This wealthy family is too rich for me

"Sister-in-law, don't be sad. I can't blame you for what happened to grandma. Don't worry, brother won't blame you. You are his savior. He finally found you. How could he be willing to be angry with you."

But after hearing this, Jiang Moyao was not happy at all, and smiled lightly: "I know."

If this non-blaming is not because of mutual trust between the husband and wife, but because of a kindness, then does this marriage seem too sad?

She had unprecedented doubts about this marriage.

In fact, she should have thought a long time ago how someone like He Shengchen would fall in love with her, and even rescued her at the wedding.

But these are actually not important. What makes Jiang Moyao feel the most sad is that he knew his identity early on, but he refused to say it clearly, but used a marriage to repay this kindness.

So what is her investment?
This is really... too ridiculous.

He Jing has been observing her face, smiled indistinctly, and then called out cautiously: "Sister-in-law?"

Jiang Moyao came back to her senses, and smiled at her: "What's wrong?"

"Are you okay?" He Jing was a little worried: "You don't look well, and your face is haggard. Did you not sleep well last night?"

Jiang Moyao raised her hand and rubbed her temples, where Peng Peng was throbbing, the pain made her distraught, she took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, maybe I got up too early."

He Jing held her hand and found that it was colder than her own: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, grandma will be fine."

"Thank you."

He Jing wanted to say something else, but the door was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman walked in.

The two walked directly to the bed, and the woman grabbed He Jing's hand and asked distressedly, "Are you okay? I heard that you were hit by a wheelchair, but I was so worried."

The man also looked worried: "But it frightened us, how could this happen?"

He Jing held the woman's hand back, and said in surprise: "Auntie, uncle, why are you here? When did you come back? Aren't you abroad?"

These two people are He Shengchen's uncle He Hanxiang and his aunt He Wanfang.

Jiang Moyao once heard He Shengchen mention it, but never had the chance to see her. She wanted to say hello, but the two of them pushed her aside as if they didn't see her.

Jiang Moyao didn't speak, just watched the two people booing and inquiring about He Jing.

"Auntie, I miss you so much." He Jing said coquettishly, "I told you to come back with us, but you didn't want to. Grandma must be very happy if you were at home."

He Wanfang sighed: "We can't help it either, you know how busy we two are."

"Didn't you just come back? As soon as we heard about your accident, we rushed back by plane overnight." He Hanxiang also said.

He Jing pouted: "Then I don't care, you are not allowed to leave when you come back this time, stay at home with me, grandma, and brother."

He Wanfang said helplessly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The three chatted very harmoniously, Jiang Moyao watched for a while, didn't interrupt, and didn't want to interrupt, just lowered his eyes slightly, retreated silently, closed the door of the ward, and cut off the sound inside.

Standing in the corridor, she suddenly felt a little dazed. After thinking about it, she decided to go and see Gao Guixiang again.

She still didn't go in, she just stood at the door and watched, Gao Guixiang had woken up and seemed to be in good spirits, the doctors and nurses were examining her.

Jiang Moyao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she was fine.

At this time, Gao Guixiang turned his head to look outside the door, he was taken aback when he saw her, and then turned his head quickly, apparently not wanting to see her.

Jiang Moyao smiled wryly, turned and left.

The phone rang, and she took out the phone to see that it was an unfamiliar number. The phone hadn't been disconnected since this morning, and she knew who it was without answering.

They were all called by the media. If they couldn't find anyone, they started calling.

She was annoyed, so she didn't want to pick it up, so she simply turned off the phone, at least her ears would be clean.

Putting the phone away, she was about to leave, but she didn't know what to think, so she hesitated for a moment, then turned her head and walked to the lounge.

He Shengchen was still sleeping, so she stood at the door and waited for a while, and only knocked on the door when he woke up.

Seeing her, He Shengchen was taken aback for a moment, then sat up, rubbed the back of his neck, walked over to open the door, and let her in.

Jiang Moyao hesitated for a moment, thinking that some things were not suitable to be said outside, so she went in anyway.

"Sit down." He Shengchen's voice sounded behind him.

Jiang Moyao sat on the sofa, a little cautious.

I don't know why, it seems that overnight, the intimacy between the two disappeared, leaving only a layer of alienation.

It was very faint, but it was also obvious, so obvious that she didn't know how to speak for a moment.

He Shengchen didn't notice something was wrong, so he sat down and took a sip of water: "Why did you come so early in the morning?"

Jiang Moyao glanced at him, and quickly lowered her eyes: "I want to see the old lady."

"Just wait for the news at home." Seeing her haggard face, He Shengchen frowned slightly: "Did you not rest?"

Jiang Moyao shook her head instinctively: "No, it's just that I got up too early and I'm not used to it."

She doesn't want to be said to be causing trouble, or even trouble, she can take care of herself.

He Shengchen wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and still didn't say anything. He just said, "Go back and have a good rest. Grandma has me here, so you don't want to come."

Before Jiang Moyao could speak, he continued: "The media are waiting for you. Try not to go out. I will deal with this matter. Don't say anything to the media. They won't listen."

Jiang Moyao didn't refute, just nodded, He Shengchen got up and went to the bathroom, after a while, there was the sound of running water.

Jiang Moyao originally wanted to ask about what happened three years ago, but when he was in front of He Shengchen, she didn't know what to ask. It seemed that all the questions had already been answered.

He agreed to marry him because of his kindness and in order to repay his kindness.

If there are too many fake acts, it becomes true, but in fact it is still false in essence.

Jiang Moyao pinched her fingers and thought: Did this marriage shouldn't have started from the very beginning?

She threw her heart into it, and when she wanted to get out, she was heart-piercingly sad.

Before she could figure it out, He Shengchen came out, saw her still sitting there, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Jiang Moyao suppressed her confused thoughts, took a deep breath, and said, "I want to apologize to grandma, after all, it was because of me that I was hospitalized."

He Shengchen paused for a while as he wiped his hair, and said, "It's good that you have such a heart, but grandma won't want to see you right now, wait for her to calm down before going, and go home now, okay?"

"But I can take care of her." Leaving aside the matter of this marriage, Jiang Moyao really wanted to take care of the old lady, whether it was atonement or redemption, anyway, it was better than doing nothing.

But He Shengchen didn't want her to go. Grandma was angry now, and going would only make grandma more angry, and she would be more wronged, so he walked over and held her hand: "Be obedient, go back first, when grandma gets better, you Come here again, now that I’m here, you can stay at home.”

It's all said and done, if you continue to be stubborn, it will be too ignorant, Jiang Moyao can only agree.

"Go back." He Shengchen turned around to pour a glass of water, turned around and came out to see that she hadn't left yet, he was taken aback: "Is there anything else?"

Jiang Moyao originally wanted to ask about what happened three years ago, but it seemed that he didn't intend to talk, so he couldn't tell for a while.

"What's wrong?" He Shengchen frowned.

After being silent for a while, Jiang Moyao still shook her head, and decided not to say anything: "Go ahead, I'll go first."

She turned to leave, but was stopped.

"How did you come?"

Jiang Moyao replied, "I came by taxi."

"Did Steward Fu send you off?" He Shengchen frowned and asked without expecting her to answer, so he took out his mobile phone, turned it on, and called Steward Fu.

"Wait a while, Steward Fu will send a car to pick you up."

Jiang Moyao hurriedly said: "Don't bother, I'll just go back by myself."

"No, now the reporters are waiting for you to place an order. As long as you see you, you can't run away." He Shengchen looked down at the phone, not wanting to be disturbed, and pressed the mute: "I can't get away now, and I don't have time to take care of you , be careful yourself."

Jiang Moyao silently nodded without speaking.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, He Shengchen looked up after adjusting the phone, and saw her staring at something in a daze, hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and took her hand.

"You go back first, when I'm done here, then..."

Before he could finish speaking, the nurse came in.

"Did something happen?" He Shengchen's face was serious, and he thought something happened to his grandmother. Although she had stabilized yesterday, she still hadn't woken up.

Jiang Moyao couldn't help comforting her, "I just glanced at grandma, she's already awake."

The nurse said, "Come with me."

He Shengchen was full of worries and had no choice but to go, swallowed back what he hadn't finished speaking, squeezed Jiang Moyao's hand, and left.

Jiang Moyao stood in the lounge for a while, then retreated silently.

There were people coming and going in the hospital, and it was midsummer, but for some reason, she still felt chills all over, as if she suddenly had nowhere to go.

She wants to go home.

But when she reached the door, she was suddenly surrounded by people. She already knew who it was in this familiar posture.

With a camera on her shoulder and a microphone in her hand, she almost hit people's faces. There were many questions, and she almost didn't listen to them.

Only one question was like a bolt of lightning amidst the chaos, crystal clear.

"Miss Jiang, you made the He family like this, can this marriage continue?"

Jiang Moyao suddenly looked at her, the person who was asking the question was a woman with a sarcastic face, she asked: "Say it again."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and the voices of her companions quieted down, so she had to bite the bullet and ask again.

"Do you really want me to get a divorce?"

The woman was stunned, and then laughed dryly: "Whether you want to get a divorce is of course your own business. What does this have to do with whether I want it or not?"