On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

Qiao Qiao introduced Aunt Wu to Song Wei.

Song Wei's child was taken care of, so she went back to work again.

But Xiao Yufeng heard that Aunt Wu was taking care of Song Wei's children, and her monthly salary was 5000 yuan, so she started acting like a demon again.

When Song Wei came home from work on the first day, Xiao Yufeng stopped her at the door, "Song Wei, are you going to give Aunt Wu a salary of 5000 yuan a month?"

"That's right." Song Wei changed her shoes and straightened her back, "Don't worry. This money is not paid by your son, it is drawn from my own salary."

Xiao Yufeng wanted to jump up, "Why does the nanny need a salary of 5000 yuan?"

"Mom, this is Pengcheng, a first-tier metropolis, and the wages are pretty low. And you haven't been asked to pay, what's your opinion?"

Based on Song Wei's understanding of Xiao Yufeng, Xiao Yufeng must be looking for another job.

Sure enough, without even thinking about it, Xiao Yufeng said, "Song Wei, you resigned Aunt Wu, and I will take care of your child. Give me the 5000 yuan."

"What did you say?" Song Wei felt ridiculous.

Xiao Yufeng had her own wishful thinking, "I am Xiaoheng's grandma, and I will definitely treat Xiaoheng better than outsiders. If you give this money to outsiders to earn, it is better to use it to honor me."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Simply incomprehensible.

Xiao Yufeng didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her at all.

She continued: "Am I wrong? The money you and Chen Yajun earned should be used to honor me. Why should you give it to a nanny who can't do anything?"

"You have the nerve to say such things?" Song Wei once again refreshed her understanding of Xiao Yufeng.

She laughed and said, "When I asked you to help me take care of the child, you either said that your back hurt, your legs hurt, or you had a headache. Now that I give Aunt Wu a salary of 5000 yuan a month, you are greedy, and you want to take care of it yourself. Have you made this money? Your back doesn’t hurt anymore, your head doesn’t hurt anymore?”

Money, money.

Only money is in his eyes.

Is she still the daughter-in-law of the Chen family?

He knew how to squeeze her and plot against her.

Song Wei's heart really hurts enough.

What else Xiao Yufeng wanted to say, Song Wei was categorical:

"Mom, don't say anything. I can't give you 5000 yuan to help me take care of the child. Besides, you are not as good as Aunt Wu. At that time, don't have a backache and a headache. Come on, how can I still go to work?"

Xiao Yufeng became angry, "You said that you are a prodigal, and you gave 5000 yuan to outsiders for nothing. Is your head flooded?"

Song Wei was full of anger, "If I fire Aunt Wu and give you 5000 yuan for nothing, and let you take care of my child, my head will really be flooded."

She was so angry that she didn't want to say another word.

Back in Aunt Wu's room, seeing Aunt Wu's embarrassed face, Song Wei frowned.

"Aunt Wu, I'm sorry, I let you hear this when you just came here. But don't care what they say, I will definitely send you your salary on time every month."

Aunt Wu sighed, "It's really not easy for you."

Song Wei also sighed, "There is no way to marry into this kind of family, it's all because I was blind."

night.

Qiaoqiao and Shanglu got off work and set up a street stall together.

It was almost twelve o'clock before they took back the booth and returned to the rental house.

They put the tricycles and goods downstairs, covered them with tarpaulins, and covered them tightly.

After tying the rope, Shanglu was laughing at himself.

When did he do this kind of physical work?

But after marrying Qiao Qiao, he was about to become a manual worker.

After going upstairs to take a shower, it was already 12:30.

Qiao Qiao took out two sets of new clothes, "Shanglu, the new clothes I bought for you, you can try them on and see if they fit. If they don't fit, I'll take them to the mall to change."

Shang Lu paused while wiping her wet hair, "Did you buy me clothes again?"

"The two street stalls I bought last time are not suitable for you to go to work. So I bought you two suits and two shirts."

In order to set off the temperament of Shanglu, she went to the mall to buy branded clothes.

Shanglu went to change it out, frowning, "It's too small and too short."

"No way." Qiaoqiao muttered, "I know you are tall, and I asked them to give you a size of 1 meters. It's not suitable, is it? But they said that if it doesn't fit, you can change the size Made to order, I'll exchange it tomorrow."

While taking off his suit, Shang Lu said, "No need, I might not like the clothes you make."

"You still hate it, do you know how much it cost me to buy these two sets of clothes for you?"

"how much is it?"

"It's more than 5, and you have to add hundreds of dollars in handwork fees to make it tailor-made. I have never bought clothes that cost more than 600. How dare you dislike such expensive clothes."

More than 5 clothes may not be a big deal to Shanglu.

But hearing her say that she had never bought more than 500 clothes, but bought him more than 5, Shanglu looked at her and suddenly softened a lot.

Qiao Qiao took the suit he took off, and said:

"I think that since you have found a serious job, you can no longer dress so casually, so I bought you two decent sets. You stand still, I will measure your size for you, and I will change it for you tomorrow. Two sets."

Under her fiddling, Shang Lu was forced to open his arms.

Qiao Qiao took out the measuring tape, stood behind him, measured the width of his shoulders, made a note of it, and walked around in front of him.

"Keep opening your arms, I'm going to measure your waist."

While bending down and bowing her head, her delicate and thin body passed in front of him.

It was very close to him, so close that it was close to his chest.

She just took a shower and washed her hair, and her whole body smelled of cheap shampoo and body wash, but Phytolacca thought it smelled very good.

When he looked down at her, his eyes softened a lot.

He even let her hold the measuring tape and linger gently around his waist.

The snow-white earlobes, the charming neck, and the whiteness of the neckline when you bow your head and bend over...

It disturbed his mind a little.

He wanted to throw her down, to take off her clothes, to get her.

He restrained.

But he clearly knew that his impulse was not because of Qiao Qiao's beauty, nor was it because of his normal physical needs.

He just wanted to get Qiaoqiao.

A man's desire to conquer a woman, to make her all his own.

But he didn't want to admit it.

He contradicts himself.

He looked down at the little woman in front of him with complicated and contradictory eyes, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Shanglu, you look very thin, but your waistline is not small at all."

Qiao Qiao raised her head, and met Phytophthora deep, deep gaze, as deep as a whirlpool, trying to suck her in.

With such eyes, he kept staring at her lips, as if he wanted to kiss her down.

She didn't panic, nor did she avoid it, but simply asked, "Shanglu, you don't want to kiss me again, do you?"