Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

Judging by the man's posture, he doesn't intend to leave tonight.

The previous meetings between the two ended in unhappiness, and Cong Rong was a little afraid of this living Hades who always kept a cold face from the bottom of his heart.

After some psychological training, she climbed onto her bed and automatically ignored Ji Tingqiu.

Barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, she is already full of sins.

What else to lose!

Shrugging helplessly, she took the agreement and lay back on the bed to settle the score with her fingers...

The words of the couple at the entrance of the hospital reminded her that it takes a lot of money to raise a child.

Double it if you have twins.

She looked through the agreement again, and the man promised that she would get 1000 million when the contract expired in three months.

Cong Rong decisively put pen to paper and signed.

In addition to supporting their mother and children, the money is also enough to contract a flower field base.

Her dream is to live the rest of her life clean and innocent with her children.

Until midnight, the man on the sofa didn't make a sound, but Cong Rong tossed and turned awkwardly with his eyes open.

When it was daylight, she finally fell asleep.

Cong Rong dreamed of the strong man in the lighthouse.

The man in the dream begged her sincerely: Anyway, as a couple for one night, burn some paper money for her husband...

Early the next morning, when she woke up, she quickly took a notepad and wrote down a line.

"Buy 50 yuan of paper and burn it for him at an intersection..."

Cong Rong was scratching his head and trying to write a letter to that man and burn it.

After all, he is the father of the child in his womb, so he doesn't need to spend money to keep their mother and child safe.

At this time Ji Tingqiu's eerie voice sounded above his head, Cong Rong shivered in fright and hurriedly put away the notepad.

"Clean up, let's go get the certificate!"

Ji Tingqiu woke up and looked at the signed agreement on the coffee table, which confirmed his guess.

This woman is repeatedly planning to get close to her for money.

Her purpose is to increase the bargaining chip and force herself to offer a high price.

Thinking of this, Ji Tingqiu's eyes were as cold as ice, and he immediately turned and went downstairs.

He was afraid that he would strangle Cong Rong to death if he stayed for another second.

In the morning, at 09:30 outside the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Cong Rong sat on the steps and stared at the warm red book in a daze.

She laughed self-deprecatingly, laughing that she was obviously a human being, but she lived like a human being.

The most precious first was given to a dead man.

Marry someone you don't love for money.

Being poor can really be humbled into the dust.

"My mother is in a hurry, hurry up!" Ji Tingqiu leaned against the car door impatiently.

The family has already called three times, asking him why he hasn't brought him back yet.

My mother also repeatedly told me not to make people cry.

His imposing 1.8-meter-high man couldn't carry it with his hands, couldn't use his mouth to shout, and felt so aggrieved that he wanted to explode on the spot.

"Okay, let's go..."

Cong Rong suddenly raised his head and showed a bright smile.

Her life, looking back is meaningless, it is better to look at "money"!

Cong Rong was particularly bright against the large bouquet of flowers in her hand, and two small dimples appeared on her fair face, just like the bright summer sun glancing at Ji Tingqiu.

After Ji Tingqiu was briefly absent-minded, he hurriedly looked away.

He suddenly felt that there might be a reason why his mother liked her and her flowers so much...

after an hour……

Ji's House - Banshan Villa

Cong Rong was once again brought by Ji Tingqiu to this luxurious villa of thousands of square meters.

However, she still didn't feel the slightest favor in her heart.

Thinking of the servant she met in the flower bed last time, it was hard for her to imagine what the woman waiting for her in the villa—her "mother-in-law-to-be" looked like.

Money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.

When this man hates her, she can happily take the money and leave.

The tragic feeling of selling one's body was instantly washed away by joy.

Unknowingly, she stopped and bumped into Ji Tingqiu's back.

Cong Rong touched his nose in pain and raised his head.

"Snapped"

The flowers in his hand fell to the ground.

Looking at the noble lady sitting on the sofa in the living room, her head was blank and she couldn't believe her eyes...

She has hardly shed tears since receiving her father's ashes.

Probably knowing that no one in this world will love her dearly, there are quite a few people waiting to see her jokes.

Until I saw the lady in front of me.

She felt that the pain that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly broke through the barrier.

Tears rolled down his face.

"Aunt Yue, are you feeling well?"

Looking at the woman's flat chest, she couldn't help sobbing worriedly.

In my memory, Aunt Yue said several times that if the breast tumor spread, she would rather die than have it removed.

Can……

Her tears burst again.

Has her condition really reached this level?

"Rong girl, Qiu'er finally brought you here! Good to be back!"

Hua Anyue hurried forward to hold the girl's hand.

For the time being, she didn't want the children to know that she was worried about her body, and avoided Cong Rong's questions.

"Qiu'er! Are you done?"

Hua Anyue reached out to ask her son for something.

Watching his son galloping in the career world that belonged to him, he married a good girl who he liked at first glance and deep in his heart.

At this point, she is content.

"It's over in the afternoon, you can find someone to pick a date for the wedding."

Ji Tingqiu respectfully handed over the marriage certificate she just received this afternoon.

He was really depressed, the mother's eyes looking at the girl were as gentle as water, but when she looked back at him, they were as hard as steel.

"Ma'am, afternoon tea is ready."

The servant in the Chinese suit lowered his head and stepped forward cautiously.

She never dared to raise her head. If the young lady recognized that she was the one who drove her away that night, Qingcheng might not have a place for her.

"Come on, Rong girl, after having afternoon tea, the two of you are going to take a beautiful wedding photo."

Mom wants to give you a luxurious wedding as soon as possible! "

Hua Anyue smiled kindly, she had never been so happy as today.

After hearing this, Cong Rong's eyes turned red and he paused for a second.

Dad has been in a coma, and she has to go to school in addition to working part-time to make money.

Aunt Yue was the only light in her dark days.

I can't remember how many times she paid for her father's treatment.

Until she learned that an American pharmaceutical company has developed a new drug that can delay the progression of the disease, and even miraculously wake up in clinical cases.

She went to the Rong family to ask for her father's inheritance and compensation for being imprisoned.

Unexpectedly, they called the police and sent her to the detention center again for extortion.

That's two years away...

Seeing Aunt Yue's gentle appearance, Cong Rong felt guilty.

Aunt Yue knew what she should think of her in the past when she was imprisoned.

Even before she got married, she had given the first time to a strange man...

Her head was a mess of threads.

Every reminiscence made her hate the Ronghua family more.

Cong Rong didn't want to let go of the joy of the reunion, but after hesitating for two seconds, she decided to take the initiative to confess her embarrassment to Aunt Yue.

"Aunt Yue, actually I don't have you..."

She had just opened her mouth when she was interrupted by a low male voice.

"Mom, I'll take her upstairs to rest first, and I'll take pictures tomorrow..."

"Qiu'er, you can accompany Rong girl to buy some daily necessities for a while, and move in together tomorrow night. Separation is not good for the young couple..."

Hua Anyue looked at the pair of bi people who were so affectionate, a gratified smile appeared on her face.

She even had an extravagant wish, how nice it would be to hold her grandson before leaving.

"Understood, Mom." The two said in unison.

Cong Rong's arms were supported by Ji Tingqiu, and he was almost dragged to the bedroom.

With the sound of closing the door, the man threw her onto the big bed.

Ji Tingqiu suddenly leaned forward and leaned on Cong Rong in an extremely ambiguous posture.

The next second, he squeezed her chin fiercely.