After a flash marriage, she discovered that her husband was actually a billionaire CEO

Huo Beichuan stood up and helped Mingyue up, comforting her in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, they don't dare to bully you!"

Mingyue grabbed Huo Beichuan's arm, with a look of horror on her face, "Beichuan, there are many of them, don't act recklessly, you will suffer a loss!"

Huo Beichuan felt warm in his heart. She was worried about him.

"I know, nothing will happen!" He patted her back.

His eyes turned to a group of more than a dozen people at the gate.

The elder is Mingyue's uncle Mingde, and the younger one is Mingyi.

"Young face, why are you still standing? Why don't you hurry up and move stools for me and my dad!" Mingyi swaggered in and looked askance at Huo Beichuan.

Mingyue was so frightened that she nodded quickly and prepared to go inside to get a stool.

Huo Beichuan grabbed her and protected her behind him. He raised his eyes and glanced at Mingyi, "You don't have to serve such a scum!"

Mingyi was angry and dared to call him a scumbag in front of so many people.

"Baby face, don't be arrogant, you'll cry later!" Mingyi pointed at Huo Beichuan and cursed, looking at the arrogant Mingde beside him.

Mingde, who was sixty or seventy years old, sat down on a small stool and knocked the pipe pot in his hand on the ground a few times.

Looking up at Huo Beichuan, his slender eyes were full of calculations.

"Young man, I'm not here to quarrel with you today, I'm here to talk business with you!"

Mingyue clenched her nervous little hands into fists and stared at Mingde with her big eyes.

In the past, it was Mingyi who came out to cause trouble for her and Mingshan, while Mingde just turned a blind eye behind the scenes.

I'm afraid something big is going to happen if I show up in person today.

Huo Beichuan felt Mingyue's nervousness and held her fist behind his back with one hand.

This time Mingyue didn't pull away.

The big hand reassured her.

Huo Beichuan's face was calm and he didn't even bother to look at Mingde. He said coldly, "Get out of here!"

Mingde sneered, if he didn't talk too fast, he would have a headache in a while.

"That's right. When you marry Xiaoyue, according to the custom here, you should give a bride price. Her parents are not here, and I am her uncle, the head of the Ming family. I have to take care of this matter!"

Mingde's words made Mingyue's little face turn red with anger, and she stood up from behind Huo Beichuan.

He spoke righteously, "Uncle, what do you mean by this? What does my marriage to Beichuan have to do with you? I don't want a bride price!"

What kind of gift is needed for a fake marriage? She has already been given three hundred thousand as a reward.

Mingde took his time and looked at Huo Beichuan, his wrinkled face looking gloomy.

"Young man, Xiaoyue is the daughter of my Ming family. She is beautiful and young. You married her just after graduating from college. I heard her aunt say that you are ten years older than her. I don't agree with this. We Xiaoyue Look for someone of the same age.”

Huo Beichuan raised his eyes and was about to speak.

Mingyue rushed back, "Who I marry is my business! What does it have to do with uncle? Beichuan is ten years older than me, but he treats me well. I like him and he likes me. I don't care, so I have to marry him." Him! After all, don’t you just want a betrothal gift? If you don’t have it, you don’t have it, and if you have it, I won’t give it to you!”

After saying these words in one breath, Mingyue felt much better and let out a long sigh of relief.

Huo Beichuan looked at her with affection in his eyes.

What she had just said made him happy.

Even though she knew she was telling Mingde on purpose.

Mingde was annoyed by Mingyue, a junior, who was yelling at him.

Yantai pointed at Mingyue and scolded, "You damn girl, you are cheating and forgetting your last name? Helping an outsider, the betrothal gift is a rule and must be given. Three hundred and eighty-eight thousand cents is a lot!"

Mingyue wanted to fight him, but Huo Beichuan stopped her.

He whispered to her: "Don't be angry, leave it to me!"

Huo Beichuan lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Since the bride price is a rule, I will give it as much as you said!"

"Okay! Young man, this is right! You are lucky to marry the best girl from our Ming family!" Mingde trembled with excitement when he heard this.

So easy, get hundreds of thousands.

It seems that this guy has some money.

Mingyi was even more happy from ear to ear. Mingde was his only son.

It's not what he asked for.

Hundreds of thousands, enough to keep him cool for a long time.

Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy. Why didn't he think of asking for a bride price?

Mingyi was immersed in his admiration for his father and the excitement of getting rich overnight, and his fat face turned purple.

"No, Beichuan, I can't give it, I don't want the gift!" Mingyue was so anxious that she almost cried.

It was a fake marriage in the first place, so how could there be any mention of a betrothal gift?

Huo Beichuan was acting to help her, and he could never be allowed to lose so much money again.

Seeing that Mingyue was anxious, Huo Beichuan patted her back and took out his mobile phone.

He looked up at Mingde.

Ming De suddenly stood up and pointed out the meaning with trembling hands, "Hurry... quickly give your good brother-in-law the bank card number, he, he will transfer the money! Hurry!"

"Oh, okay...you, wait a minute, good brother-in-law!" Mingyi hurriedly groped around on his body, looking for his bank card.

Mingyue went up and pressed Huo Beichuan's cell phone, shaking her head, "Beichuan, you can't give it to them, they are liars!"

"Girl, why are you talking about uncle and brother like that? They are your relatives!" someone in the crowd said.

They were all brought by Mingde and his son, so of course they would be helped.

One sentence completely angered Ming Yue.

Her eyes were red and she gritted her teeth and said: "My relatives? Are they worthy? They took advantage of my mother's illness to bully our siblings, took away all our land, and even deducted my mother's subsistence allowance. Is this the case?" Relatives? And..."

The person who spoke lowered his head and dared not fart.

Everyone in the village knows this.

Mingde took advantage of being the village director and withheld all the subsidies given to Mingyue's mother.

That was his life-saving money, and many people accused him of being immoral behind his back.

No one dared to say no in person.

Thinking of all the past events, Mingyue burst into tears with grievance.

Huo Beichuan pulled her into his arms, looked up at Mingyi and his son, his eyes were sinister and cold.

"Is this how you bully her?"

Mingyue lay in Huo Beichuan's arms and cried heartbreakingly, "If it hadn't been for aunt, Xiaoshan and I wouldn't have been able to survive these years... They are all bad people, we can't give them money..."

Huo Beichuan wiped her tears and coaxed her in a low voice: "I know, I know, don't cry. I will protect you from now on, and no one will dare to bully you!"

Mingyue was always very excited, and her tears wet half of the front of Huo Beichuan's shirt.

Huo Beichuan kept patting her back. Hearing her cry made him feel uncomfortable.

There was pain in his eyes.

How much bullying had she suffered to feel so aggrieved?

Mingde and Mingyi were like two monkeys whose buttocks had been burned by fire, jumping up and down, scratching their heads and ears anxiously.

Seeing that the money in hand was messed up by Mingyue, it was a pity that he died.

Mingde was unwilling to give in and licked his face to coax Huo Beichuan, "My good niece and son-in-law, it's better to transfer the gift money as soon as possible. Don't listen to Xiaoyue, she just likes you too much and wants to act coquettishly in front of you, little girl!" "

Huo Beichuan looked up at him with sinister eyes, which made Mingde's hair stand on end. He couldn't help but tremble and lowered his head.

"I've already transferred the money, three hundred and eighty-eight thousand, every penny is a penny." Huo Beichuan's tone was without any warmth.