After a secret marriage, the heir to a wealthy family asks to make it public every day

"That's too corny!" Song Jinshu covered his mouth with his hands, too embarrassed to shout.

Jiang Jinfeng sighed, "Do you still want to call me by my full name? I'm six years older than you, girl!"

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Jiang Puya's voice rang out, "Second brother and second sister-in-law, grandpa and grandma want you to go down!"

"Got it!" Jiang Jinfeng agreed and stood up. "Let's go. Grandpa and grandma may need to take a nap! If they rest, we will go back."

The two of them went downstairs and saw that the whole family was there. Song Jinshu felt that the Jiang family's family rules were quite good. At least they listened to the elders.

"Jinshu, come here!" Grandmother called Song Jinshu over and handed her a thick red envelope, "This is a formal meeting gift!"

Song Jinshu shook her head, "Grandma, no need!"

"Just take it if I tell you to!" Grandmother scolded, "Your aunt and the others have prepared it, go get it!"

Song Jinshu looked at Jiang Jinfeng, and he nodded at her, so Song Jinshu walked up to Liu Yunshan, "Auntie!"

"Jinshu, it's only right to give a gift when you first meet." Liu Yunshan also gave a big red envelope.

Walking up to Wang Ying, Song Jinshu politely called her "Auntie".

Wang Ying hummed indifferently, then reluctantly picked up a red envelope and handed it to Song Jinshu.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Seeing her expression, Song Jinshu really didn't want to accept it, but then he thought it would be a waste not to accept it.

Jiang Jianyun was very enthusiastic in giving. Before Song Jinshu even called her aunt, she had already handed over the red envelope.

"Thank you, auntie!" Song Jinshu called her affectionately and smiled sweetly.

Finally, even Chen Yuyuan gave a red envelope. Song Jinshu wanted to refuse, but Chen Yuyuan held her hand tightly, saying that if she didn't accept it, she would look down on her.

"Thank you, sister-in-law!" Song Jinshu accepted the red envelope and expressed his gratitude.

Seeing that his grandparents went upstairs to rest, Jiang Jinfeng also took Song Jinshu away, as if they were unwilling to stay in the mansion for even a second longer.

After getting in the car, Song Jinshu couldn't help but ask him, "You don't seem to like staying in the mansion. Who among these people do you dislike?"

"Aunt and auntie! Auntie was the one who intervened in my parents' marriage. Her presence led to their divorce. Auntie always had high hopes for my eldest brother. More than ten years ago, my eldest brother's legs became disabled, and Auntie started to hate me."

Song Jinshu reached out to pat Jiang Jinfeng's arm to comfort him, but pulled his hand back halfway, "It's not you who harmed her son..."

"She gave birth to Puya when she was almost fifty years old. She was very strict with her, hoping that she could replace me one day." Jiang Jinfeng smiled bitterly, "Since I joined the company, I moved out and lived on my own. I was very afraid that something might happen to me."

Song Jinshu still reached out and patted his arm, "It turns out that you have a harder time than me!"

"It's all over!" Jiang Jinfeng changed the subject, "What are you going to do during these few days of vacation?"

Song Jinshu smiled, "You forgot, I have to learn how to drive! Dashuang said that after this holiday, he will let me pass the second subject."

"It's so cool?" Jiang Jinfeng thought for a moment and asked, "That female coach? It looks like you guys are having a great time!"

Song Jinshu nodded vigorously, "Dashuang is handsome and good-looking. She took me on a motorcycle and raced on the street. It was so cool!"

Looking at the people around him who were talking excitedly, Jiang Jinfeng felt a little uncomfortable, "Is it really as good as you say?"

"When I pass my driving test, I'll treat her to a meal and you can go meet her!"

The car drove into the community, and Song Jinshu and Yu Xiaowei greeted each other. Jiang Jinfeng looked at the handsome boy in security uniform and couldn't help asking, "Who is he?"

"The security guard here is called Yu Xiaowei, and he's a very enthusiastic kid."

"A child who is 1.8 meters tall?" Jiang Jinfeng questioned.

"He is only 20 years old and has been working since he graduated from junior high school."

The car stopped in front of the building, Song Jinshu opened the door and got out, "Goodbye!"

Jiang Jinfeng unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. "I haven't seen what grandma has done with this house yet! I'll go up and take a look!"

"Really?" Song Jinshu stretched out his hand to stop him, "Maybe next time!"

Jiang Jinfeng was unhappy, "This is the wedding room grandma gave us."

"But didn't we agree to have a secret marriage? Now is not the right time." Song Jinshu looked up and looked at Jiang Jinfeng with a pleading expression on his face.

Jiang Jinfeng suddenly wanted to pinch her face, but he didn't dare move his hands hanging by his side for fear of scaring her.

Taking a small step back without leaving any trace, he pretended to be angry and said, "Then I'm leaving!"

"Drive slower!" Song Jinshu waved at Jiang Jinfeng's back with a triumphant smile on his face.

When she got home, she thought of the red envelopes in her bag and counted them. The total was 55,000 yuan. She sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jinfeng: The total red envelopes are 55,000 yuan. I'll transfer it to you!

Jiang Jinfeng replied immediately: That's for you, you don't have to give it to me!

Song Jinshu: Don't type while driving! Safety first!

Jiang Jinfeng: I wasn't driving, someone else was.

Seeing Jiang Jinfeng's raised mouth in the rearview mirror, He Yu couldn't help wondering: Is the president in love? What kind of girl is the other party?

As the heir to the Jiang family company, the handsome and stylish Jiang Jinfeng is a perfect candidate for son-in-law that many official and business families in J City want to marry into.

Unfortunately, he never goes on blind dates, nor does he have any emotional entanglement with any girl. He is just devoted to his work and is as pure as a monk.

My parents' divorce was ugly. After all, it is hard for anyone to accept that their husband, who grew up with them, would betray them.

Shen Ying, who had been spoiled since childhood and raised in the palm of her parents' and brothers' hands, also wanted to forgive Jiang Jianan once. However, Wang Ying came to the Jiang family and her mother's house with her big belly and made a threatening gesture, rubbing her and her mother's family's faces on the ground, making the always proud Shen Ying unable to forgive again.

Shen Ying angrily filed for divorce and then went abroad.

She also fought for the custody of her son Jiang Jinfeng, but her parents-in-law refused to agree and promised to treat Jiang Jinfeng well and let them meet.

However, she was studying abroad during those years and could not see her son for a whole year, so it was inevitable that there was a sense of estrangement between mother and son.

When she returned to China, remarried, and gave birth to twin daughters, her relationship with her son became even more distant.

Jiang Jinfeng saw his parents divorced, remarried, and had new children. No one cared for him as before, and he no longer had any expectations for father-son or mother-son affection, and his expectations for marriage dropped to the lowest level.

But he couldn't bear to see his grandparents worrying too much about his marriage, and seeing that they were getting older, he decided to compromise and accept it.

Fortunately, the girl his grandparents chose for him this time, Song Jinshu, was different from the girls he knew. She didn't look pretentious, delicate, or green tea-like, and she was not dependent. She was like a small tree that was trying hard to grow towards the sun, full of vitality.

In fact, her growth process was not full of love, but she chose to live every day optimistically, without complaining or resentment.