The night before my divorce, the villain family could read my mind!

She looked at the trunk in shock and disbelief, her eyes filled with excitement and delight.

Those beautiful almond-shaped eyes stared at the big bunch of...money flowers without blinking.

Yes, it’s money.

A large bouquet of flowers of various shapes rolled out from hundred-dollar bills.

There is also a piece of golden gold inserted in the middle.

Earthy! Very earthy! Very earthy!

But it touched Shen Cheng's heart, she liked it!

The light that sparkled in his eyes was completely different from when he saw the big bouquet of roses yesterday.

Looking at her sparkling eyes and that smile that made his heart almost take off, Huo Xingjian stroked his forehead helplessly.

It is also a helpless thing to have a wife who only cares about money and doesn't need any romantic atmosphere at all.

Look, just like now, all she has in her eyes is the bouquet of banknotes and the piece of gold, not her husband.

Okay, as long as she is happy.

Shen Cheng carefully took the banknotes out of the trunk, and the smile on his face... was as loving as if he was holding his own child, so loving that it couldn't be more loving.

[Ah! Ah! Ah! This is a flower! This is the flower I like!]

"Do you like it?" Huo Xingjian walked to her side, smiling dotingly and looking at her with burning eyes.

"I like it, I like it very much!" Shen Cheng nodded without hesitation, but his eyes never left the bouquet of money.

"When did you prepare it? How come I didn't know?" she asked.

Of course, her eyes were still fixed on the gold, not even glancing at him.

"Mrs. Huo, can you please look at me when you talk to me?" Huo Xingjian said in a sour tone.

"What's so good about you? You're not as red as a hundred-dollar bill, nor as bright as gold. Why are you looking at me? It's neither good for your skin nor for your stomach!" Shen Cheng sneered disapprovingly.

Huo Xingjian: “…”

You shouldn't expect too much from her.

Shen Cheng continued to grin, almost burying her face in the banknotes. Oh, she also wanted to kiss the gold.

In Huo Xingjian's view, that smile was no different from that of an idiot.

He took a deep breath and let it out helplessly, "Get in the car."

"Oh." She responded happily, with a complete "whatever you say is what it means."

Huo Xingjian felt that even if she was sold, she would not object.

No, he couldn't bear to sell her. He should just take her to bed, she would definitely agree.

"Mrs. Huo, have you never seen money?" Starting the car, Huo Xingjian looked at Shen Cheng, who was still holding the banknotes and smiling foolishly, with a look of disdain, "If you could hold me like you hold it..."

"Oh, then you'd better go to bed! Dreams can contain anything." Shen Cheng interrupted him directly.

Huo Xingjian was so angry with her that he regretted preparing this thing for her.

"Is money so good?" he asked.

"Yes, of course!" She smiled beautifully. "Money is like a dog. It is very sincere and loyal to its owner. It will do whatever I tell it to do."

"I can use it however I want. I don't have to worry about it resisting, stabbing me in the back, or making me unhappy."

"The most important thing is that it keeps me happy all the time. Oh, and I don't have to worry about it stealing people."

Huo Xingjian: “…”

I doubt your point me!

"But it will be coveted by people and may be stolen," Huo Xingjian said.

"Tsk!" Shen Cheng snorted coldly, "Who can steal it? Am I such a fool? I would rather let my husband be stolen than let it be stolen!"

Huo Xingjian: “……!”

It’s heartbreaking to kill someone!

but……

"So, you admit that I am your husband?" After hurting her heart, he immediately grasped the key point of her words.

Shen Cheng's gaze finally moved from the banknotes to his face.

This made Huo Xingjian instantly feel that his charm was still greater than that dead object.

Look, the way his wife looks at him at this moment is... full of love.

"As long as I want, my husband can be changed at any time. You can be in the present tense, the past tense, or the sealed tense!" Shen Cheng said with a smile.

"What does sealed storage mean?" Huo Xingjian looked confused.

Shen Cheng curled his lips and smiled, "It will never be activated and will never see the light of day again!"

After saying that, her eyes fell on the money again, "My husband can also be money!"

Huo Xingjian: “…”

I really want to throw that thing away!

"Shen! Orange!"

These two words were almost squeezed out from between teeth.

Shen Cheng simply ignored it.

Taking a deep breath, she tried hard to suppress her anger, and continued in a gentle and doting tone, "I'll give you one more chance to organize your words. If you say it right, you can receive a bouquet of flowers like this every day. If you say it wrong, this will be the last time."

Hearing this, Shen Cheng immediately cast his gaze on his face and raised a flattering and fawning smile, "Mr. Huo, you are the husband of money, you are the owner of money, you are the owner of money..."

"Wrong!" Huo Xingjian interrupted her, "Last chance! Whose husband am I!"

[You bastard! I gave you face, didn't I? ]

Shen Cheng gritted her teeth, still smiling like a flower, "Yeah, whose husband are you? Don't you know who your wife is?"

"Boss Huo, have you lost your memory or has your brain run away from home? Otherwise, let's go back to the hospital and ask the doctors on the 28th floor to help you find your brain that ran away from home?"

The twenty-eighth floor is where Li Qingxue has been staying for the past two years.

Those doctors were naturally the ones who treated her.

What this means couldn't be more obvious.

Hearing this, Huo Xingjian instantly became like a deflated ball, and the arrogance that had just risen up in his heart was extinguished in an instant.

He touched his nose and said, "No need. Of course I know whose husband I am. I am your Shen Cheng's husband."

"We got our marriage certificate and swore an oath. Don't ever think of denying it in your life! I won't give you the chance!"

"Shen Cheng, listen to me. You can only be my, Huo Xingjian's, wife for the rest of your life!"

"Oh," Shen Cheng replied indifferently, and continued to look at her flowers with a smile, and then threw out another sentence, "Remember what you said, one bouquet every day from now on."

"The number of sheets and blocks is no more, no less!"

"I understand." Huo Xingjian responded helplessly.

What can I do?

Of course she is your own wife, you should pamper her!

She just wants a bouquet of money. It's just a small request, so just satisfy her.

……

Xu Yunxin sat in her car, watching the expensive Maybach disappear from her sight, her whole face became very distorted.