One Year Marriage

  Dongfang Jue took Murong Xi out of the business building, ignored her protest, carried her next to his black Bentley, and tucked her directly into the passenger seat.

   Murong Xi struggled to open the door, but found that he had locked the door one step ahead of her.

   Thought he would get into the car, but who knows, he actually turned around and strode in the other direction, Murong Xi couldn't help but be in a hurry, knocking on the window and shouting, "Dongfang Jue—"

   "Bastard, hurry up and open the door!"

   "Let me out, Xiaoyue is still waiting for me in the reception hall!"

  "Oriental Jue——"

  …

   The sound insulation of the car is very good, and the windows are specially made so that people outside can't see the inside at all, so no matter how much she shouts, no one will find out.

   Murong Xi realized this, she simply closed her mouth, clenched her fists and stared angrily at his retreating back.

   This guy, what is he trying to do?

   Locking her in the car and running away by himself is fun?

unacceptable!

   Murong Xi angrily sat down in her seat, secretly scolding Dongfang Jue a hundred times in her heart.

   After about five minutes, Dongfang Jue came back with a beautifully packaged luxury gift box in her hand.

   Seeing him open the driver's door and get in the car, Murong Xi couldn't help but turn to his side, gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing, I want to get out of the car, my assistant is waiting for me... ah..."

   Before she could finish her words, he shoved the gift box in his hand into her arms, "Don't be noisy, it's for you!"

   "Give...to me?"

   Murong Xi was stunned for a moment, and it was a little awkward to speak.

"Um!"

  Dongfang Jue nodded and said lightly, "Open it and take a look."

The voice of    fell, and the car started immediately.

"Oh!"

  Murong Xi calmed down, lowered his head to open the box, and muttered to himself curiously, "What is this?" It was a surprise that Dongfang Jue would give her something...

   What kind of gift is it?

   is shoes, bags, clothes, or jewelry...

   In fact, no matter what, Murong Xi is not lacking, but at this moment, her heartbeat speeded up unconsciously, and her clear apricot eyes could not help but be filled with anticipation.

  Dongfang Jue squinted her with a half-smile, and her deep, squinted eyes were filled with gentle light.

  Murong Xi couldn't hold back the joy in her heart and opened the box. Who knows, the things inside were not what she thought, but...

   Kraft paper bag! ! !

  Boom——

   Murong Xi was completely dumbfounded.

   Who would have imagined that a luxury gift box with a high-end atmosphere is actually used to hold a kraft paper bag...

   Is that money?

   Oh hehe, send her money? This gift is simple and rude...

   Murong Xi twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up the kraft paper bag, and removed its seal.

   After a while, a few pieces of white A4 paper appeared and told her that what Dongfang Jue gave was not money...

"what is this?"

   Murong Xi pulled out the paper, glanced at it, and asked Dongfang Jue.

   Dongfang Jue drove the car leisurely, and said in a deep voice, "You'll know when you look at it."

"Oh!"

   Murong Xi didn't ask any more questions, his eyes fell on the paper and browsed.

   When she saw the above content clearly, her pupils shrank suddenly and her little face turned pale.

   "How...how could..."

   She hurriedly turned to the next page. The more information she had, the more her heart sank.

"How can it be……"

   "Why is it impossible? In this world, money can make ghosts run the mill!"

   Dongfang Jue spoke expressionlessly, and his tone was very indifferent.

   Murong Xi shook his head, as if he didn't want to accept the reality after being beaten to death.