President Husband, it's too sweet

Rong Yang knew that the old man had arranged a marriage for him.

Today is the day he gets his certificate.

Rong Yang did not object to the old man's arrangement.

No matter who the old man married to him, it didn't make any difference to him, except that there was one more person, Mrs. Rong.

Rong Yang's assistant Li Qian received the marriage certificate from Rong Lin and is reporting to Rong Yang.

Rong Yang's slender fingers tapping on the table paused, his voice was slightly cold, "Again, what's my new wife's name?"

"Wen Yan." Li Qian repeated it once. Seeing that the president's face was a little strange, Li Qian wondered in his heart, is there something wrong?

Rong Yang's dark eyes flickered, Wen Yan, is that the little drunk last time?

Will it be such a coincidence?

"Li Qian, give me the photo of the marriage certificate."

"Yes." Li Qian handed over the phone.

Rong Yang looked at the young face on the marriage certificate, and then at the jade pendant on the desk, his brows were slightly frowned, his thin lips were slightly pursed, why is it him?

Li Qian noticed that the boss's face was getting serious, and he asked cautiously: "President, do you want to go back to the old house?"

Rong Yang's face darkened, "No, prepare for the afternoon meeting and notify all departments that the meeting will start 15 minutes earlier."

"Yes." Li Qian held the document in his hand, and put it down respectfully.

After the assistant went out, he closed the door.

Rong Yang sat on a chair with his legs crossed, a cigarette in one hand, and the rope on the jade pendant with the other.

The jade pendant was hanging on his white finger. Under the sun, the jade pendant was transparent without any flying flakes. The jade pendant was very beautiful in color and good in transparency.

But Rong Yang's finger brought the jade pendant to the top of the trash can.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yan turned out to be the person the old man picked for him, but he couldn't touch the Mrs. Rong that the old man picked for him.

Did you just give up?

Rong Yang's dark eyes stared at the jade pendant, his brows furrowed.

Looking at Yupei, Wen Yanhong's gorgeous lips flashed in his mind, Rong Yang sneered, in Rong Yang's dictionary, there was never the word "give up".

Rong Yang finished smoking with a blank expression, and put the jade pendant back to its original place.

***

The car slowly drove into the Rong's villa. It was already afternoon tea time, the sun was just right, and the light was scattered on the outer eaves of the villa. The very delicate gardening looked like an ink painting with extraordinary artistic conception from a distance.

Even though Wen Yan had a million reluctances in his heart, the car still stopped.

"Here we are, get out of the car." Beside him, the middle-aged bald man said.

Wen Yan got out of the car slowly, clusters of sweet potato flowers were planted on both sides, the petals were delicate and blooming just right.

In front of the courtyard, a woman with a delicate face, wearing a white skirt, was sitting on a wicker chair with her legs crossed, holding a white porcelain bone cup in her hand, drinking afternoon tea, very comfortable.

When Wen Yan passed by her, the woman raised her head and stared at Wen Yan fiercely, her eyes were very sharp.

Wen Yan was slightly surprised, he had never met this ??? person, why did this woman look at him with such hostile eyes?

In the room, an old man with white hair and childlike face in a black Tang suit saw Wen Yan come in, he said with a very kind and gentle smile, "Sit."

"Master, I'm going first."

"Well, let's go."

With the promise of the old man, the middle-aged bald man beside him, oh no, he should be called his husband now, and retreated respectfully.

Wen Yan sat opposite the old man.

Who is this old man?The bald man had such respect for him.

At this time, the sound of high heels sounded, and a hot female assistant with high heels put a contract in front of Wen Yan.

The old man smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, listen carefully to what I'm going to tell you next, maybe it will have a very important impact on your future life."

"Before I came to you, I investigated your situation very clearly. After signing this document, I will return all your things to you. I can even sponsor you to go to college. After you graduate, in the future In the Rong Group, arrange a job."

Do you just need to sign such a document?

Wen Yan picked up the document in front of him and flipped through it. There were no excessive requirements in it, the only requirement was to be the daughter-in-law of the Rong family for three years.

After three years, you can choose to leave automatically.

Even, there is no need to fulfill the obligations of husband and wife.

Rong Group?

The name of Rong's Group is very low-key, but anyone who knows a little about the market in City A will know that although Rong's Group is low-key, it should not be underestimated.

It has many subsidiaries, including large companies such as Hongtu and Xinfa, and the Rong Group is like a powerful business empire hidden behind the scenes.

Wen Yan is a little unbelievable, just by signing this document, he can get his ID card, admission letter, and can also sponsor him to go to college, or even go to the Rong Group after graduation.

But is there really such a good thing in this world?

Wen Yan has already passed the age when the sky will fall, he doesn't believe that he can get so much without having to sleep with that middle-aged bald man, just by agreeing to marry for three years.

Wen Yan didn't start writing, "What else do you need me to do?"

The old man Rong looked at the well-behaved and sensible child in front of him with some appreciation, "Of course, there is a small request."

At this time, the female assistant brought over the second contract.

Wen Yan took over the contract.

Mr. Rong was not in a hurry, "You read it carefully, and after reading it, decide whether to accept it or not."

The second contract is much simpler than the first contract, only a simple two-page paper, and it is a supplementary agreement.

And there is another premise, that is, if he and her husband become husband and wife, they will truly become the wife of the Rong family.

However, given a choice, Wen Yan would never have a relationship with that middle-aged bald man.

"I'll sign." Wen Yan picked up the pen, signed his name and stamped his fingerprint on the contract without hesitation.

The old man Rong smiled slightly, like a fox, revealing the essence of a businessman, but it's a pity that Wen Yan bowed his head and signed, so he didn't see this scene.