Chapter 1: Descending the Mountain to Get Married
The summit of Aoyama Peak.
A pool of water, surrounded by bamboo forests, is full of verdant, quiet and elegant.
In the bamboo house, an old man with crane hair and a childish face sat on a futon, with a fairy wind and bones.
Suddenly, there was a "squeak" and the door was pushed open.
"Old man, why did you call me over?"
A teenager walked in with a big grin.
"Tianyang, pack up your things and prepare to go down the mountain tomorrow." Lao Dao said slowly.
The young man pouted when he heard this: "I'm in charge of laundry and cooking every day, and you can't live anymore when I'm gone?" β
But soon his eyes widened: "You bad old man, you can't really find a little girl to serve you, right?" β
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy was hit the head.
The old man was annoyed and angry: "Fart! This time down the mountain is something for you to do! β
The young man covered his forehead, bared his teeth and grinned, "After all, what are you doing?" What's the matter? β
Lao Dao snorted: "Don't worry, it's a good thing, when I was a child, Master and I ordered a family affair for you, and tomorrow you will go down the mountain to get married." β
"Cut!" The young man decisively refused: "Don't go, who knows what ugly things you arranged for me." β
But Lao Dao smiled mysteriously, took out a photo from his arms, and threw it to the boy.
"Okay, since you think so, then Master and I will go to the divorce later, and you can take one last look at your fiancΓ©e."
The young man took the photo with a suspicious face, glanced at it, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
I saw that in the photo was a stunning beauty, tall, concave and convex, and noble and glamorous.
"My wife is so beautiful! Old man, you said it earlier! We have been in the mountains for so many years, I am tired of seeing your face, so I will pack up my things and find my wife! β
With that, the boy turned his head and rushed out.
Lao Dao was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, with a wave of his robe sleeves, a silver light flew out, and he heard a cry of pain from outside the house, so he stroked his beard with satisfaction.
He was a master of both medicine and martial arts, a scholar of heaven and man, and lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years.
The boy's name is Chen Tianyang, an orphan who was taken to the mountains by him to practice since he was a child.
Although he is still young, he has almost mastered what he has learned all his life.
The medical skills have reached the point of shocking the world, and the martial arts have also reached a rare realm in the world.
Going down the mountain this time is like swimming in the sea, and I don't know how much wind and rain it will stir up.
......
A few days later, Guanghua City.
Chen Tianyang stood on the side of the road, scratching his head, a little helpless.
Although his medical skills are world-renowned and his martial arts are superb, he is still lost.
After all, this is his first time in a big city, and he is not familiar with life.
There is no choice but to ask for help from others.
At this time, a middle-aged man with a briefcase walked over.
Chen Tianyang's eyes lit up and he greeted him.
"Hello, how should the Star Group go?"
Seeing Chen Tianyang's rustic appearance, the other party frowned and subconsciously took a few steps back.
At the same time, he covered his mouth and nose, as if there was something dirty on Chen Tianyang's body.
The middle-aged man wanted to go around directly, and he didn't intend to waste time on this poor country boy at all.
But when he heard the name of the Star Group, his body suddenly shook and he stopped.
Star Group is a star enterprise in Guanghua City, and I heard that even security guards can earn nearly 10,000 a month, and there are many beauties in it.
Could it be that this kid went there to work?
The middle-aged man's attitude was a little better, and after pointing out the way to Chen Tianyang, he asked curiously, "Little brother, are you going to work there?" β
Chen Tianyang smiled and shook his head: "Of course not." β
The middle-aged man's face froze, and he was about to turn around and leave.
But then, I heard Chen Tianyang say again: "I'm going to find my wife." β
Hearing this, the middle-aged man changed his face like a change of face, and changed his face to a smiling face, and his flattery was mixed with envy, jealousy and hatred.
How can this kind of hillbilly still find a wife who works in the Star Group, why am I not so lucky?
The middle-aged man's heart was about to explode with jealousy, but his smile was very kind.
"I don't know what my brother and sister's names are? In which department do you want to do so? Maybe I know each other. β
As he spoke, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Chen Tianyang, his tone full of enthusiasm.
Although Chen Tianyang does not smoke, out of politeness, he still reached out to pick it up.
With a smug expression on his face, he said, "My wife is not in any department, she is the president of the Star Group, Su Muyu." β
As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man instantly became expressionless, and snatched the cigarette back from Chen Tianyang's hand.
At the same time, he spat on the ground fiercely, and scolded angrily: "Damn, I didn't expect to be fooled by a fool!" β
Thinking that he wanted to please this poor boy just now, the middle-aged man felt very ashamed.
Chen Tianyang was a little helpless, and explained: "Su Muyu was originally my wife, and we have been ...... since childhood."
But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a middle-aged man.
"Don't pee on yourself, people are presidents, no one picks up your clothes in the garbage, and you still want to be her husband?"
"It's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat, I'm afraid that I don't want my wife to go crazy and get mentally ill, right?"
How many people in Guanghua City don't know who Su Muyu is?
She is the president of the group at a young age, and she is beautiful, and she is the goddess of the city's upper circles.
How can these two people who are fundamentally two worlds have a relationship?