Halfway through, Jiang Zhiwei called Jiang Qiuhua.

Hearing that his son-in-law was going to come to the door, Jiang Qiuhua and his family hurriedly cleaned up and got busy.

As soon as the fruit was washed, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Zhiwei and Fu Shiche stood at the door with large bags and small gift boxes.

The mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law and likes it more and more, Fu Shiche is handsome and chic, and his aura is lofty, and he is not an ordinary person at first glance.

Jiang Qiuhua happily took the gift, disgusted, "Come on, bring something!" ”

Jiang Baisong also helped on the side, "Yes, Xiaofu, don't be so wasteful next time." ”

The prince was called Xiaofu for the first time, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it, but he quickly used the set of treats in the commercial field to coax the two elders of the Jiang family to the point that their mouths couldn't close.

Jiang Zhiwei was peeling apples on the side, looking at her husband while peeling, the more she looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

Just the two long legs bent in front of the sofa made her unable to take her eyes off.

If you don't wear pants and get stains, Jiang Zhiwei will have some colored pictures in his mind.

"Weiwei, Weiwei!"

Jiang Qiuhua stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, "What do you think, go and open the door!" ”

The doorbell rang incessantly.

Jiang Zhiwei blushed and put down the apple, rubbed his face with both hands, and walked to the door.

"Who?"

As soon as the door opened, the four eyes met, Jiang Zhiwei was dumbfounded, it was really time to retribution.

Fu Shiche's white moonlight had just left, and her suitor came to the door.

"Weiwei, what's the matter, I won't answer your call!"

As soon as they heard the voice, Jiang Qiuhua and Jiang Baisong exchanged glances, and their faces became a little unnatural.

These small movements naturally did not escape Fu Shiche's eyes, he quietly picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Now there is a lot of excitement to watch.

Jiang Zhiwei was two big, and said irritably, "I have already made it clear on the phone that we are not suitable!" ”

The other party's tone was hurried, "How inappropriate, your parents are very satisfied with me, and even the engagement money has been collected, your family can't turn their faces and deny people!" ”

What! Engagement money!

When her head hit Jiang Zhiwei's head, she didn't react, her thin eyebrows frowned slightly, "What engagement money, when did my family receive your money?" ”

When the other party saw it, Jiang Zhiwei was obviously kept in the dark, and he was more confident, and shouted loudly, "Uncle Jiang, Aunt Jiang, don't you come out to explain?" ”

Jiang Qiuhua, who was cued, walked to the door embarrassedly under the gaze of his son-in-law.

Jiang Zhiwei grabbed Jiang Qiuhua's arm and said anxiously, "Mom, you quickly explain, what engagement money?" ”

Jiang Qiuhua said honestly, "I thought that you and Xiao Zhao could become successful, and your father received 20,000 yuan from his family." ”

Jiang Zhiwei almost fainted, "Twenty thousand yuan, Dad, you can really do it!" ”

Jiang Baisong knew that he was at a loss, so he didn't dare to fight back, and muttered in a low voice, "You hold your mobile phone every day, I thought you were chatting with Xiao Zhao." ”

Jiang Zhiwei and Zhao Shuai met on a blind date, and after meeting for the first time, Jiang Zhiwei clearly rejected him.

Zhao Shuai does not give up, Jiang Zhiwei is one in a million regardless of figure or appearance.

He stalked her and pestered her in every way.

Zhao Shuai's family conditions are good, knowing that Jiang Zhiwei's parents love money more than their daughter, he snorted coldly, and said with the victory in hand, "Jiang Zhiwei, your father accepted my family's money, and you have to agree if you don't agree." ”

"She's married." A deep voice rang out.

Several people at the door were stunned, and Jiang Zhiwei subconsciously looked at the sofa.

Fu Shiche walked straight over with two long legs.

The man has excellent looks and temperament, and is even a little familiar, Zhao Shuai can't remember where he has seen him for a while.

The anger of the sky is greater than reason.

After chasing a woman for so long, she was robbed of her love, Zhao Shuai's two small eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Where did you come from?" ”

Fu Shiche was quite unhappy, he was also scolded for his little white face in the café yesterday, it seems that he hasn't been to the gym recently, and his eight-pack abs are not very obvious.

Jiang Zhiwei felt a tightness on her waist, and a hot hand wrapped around her thin waist.

A cold voice in her ear said, "I'm her husband." ”

Jiang Zhiwei raised his head and met a pair of bottomless black eyes, which made people fall.

Zhao Shuai looked at him in disbelief, "I don't believe it, it's impossible to marry you." ”

Fu Shiche didn't plan to mess with him, so he directly opened the photo album on his mobile phone and handed it to him.

Jiang Zhiwei and his inch photo, below is the marriage certificate stamped with the official seal.

Zhao Shuai was dumbfounded, staring at the photo, trying to find a flaw in the false evidence.

It's a pity, it's like a fake.

Fu Shiche took back his phone and looked at him coldly, Zhao Shuai was a little stunned by his gloomy gaze.

Jiang Zhiwei said to the side, "Your father received money from my family, I must figure out this account." ”

Jiang Zhiwei turned on his phone, directly transferred 20,000 yuan to him, and gritted his teeth and said, "Get out." ”

Zhao Shuai dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, glared at her fiercely, and fled in disgrace.

The hot hand on his waist rubbed lightly, Jiang Zhiwei knew that he was comforting himself, and smiled at him helplessly.

Shame on me and my grandmother's house.

Jiang Zhiwei was angry, stuffed a few clothes and daily necessities into the suitcase, and moved to Fu Shiche's house.

Originally, she didn't plan to move so soon, but her parents' actions really made her angry, so they asked them to reflect at home.

Fu Shiche's house is in a prime location, with three bedrooms and one living room, finely decorated, spacious and bright.

The house is not very inhabited, everything is new, and there are many additions that need to be added.

Jiang Zhiwei frowned and counted his small treasury, he just took out 20,000 yuan, and there was not much left.

Although Fu Shiche said that she didn't need AA, she couldn't leave a dime, he bought the house and car, and she was responsible for buying some daily necessities and daily expenses.

After checking the navigation, the house is very close to her company, ten minutes by car.

When she sells her little broken car, she buys a little donkey and raises two cars at the same time, which is too expensive.

Jiang Zhi thought to himself secretly, took out his mobile phone to open the second-hand website, and found a few photos of the small broken car to hang up.

After dinner and a simple bath, Jiang Zhiwei sat on the sofa and watched TV idly.

Fu Shiche stayed in the study and didn't come out, glancing at the closed door, Jiang Zhiwei pursed his lips, he was really a workaholic.

Who knew that in the next second, the workaholic came from the next room, shirtless, with a bath towel loosely tied between his waist and hips, and one hand wiping his wet hair.

A well-proportioned and sturdy figure, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, smooth muscle lines, and undried water droplets follow the texture of the skin, glide over the waist, and slowly flow downward.

The tall and sexy body slowly walked towards her, Jiang Zhiwei's heart beat like thunder, and even his breathing became short.

The fragrance after bathing gradually penetrated into his nasal cavity, and some pictures unconsciously appeared in Jiang Zhiwei's mind.

The man's slippers touched the tips of her toes and stopped.

Suddenly, it went dark.