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Within her capabilities, Yang Jiaojiao still doesn't want to trouble Yan Wen, even though the two are now in a legitimate husband and wife relationship. Yan Wen coldly replied with two words, "As you wish." If the media and public relations were to find out about the mysterious head of the Yan family's flash marriage, it would surely cause a lot of trouble. Yan Wen is just too lazy to deal with it. Since she doesn't care about the title of Mrs. Yan and is indifferent to the world, she might as well let her be.
He feels a little lost! Yang Jiaojiao could sense the unhappiness in Yan Wen's tone, but didn't understand why he was unhappy. She wanted to ask him, but when they arrived at the villa, Yan Wen spoke up, "Get out of the car." "Oh," Yang Jiaojiao replied sullenly.
Yang Jiaojiao reached out to open the car door to get out, but at that moment, Yan Wen grabbed her arm and handed her a black card, saying, "Take it and spend it."
"I don't need it. I don't have anywhere to spend money right now, and besides, I still have some of the money Aunt Qing gave me that day," Yang Jiaojiao said with a smile, refusing to take his card.
Although the two were married, it was only to please his grandmother, not a real marriage. She couldn't take his money.
Yang Jiaojiao How could she have known that the card given by Yan Wen casually is a globally limited, unlimited credit, super black card symbolizing status and identity?! With this card, not to mention Hai-City, she can access all high-end venues on the entire planet without any obstacles! Although the words "take it and spend" casually spoken by Yan Wen are indeed very charming, Yang Jiaojiao is really embarrassed to use his card, as she has not yet entered the role of Yan Wen's "wife".
"I don't like nonsense," Yan Wen said coldly, giving her a glance. "My woman, Yan Wen, doesn't need to worry about money."
"Oh, okay..." Yang Jiaojiao thought, this person is really domineering.
She wasn't very familiar with Yan Wen's temperament yet, so it's better not to provoke him for now. Otherwise, the marriage certificate that was just obtained could immediately turn into a divorce certificate!
Her flash marriage husband is really unpredictable.
Yan Wen drove his car to the company in a hurry.
"Yan Wen, I know you have money, but we will get divorced one day, I can't spend your money recklessly!" Yang Jiaojiao added.
"Stop the car." Yan Wen ordered the driver without turning his head. Regardless of the location, Yan Wen's words were like a royal decree, and with his command, the driver quickly hit the brakes! The car abruptly stopped by the roadside.
The air menacing became very cold and quiet.
Yan Wen glanced at Yang Jiaojiao expressionlessly and quietly uttered two words, "Go down."
"Yan Wen, are you angry? What are you angry about?" Yang Jiaojiao looked at his dark face, clearly he was angry, but what was he angry about? It's inexplicable.
"He Wei, throw her down for me!" Yan Wen's tone grew colder, each word like an ice blade.
He Wei, who had been sitting silently in the Co-Driver seat, suddenly tensed up. After glancing sympathetically at Yang Jiaojiao, he said softly, "Yes, sir!"
Seeing that He Wei was really going to throw her out of the car, Yang Jiaojiao panicked and didn't dare to say more. She quickly opened the car door and got out.
After she stood firm, the car sped away, leaving behind a trail of dust that obscured Yang Jiaojiao's vision. When she looked again, the car had vanished without a trace.
Fast enough to escape!
Yang Jiaojiao was certain that Yan Wen was angry, but she couldn't figure out what Yan Wen was angry about.
Did she say something wrong? Yang Jiaojiao I just can't figure it out. Why did she menacing ask her to get out of the car?
What a strange and eccentric tyrant!
In the car, Yan Wen's face remained calm, as dark as water.
He Wei and the driver observed everything but dared not speak; they could only pretend to be breathing fossils in the car.
Yan Wen thought to herself, with such good conditions and marrying her so quickly, wouldn’t she cherish it?
On the first day, she was actually looking forward to a divorce? Damn!
Oh! A woman who doesn't know any better! This will let her know that I'm not so easy to talk to!
...
Yang Jiaojiao was left by Yan Wen halfway and had to wait a long time before catching a car.
When she returned to the villa, it was already dark outside. Seeing Yang Jiaojiao coming back, Aunt Qing quickly put down what she was doing and asked with concern, "Miss, where did you go? You were drugged last night, is there still any effect? Does your head still hurt?" Yang Jiaojiao shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you Aunt Qing."
"Last night, you ruined the young master's clothes. If it were someone else, the young master would have been furious!" Aunt Qing said with a smile, "Miss, the young master truly loves you!"
"I ruined her clothes?" Yang Jiaojiao frowned. Upon reflection, she realized that after taking the medicine last night, her body had become feverish and she must have moved around carelessly, not paying attention to her appearance. Thinking of this, Yang Jiaojiao couldn't help but blush.
"Yes, the young master was busy all night trying to help you get rid of the effects of the medicine!" Aunt Qing held Yang Jiaojiao's hand and said gently, "Miss, please don't go out casually in the future, the young master will worry."
Yang Jiaojiao was a little embarrassed by Aunt Qing's words, nodded, and said, "Aunt Qing, I understand. Has Yan Wen come back yet?"
"Not yet."
"Oh. Then I'll go upstairs first."
"Alright, miss, I'll call you for dinner later."
In fact, Yan Wen did not return that night.
On their wedding night, a husband not coming home would concern any bride, but Yang Jiaojiao felt it was no big deal. After all, they were in a contractual marriage; Yan Wen was merely her nominal "husband," and she had no right to question why Yan Wen was not home.
After taking a bath at night, Yang Jiaojiao lay in bed.
Clearly very tired, but just couldn't fall asleep.
The quiet of the night is the best time for contemplation.
What is Yang Jiaojiao thinking at this moment? A series of fantasy scenes flashed through her mind, such as Aunt Qing saying that Yan Wen brought her back and took care of her all night. It was him who brought her back again.
In just a few days, Yang Jiaojiao couldn't even count how many times he had hugged her!
She even ruined his clothes, such nice clothes, and Yan Wen cares so much about his appearance, yet he didn't throw her out?
Yang Jiaojiao remembered the empty glass on the bedside table when she woke up in the morning, probably the honey lemonade that Yan Wen fed her.
Upon further thought, Yan Wen's personality is a bit strange, but he is still a warm person. And the shirt in the trash can... um, he probably got too lazy to iron it again, so he just threw it away. Yang Jiaojiao took out her phone, opened a text message, and composed a grateful message, but when it came time to send it, she deleted it word by word.
Today he was so fierce, telling her to get out of the car. He definitely didn't want to talk to her. Why did she have to bring this upon herself?
Yang Jiaojiao took out the marriage certificate again, looking at this different red booklet, she still felt like she was dreaming, she really got married!
But this news cannot be told to her own family yet. Her father Yang Zhongxing is out of the question. Apart from having a blood relationship with him, there is no affection between them at all!
Her son Yank was also uncertain about telling. When returning home, it had already been agreed that this time they would cut off contact for several months, even up to a year. Only in this way could she possibly establish herself in Hai City, and then bring her son back to live in Hai City. Kelin felt helpless about this, but he respected Yang Jiaojiao very much.
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