Feng Ziyu is the third eldest son of the Song family. She has been missing for eighteen years and grew up in a remote town in the southwest. Apart from having an innocent little white face, she has no special talents. She has not inherited half of the Song family's high IQ genes.
She was ordinary, but after returning to the Song family, she became the group favorite.
So when the eldest cousin faced a marriage with a wealthy family and was in great pain, she stood up softly and said, "Isn't it right, as long as she is a daughter of the Song family?"
Zhong Wenyan, the eldest son of the Zhong family in northern Beijing, is a top-notch young master in the elite circle. He is elegant and calm, with a cold face and a cold look. At a glance, people think - Mo Shang is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.
However, everyone who knows him knows that he looks gentle but is actually cold-hearted and the most ruthless of the young masters.
On the day Feng Ziyu married him, she felt the indifference in his bones.
On the wedding night, he said calmly: "In this marriage, I can give you nothing except money."
Feng Ziyu: "..."
Master Zhong is such a good person!
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she went to Yonghe Temple to worship the Buddha and offer incense. She knelt devoutly in front of the main hall, clasped her hands and muttered: "Feng Ziyu, a faithful woman, does not ask for a trace of true love, but only asks that Zhong Wenyan can give me 100 million after the divorce!"
Young Master Zhong stood behind the palace wall painted with vermilion paint. His cold and noble face was visibly darker by three points. His friends beside him were suppressing laughter and showing internal injuries.
In the second year after their marriage, Feng Ziyu learned that Zhong Wenyan had a childhood sweetheart, Bai Yueguang, who was about to return to China.
She calculated the money she had gotten from Zhong Wenyan this year. It was eight figures, that's it.
So she took the initiative to file for divorce and thoughtfully took the responsibility on herself.
"Let's get a divorce. My first love will return to China soon. I thought about it again and again, but love is more important."
Zhong Wenyan loosened his tie with one hand: "Don't want 100 million?"
Feng Ziyu smiled: "You can be happy without money as long as you can be with the one you love."
Zhong Wenyan leaned over and put his mouth on her lips: "Ten billion, stay with me for another hundred years."
Late at night, Feng Ziyu stretched out his sweaty hands to push him, and with a god-level white face, he said something like a tiger or a wolf: "Your 10 billion won't be the ones in the trash can, right?"
Zhong Wenyan laughed angrily and rubbed her hard: "If you still have the strength to speak, then continue."
Feng Ziyu was so angry that he ran back to the Song family. The elegant and calm young master was just a wolf in human skin. At night, he was no longer a human being!
Young Master Zhong knows the taste of food. He comes to the Song family to be a human being during the day, and comes to the Song family to make love as a dog (bu shi) at night.
"Baby, 10 billion has been transferred to you. I also bought the yacht you like. The new gemstone necklace is still waiting for you to wear. Go back. The sound insulation here is not good."
Rabbit-type little girl with white flowers x wolf-type rich man
Intention: Love the breeze and the bright moon, love the mountains and rivers, love the fireworks in the world, and love yourself even more.