There is a rumor circulating in Ancheng recently. It is said that the granddaughter who inherited Mrs. Yun's hundred billion inheritance from the Yun family has returned from that remote and poor mountain valley.
And, there is another rumor that is even worse than this. I only heard that before she passed away, Mrs. Yun had arranged a marriage for her granddaughter. She was the unspeakable person of the Fu family, the real leader of the Fu family.
They say the rumors are not trustworthy.
How is this possible?
In fact... Nothing is impossible.
In order to successfully inherit the inheritance, Xu Huan married Fu Chuji, a contract marriage for two years.
The wedding was grand and grand, making others envious.
The noble lady of Anjo was jealous and looked down on her background.
Everyone knows that Xu Huan was able to marry Fu Chuji only because the deceased Mrs. Yun asked for it, and Fu Chuji got married reluctantly.
At a dinner party, everyone began to show off their husband's love for themselves to Xu Huan.
Mrs. Liu of Nantian Shipping said sweetly: "Oh, my husband bought me several bags yesterday. They are out of print. It's difficult. It costs hundreds of dollars in total. Even if I said I didn't want them, he had to buy them for me."
Xu Huan: "I have money, I will buy it myself."
Mrs. Gong of the Shengchuan Hotel felt distressed: "The guy at my house just bought me a necklace worth tens of millions a while ago, and said he would buy me a matching bracelet and earrings at the next auction!"
Xu Huan: "I have money, I will shoot it myself."
Mrs. Lin from Oriental Shipbuilding was distressed: "Hey, your husband still loves you, but my family can't do it. He doesn't understand the romance. Every time he gives me those antiques and paintings, I don't understand them, so I can only leave them, and put them in a whole room."
Xu Huan's eyes lit up: "It happens that my husband also loves antique paintings. If you don't like it, Mrs. Lin, why don't you give it to me, I have the money!"
Mrs. Liu & Mrs. Gong & Mrs. Lin:......
At the banquet, Xu Huan single-handedly fought against a group of females.
Word spread quickly.
After returning home in the evening, I remembered that in bed, Fu Chuji pressed Xu Huan down and asked with a low smile: "Mrs. Fu, you are so rich, what else do you want me to do?"
Xu Huan pinched his waist with eight-pack abs after a while: "... Doing AI?"
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Intention: Love must be firm and don't hesitate.