After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

"How familiar are you?" Qin Ce glanced at him.

Jiang Wang raised his head very proudly and raised his hand to make an 'eight' sign. Let me tell you, I can change eight girlfriends a month.

Yang Han sneered: "You are so cheating. Believe it or not, I asked my aunt to stop your card to see if you still have eight cards in a month!"

Jiang Wang shrank his neck and said with a smile: "I'm joking, brother Ce, but what I say is true. What kind of trouble have you encountered? I promise to solve it for you!"

Qin Ce glanced at Jiang Wang suspiciously.

Seeing that he was eager to give it a try, Yang Han hurriedly dissuaded him: "Old Qin, think twice! Don't let the time come."

"Cousin, how do you have the right to speak in this? Do you know women better than me?"

"..." Yang Han rolled his eyes and smiled angrily.

"Tell me first." Qin Ce ignored the quarrel between the two and focused on Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang immediately became excited and said seriously: "Throw money!"

"..."

"Pfft..." Yang Han couldn't help but laugh, "Look, I said it all."

Jiang Wang was anxious, "Why are you laughing? It's just a matter of throwing money."

He waved to the beautiful girl singing over there, "Come here."

The beauty quickly stood up, came to Jiang Wang's side, and sat down obediently.

Jiang Wang took out a bank card from his pocket and said, "There are 50 in it. Be my girlfriend."

The girl was a little stunned, but then she changed into a happy expression, "Really, really?"

"Do you take it seriously?"

"Dangdangdang!"

The girl said that she was about to get the card, but Jiang Wang took the card back first. He said, "I'm just going to be a demonstration. It's none of your business. Go back."

The woman's face froze, and she felt angry, but she didn't dare to express it.

You're so damn stingy, you're a rich second generation and you can't even part with 50 yuan.

In fact, it's not to blame Jiang Wang for being stingy. It's true that he is a rich second generation, but he really doesn't have that much money. His monthly pocket money is fixed.

Unlike Yang Han, Yang Han works in his own company and has real power, so his wealth is free.

All the cars in Jiang Wang's name were purchased in the name of the company and were not considered his own.

Most of the time, he gets money from Yang Han, and all his girlfriends rely on Yang Han for support.

Jiang Wang also gave Qin Ce a lot of ideas, but they were all bad ideas and were of no use against Qiao Xing.

If it was really that simple, wouldn't it be better if he just revealed his identity?

You don’t even have to throw money at it.

But Qin Ce vaguely felt that if he really wanted to do this, it would be a waste of time.

People who have no emotional foundation will just leave at the drop of a hat.

Qin Ce paused. He realized what he was thinking, his face darkened, he picked up the wine on the table and drank it all.

The hot liquid slid down his throat, pushing away the suffocating air that was stuck in his throat.

He put down his wine glass, stood up and said, "I'm leaving first, you guys can take your time and play."

"Hey, are you leaving just now?" Yang Han grabbed his arm, "Brother, I risked my life to carry Xiao Lin out, and you just left me alone?"

"Then what do you want?"

Yang Han stiffened his neck and spat out, "You have to send me back no matter what, help me cover up!"

Qin Ce looked at him quietly, with a bit of disgust in his eyes.

Yang Han smiled angrily and said: "Don't look at me like that. If I look at you like this tonight, you are not far away from living a life like me!"

Qin Ce seemed to have heard some joke. He raised his chin and said condescendingly: "Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen."

"Really? Let's see. Send me back quickly!"

In the end, Qin Ce sent him back.

When Xiao Lin saw that it was Qin Ce who sent him back, she didn't say anything. She nodded to Qin Ce and thanked him, "Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Qin."

"It's okay, take care of him."

"I know, then I won't send it to you." Xiao Lin still had no expression on her face, but glanced at Yang Han, who was pretending to be drunk on the sofa.

After Qin Ce left, Xiao Lin ignored Yang Han. She sat next to Yang Han, folding her hands on her chest, "Still pretending?"

Yang Han froze, he opened his eyes carefully, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Daughter-in-law, I...I was wrong."

Xiao Lin looked sideways at him, "You don't have to apologize. You can play if you want. There's no need to explain to me. I'm not interested in your affairs."

Listening to her lukewarm tone, Yang Han felt an unknown fire rising in his heart, and he got up from the sofa.

"No, you're not interested in me either, so why are you marrying me?"

Maybe it was because of drinking that he became a lot more courageous, and the resentment in his heart also surged out.

If Xiao Lin hadn't been putting on a dead face all day long, would he have gone out to drink?

Xiao Lin said matter-of-factly: "Of course it's for marriage, is it because of love?"

"Even if we are married, we have been married for almost four years, right? Do you seriously have no feelings for me at all?"

Xiao Lin looked at him indifferently, "Then you have feelings for me after you spend all your time outside having fun?"

"I……"

Xiao Lin suddenly stood up and said: "Yang Han, if you feel that this marriage makes you very wronged, then I still say the same thing, you can file for divorce at any time, and I will handle it from your parents' side."

"you……"

Yang Han was speechless. He looked at his wife's cold eyes, and felt as if a cool breeze came in, and his heart was frozen.

After being silent for a long time, Yang Han took her hand and said pitifully: "Daughter-in-law, I was wrong. I have a bad mouth. Don't be the same as me. Please be nice to me. I don't want to divorce you."

Xiao Lin said: "Yang Han, don't lie to yourself. Do you really like me? Isn't it your man's desire to conquer that is at work?"

"Of course not!" Yang Han retorted.

"No, you are. If I greet you with a smile every day and devote all my attention to you, you will only find me boring."

Yang Han hurriedly explained: "Don't talk nonsense, these are all your guesses."

"Really? You think I'm ignoring you, so you go out and drink to get my attention. If you really like me, no matter if I ignore you or not, you won't do such a thing. Zhong can’t even show the most basic respect, do you still think this is my guess?”

"Then I won't go anymore..." Yang Han suddenly started to feel guilty.

As Xiao Lin said, apart from appearing to be afraid of her, he didn't take any practical actions, and his fear of Xiao Lin was only based on the pressure from his parents.

To put it bluntly, he was just too lazy to give and to impress Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin shook off his hand and said, "It's up to you, I'm going to sleep."

Yang Han scratched his head irritably and fell on the sofa, bored to death.

Qiao Xing is still waiting for Qin Ce at home. She is afraid that it is so late and he still goes to the company. Is it Han Yan who is looking for him?

Just as he was thinking of this, Qin Ce came back.

He walked to the bed and without taking off his clothes and shoes, he fell directly next to Qiao Xing and held Qiao Xing in his arms.

Qiao Xing asked about the smell of alcohol on his body and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"