After a flash marriage, I found out that my husband was a wealthy man

In more than a year since she received the certificate, she had not been to Gu Heng's parents' house, and Gu Heng had never mentioned it.

She knew that Gu Heng's parents didn't like her, and their identities were too mysterious.

It saves a lot of trouble if you don't go. It's quite tiring to act in front of people all the time.

But now Gu Heng offered to take her back for dinner, which made her confused.

"Why do you suddenly want to take me back for dinner? Isn't it appropriate?"

Gu Heng didn't answer and asked: "What's inappropriate?"

Jiang Qiyue thought Gu Heng understood the meaning of her words, but ended up asking her what was inappropriate?

There are too many inappropriate ones.

"Mr. Gu, we are just pretending to be married. We have to act when we go to your house. Aren't you tired? Besides, we are about to get the divorce certificate, and there is no need to go to your house. Mr. Gu, am I right?"

Gu Heng held the steering wheel tightly and stared at the road ahead. He knew that Jiang Qiyue was right and that he was not acting on a whim.

He pursed his lips and said, "My mother wants to see you."

"What does your mother want to see me for?" Jiang Qiyue asked and suddenly thought of the plot in the novel. In order to make the heroine leave the hero, the hero's mother threw a check to the heroine, and then condescendingly asked the heroine to take the money. leave.

Why do you think that such a bloody thing would happen to her?

She said: "I know your mother doesn't like me very much, and I guess what your mother wants to see me do."

Gu Heng's eyes paused when he heard this. He didn't know what Jiang Qiyue was thinking. How could he think that his mother didn't like her?

"You think too much."

Jiang Qiyue didn't think she was overthinking. She had noticed it when she met Pei Wanwan for the first time. She could still tell whether she liked it or not.

"I'm overthinking it, so why does your mother see me?"

Gu Heng said: "Let's eat together."

Jiang Qiyue: "..."

Why does she feel like it's the Hongmen Banquet?

"must go?"

"Ah."

Jiang Qiyue heard Gu Heng's answer. It seemed that she had to eat this meal. She hadn't seen Pei Wanwan for a long time. If she really just asked her to leave her son, it would be easier to solve. "All right."

Gu Heng was not busy today and stayed in Yunjin Huating all day.

Jiang Qiyue looked at Gu Heng sitting on the sofa drinking tea, but still couldn't understand why he still lived in Yunjin Huating.

She walked over and Gu Heng poured her a cup of tea. It was freshly brewed and the tea was fragrant.

She held the tea cup and took a sip. The tea was slightly bitter but had a sweet aftertaste.

Gu Heng waited for her to finish drinking, then poured her another cup, "This tea is my grandpa's favorite. Every year I get a few kilograms of this tea."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiyue looked at the tea in his hand and was a little surprised, "Is this tea rare?"

Gu Heng said: "Of course, my grandpa planted tea for my grandpa before she passed away. Since grandma passed away, grandpa has grown it himself and can produce eight to ten kilograms of tea every year."

Jiang Qiyue did not expect that her grandfather, the richest man in the world, would drink tea grown by himself, which somewhat subverted her perception.

"Then why didn't I see the tea garden in the manor?"

"Not in the manor, but in Mingshan." Gu Heng paused after saying it, because he said it casually and let it slip.

Mingshan is no ordinary mountain.

No one in Jiangcheng doesn't know Mingshan, it's in a rich area.

Jiang Qiyue was stunned for a moment when he heard Mingshan, and looked at Gu Heng with doubts. Seeing his calm look, he probably let something slip.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding and did not continue this topic.

In the evening, Gu Heng took Jiang Qiyue home for dinner.

Pei Wanwan only found out that his son was bringing his daughter-in-law back for dinner an hour in advance.

I don’t know what kind of medicine my son is selling in his gourd.

Good night spicy!