Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 22 The one who survives is the winner
Lu Cheng didn't answer immediately. His deep eyes traced Jiang Moli's facial features, carefully tracing them before he spoke in a low voice:
"The first time I saw you, I was attracted to you and wanted to marry you."

"Aroused by sex?"

"It was love at first sight, I guess."

In Jiang Moli's opinion, there is no difference between the two, but she doesn't care.

She herself is not a good person either, she is just a greedy and lustful person.

She refused to be short, fat, poor and ugly if Lu Cheng had any of these characteristics.

"So, you're fine, right?"

"I don't have the final say on this. You have to check it yourself."

Nothing could be seen on Lu Cheng's face, but his red ears clearly revealed his shyness and embarrassment.

He is the typical person who appears to be as calm as an old dog on the surface, but is actually very panicked inside.

Jiang Moli was so tempted by the contrast in the man that she wished she could have sex with him tonight.

"Since we are already a legal couple, do I have to move in with you?"

Lu Cheng didn't answer the question directly. Instead, he started the car and chatted with her: "What do you think of the food for lunch today?"

"is acceptable."

"If you don't mind, our wedding banquet will be held at Guanghua, according to the standards of today's noon."

"can."

"How about setting the date for the 20th?"

Today is the 16th, and there are only four days left until the 20th.

Perhaps fearing that Jiang Moli would misunderstand that he had set the date hastily and insincerely, Lu Cheng explained, "I'm going back to the army on the 21st. We'd like to get married sooner. You can move into my house first. I've seen your house. It only has two rooms and no fan. It's crowded and hot."

This is exactly what Jiang Moli is worried about.

Only the outer room of the Jiang family, that is, Jiang Dahai's room, is equipped with a ceiling fan. The inner room where she and Jiang Qing live is small and has a double iron bed, so there is no space for a ceiling fan. In addition, the ventilation is poor, and it is as stuffy as a pigeon cage in the summer.

She asked Lu Cheng, "Is your house big?"

"It's okay. It's a remodel of an old western-style house. We live on the first floor. There are four rooms, two living rooms, and a yard. My parents live in one room, my cousin's aunt lives in another, and the rest are empty."

Jiang Moli's eyes lit up, "Does your room have a ceiling fan?"

"Yes, my family bought a TV last year. I can watch TV when I'm bored in the evening."

Jiang Moli's eyes lit up again and again, "Can you move the TV into my room?"

How wonderful it would be to lie in bed and watch TV.

"No."

"Tsk, what you call love at first sight, that's all."

Jiang Moli actually knew that her request was unreasonable, but her personality was such that she would make a fuss even if it was unreasonable.

Lu Cheng looked at her helplessly with his eyes downcast: "Mom has to watch TV too. Do you want her to watch TV in our room every night?"

"Then why can't you buy another one?"

"I'll ask someone about it someday."

Jiang Moli didn't actually have to watch TV, but the man's attitude obviously made her very satisfied.

The charm of an elderly person lies in the fact that he looks at you helplessly at a certain moment, and you later realize that this is a sign of his self-degradation.

"Let's take the meal to your brother first, then we'll go to the department store and buy some wedding supplies."

Jiang Moli had no objection.

Looking at the jeep passing by, Jiang Qing's eyes became gloomy.

She and Zhang Jiaming were not far behind Jiang Moli and Lu Cheng, and saw them get into the jeep with their own eyes.

Zhang Jiaming originally wanted to give her a ride, but she refused.

She can take advantage of anyone, but she doesn't want to and is unwilling to take advantage of Jiang Moli.

The current glory is nothing; the one who laughs last is the winner.

Lu Cheng is also a fool. He fell in love with a fool like Jiang Moli. Sooner or later, he will be implicated and lose his job, just like Zhang Jiaming in his previous life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qing felt much better.

"Xiaoqing, where do you want to go shopping?"

Hearing Zhang Jiaming's question, Jiang Qing answered casually: "Let's find a place to sit for a while. It's so hot, you'll be sweating all over after walking around, and it's easy to spend money recklessly." Hearing her say that, Zhang Jiaming laughed heartily.

"My mother is still worried. She said that since you are a city girl, she is afraid that you will despise my poor family conditions. She wants to lend you money to raise a betrothal gift of 66. I told her that you don't care about these empty gifts. If you despise the poor and love the rich, you won't marry me."

Jiang Qing felt a tightness in her stomach.

In order to make Zhang Jiaming and the Zhang family think that she is better than Jiang Moli, she has always deliberately shown her diligence, ambition and hard work.

But in fact, she is not as indifferent to fame and fortune as she seems.

She also wants to save face and be respected and affirmed.

"Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Jiang Qing's red eyes, Zhang Jiaming couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Jia Ming, do you know how much ridicule I will suffer for an 8 yuan betrothal gift? I'm not as noble as you think. I also need to be respected and cared for. Yes, I was the one who said I didn't want a betrothal gift, but I was understanding and didn't want to put too much pressure on you. But as a man, shouldn't you also consider me and do your best to give me some dignity?"

Zhang Jiaming looked flustered. "I, I didn't think that much. Don't cry."

Jiang Qing lowered her head and wiped her tears.

In Zhang Jiaming's mind, Jiang Qing has always been strong, never complaining about hardship or tiredness, and rarely cries.

Standing in front of him at this moment, his silent sobbing appearance was so pitiful that Zhang Jiaming felt both distressed and guilty.

"Xiaoqing, I was wrong. I'm sorry for making you feel wronged. When I get back, I'll ask my mom to borrow money to get you the 66, no, 88 yuan betrothal gift, okay?"

Jiang Qing wiped away her tears and raised her head.

Although the red eyes revealed the woman's fragility, her eyes revealed a firm light.

"No need. Your kindness is enough. Jiaming, what I care about is not money, but your heart for me."

Zhang Jiaming was so moved by Jiang Qing's understanding that he wanted to give her his heart.

"Xiaoqing, don't worry, I will work hard to earn military merit and let you live a good life as soon as possible."

"Jiaming, I believe you."

Jiang Qing looked at him tenderly. "You are a responsible man, down-to-earth and motivated, and quite intelligent. You will definitely achieve great things in the future, and you will be no worse than anyone else."

These words of encouragement were undoubtedly a shot in the arm for Zhang Jiaming, who came from a poor family and lived at the bottom of society. They made Zhang Jiaming secretly swear in his heart that he must fight for a good future.

……

"Knock knock."

Hearing the knock on the door, Lu Dezhao said without even looking up: "Come in."

He didn't look up until he heard the wrong footsteps. Seeing An Hui, he was surprised. "Why are you here?"

An Hui was annoyed. "Can't I come? I'll leave now."

"Hey, wait a minute."

Lu Dezhao hurried forward to stop the man and closed the office door.

"Look at you, you're being suspicious again, aren't you? I was just asking casually. Okay, sit down. I'll make you some tea myself. What would you like to drink?"

"Drink shit, I'm so angry."

"Calm down and speak slowly."

Lu Dezhao offered her his own cup of tea and asked, "Is your marriage proposal going smoothly?"

An Hui took two sips of tea before speaking, "The marriage is done."

"How's that girl?"

Although Lu Dezhao did not show up, he was just pretending. In fact, he was always worried about her and was even absent-minded at work.

"that's it."

"What's that like?"

An Hui placed Lu Dezhao's porcelain teacup on the coffee table without hesitation. "He looks okay, but his upbringing isn't great. It's pretty close to what you found out."

Lu Dezhao was not surprised, as the organization's background checks were very rigorous.

He asked about Jiang Moli's family again.

When two families get married, the character of the father-in-law and mother-in-law is also very important.

(End of this chapter)