Throwing the marriage certificate back into the suitcase, Jiang Wanwan took out her wallet, which contained her ID card and a bunch of bank cards. I took a look at the date of birth on my ID card, and found that I actually had the same birthday as me, but was ten years younger than me.
Jiang Wanwan really smiled helplessly this time. She was 23 years old when she started her own business, and now she has returned to this point with nothing.
No, it's not like she has nothing. She now has a debt of 50 million, and a marriage certificate that is the same as the deed of sale.
Jiang Wanwan sighed dejectedly, returned to the bedroom with her cell phone and sat on the bay window. After pressing the switch button, the camera automatically unlocked by recognizing her face. Jiang Wanwan clicked on the 99 messages prompted by WeChat, and the avatars inside flashed into a ball.
Jiang Wanwan read them one by one. Basically, they were all envy and blessings from her best friends. I don’t know if the relationship is plastic or not, but the blessings seemed quite sincere anyway.
When she turned to the bottom, Jiang Wanwan saw that the name of one of the WeChat messages was Silia. Her hand stopped and clicked on the profile picture.
If she remembered correctly, the plastic best friend who introduced Jiang Wanwan to the pretty girl in the novel was named Silia.
Opening Silia's dialog box, unlike other people's blessings that filled the screen, she first apologized and said that she was not feeling well and did not attend the wedding, and then said that she had prepared a wedding gift for her and wanted to deliver it to her door in person.
Jiang Wanwan did not reply to her. Instead, she scrolled up and checked the previous chat history between the two of them. Only then did she realize that this "best friend" had just been added as a friend last month, and the first sentence Silia sent was: " You are sister Wanwan who is engaged to brother Heming, I am his sister."
Judging from the content of the chat, the original owner was quite wary at first. After all, she was already engaged to Xi Heming at that time and knew that he was an only child and had no sister at all. But I have to say that Si Liya is very good at reading people's hearts. During the chat, she mentioned from time to time that she already had a boyfriend, and often showed off her affection. However, she only listened to her talk the whole time. Even the photo of Zhang and her boyfriend was... Never posted it.
After the original owner lowered his guard, Siliya mentioned stories about Xi Heming's childhood and school days. The original owner knew very little about Xi Heming's affairs, but seeing that Siliya was willing to take the initiative to tell her these things, he really regarded her as a good person. He soon opened up his heart and became good friends with Silia. Not only did the two of them often make appointments to go shopping and have afternoon tea, Jiang Wanwan also told Siya that Xi Heming was very cold towards her.
As a caring "best friend", Silia always gave her advice. She went to the company to deliver chicken soup, took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and took many precautions against female secretaries. These were all her tips. The original owner was quite simple. He had just graduated and had little love experience. Not only did he believe Silia's suggestion, he also implemented it thoroughly.
Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but cover her forehead and let out a long sigh. The original owner was really a solid-eyed child. With Xi Heming's cold and cold demeanor, he probably hated the most women who took the initiative to throw themselves into his arms. These tricks were directed at him. It's strange that he can have a good impression on the original owner if he uses it on his body.
Jiang Wanwan looked through the chat history again and couldn't help but laugh when she saw that the original owner invited Si Liya to be the bridesmaid. She must have been furious when she saw the news. She didn't want to be the bridesmaid. She obviously wanted to be the bridesmaid. Be a bride!
After Jiang Wanwan finished watching the chat between the two, she was about to close the chat interface when Silia sent a voice message. Jiang Wanwan clicked on it, and a pitiful and delicate female voice came out from it: "Wanwan , are you angry because I didn’t go to your wedding today? I was really uncomfortable in the morning. But I feel better now. I want to go to your house to personally deliver the wedding gifts I prepared for you. For you guys."
Jiang Wanwan almost laughed out loud. This Silia was really too shameless. Was she eager to get close to Xi Heming as her "best friend"? She was not the original owner, so she naturally didn't believe Silia's lies about being friends with Xi Heming and being as close as brother and sister since they were young.
From Xi Heming's current demeanor, you can guess that he was a difficult master to get along with when he was a child. People his own age may not be able to make friends with him. It's strange that a girl seven or eight years younger than him can be as close to him as a brother and sister. If the two of them really had such a good relationship as Siliya said, then she wouldn't have to worry about herself and would have dragged Xi Heming to get married long ago.
Looking at the voice from Silia, Jiang Wanwan curled her lips and replied according to the tone of the original owner: "My dear, I want you to come too, but He Ming said he doesn't like outsiders coming to the house, and I can't do anything about him. You have a good relationship with him, and you talk about him, how can he be so pretentious!"
After the message was sent out, Silia didn't reply for a long time, so she was probably very angry. Jiang Wanwan sneered. Although she had no interest in Xi Heming and had no intention of maintaining the marriage, it did not mean that she would give up Xi Heming to Siliya.
Although the original owner's tragic experience had its own problems, it was also inseparable from Silia's careful planning and long-term subtle brainwashing. It would be fine if Siliya gave up here. If she still wanted to plot against her the same way she plotted against the original owner, she would definitely let this green tea bitch know what despair felt like.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wanwan sent another message to Silia: "He Ming asked me to try on the dress I will wear when I go home tomorrow. I won't talk to you for now. We will go to have afternoon tea together when we are free."
Siliya still didn't reply to the message. Jiang Wanwan guessed that she was so angry that she dropped her phone.
After teasing Siliya, Jiang Wanwan was in a good mood. After she exited the chat box, she found a message from someone with the annotation "Dad", asking her how she was getting along with Xi Heming, and told her to take good care of herself and not get too old. It’s about staying up late playing games.
Although it was only a few words, the concern could be seen between the lines, but when she thought of the fifty million Xi Heming said, Jiang Wanwan suppressed some of the emotions that had just arisen, and felt mixed emotions in her heart.
The reply was typed and deleted, and finally Jiang Wanwan closed the dialog box. It was too difficult to know what the other person was thinking by communicating through text alone. She had to go back in person to find out what was going on.
Throwing the phone aside, Jiang Wanwan lay on the soft bed and fell asleep quickly. She didn't know how long it took before there was a knock on the door: "Madam, it's time for dinner."
Jiang Wanwan opened her eyes and was stunned for a moment when she looked at the dim and unfamiliar environment in the room. When she heard the name "Madam", she even got goosebumps. She was used to being called Mr. Jiang, and this Mrs. was really Not very adaptable.
After washing up, when Jiang Wanwan came out, Xi Heming had already sat down at the dining table, waiting for her to start eating.
Although it was only May, the weather was already very warm. In this temperature, Xi Heming not only wore trousers and a shirt, but also buttoned the collar tightly, for fear that Jiang Wanwan would see another piece of his flesh.
Jiang Wanwan sneered at Xi Heming's defensiveness. She didn't mean to see his abs. Why is this man so vindictive? He has no bearing as a president at all.
Walking to the other side of the dining table, Jiang Wanwan sat down opposite Xi Heming. Xi Heming couldn't help but was stunned when he saw that she was wearing ordinary home clothes, her hair was tied up casually, and there was no makeup on her face.
After getting engaged, Jiang Wanwan always looked exquisitely made-up every time she came to see him. Her clothes, shoes, and bags were never the same again, and even the perfume she sprayed had a different smell. It was a lot of effort.
Xi Heming has seen many women like this in recent years, whether attending cocktail parties or business events. Those who dare to approach Xi Heming are either ladies of similar family background to him or beauties with superhuman looks and temperament. Compared with them, Jiang Wanwan is really nothing special. Naturally, it won't cause Xi Heming to treat him differently.
But now Jiang Wanwan, who was wearing no makeup and dressed casually, was sitting in front of her, which made Xi Heming feel a little special. But when he thought that she came out in comfortable clothes, but he was restrained by the trousers and shirt, Xi Heming felt a little unbalanced, and he couldn't help but said venomously: "Jiang Wanwan, did you enter the role too quickly? Don't you? Do you think you’re dressed too casually?”
"I'm used to dressing more comfortably and casually at home." Jiang Wanwan raised her eyes and glanced at Xi Heming: "But Mr. Xi also likes to tie his shirts so tightly when he's at home? He's not afraid of strangling himself."
Xi Heming subconsciously raised his hand and touched the button on his neck. In the past, he often tied it without feeling anything wrong, but now when she said it, he really felt a little embarrassed.
Before Xi Heming came back, Jiang Wanwan added slowly: "If you want to say that this is not my home, that's fine. I can just go back to my own home, so that we don't have to look at each other and hate each other. "
Seeing Jiang Wanwan's expectant eyes, Xi Heming couldn't help but laugh angrily. He had never seen such a woman, who could fall out of love faster than turning the pages of a book!
"You can go home if you want!" Xi Heming cut a piece of steak into his mouth and said slowly: "Ask your father to return 50 million and you can leave!"
Jiang Wanwan's face instantly turned green with anger. She couldn't help it, so she took out the 50 million and recited it. Is this using 50 million as a tightening curse
Seeing Jiang Wanwan speechless, Xi Heming picked up the red wine glass and raised it towards Jiang Wanwan, smiling slightly: "Mrs. Xi, happy wedding!"
Jiang Wanwan glanced at him and said in a sullen voice, "I look forward to the day when you tell me you are happy about your divorce."
Xi Heming took a sip of red wine, put down the glass, and elegantly cut the steak with a knife and fork: "I'm also looking forward to that day, but it's a pity that I have to wait until five years later."
"It won't take that long. I will try to return the money to you within three years!" Jiang Wanwan took a deep breath and cheered up again. She looked at the exquisite dishes on the table, pushed the steak in front of her to the side, turned to the nanny next to her and asked: "Is there any rice? Please give me a bowl."
The nanny who was nearby was dumbfounded by the conversation between the two. Seeing that Jiang Wanwan wanted to eat rice, she quickly took the opportunity to return to the kitchen and quickly brought out a small bowl with less than half a bowl of rice in it.
Jiang Wanwan took a deep breath and smiled helplessly: "Auntie, I'm not a bird. Please give me a bigger bowl and fill it up for me."
"Okay... ok..." The nanny hurriedly took the rice away, and after a while brought a full bowl of rice and placed it in front of Jiang Wanwan.
Jiang Wanwan picked up a piece of red wine braised beef, one bite of rice, one bite of meat, one bite of shrimp, and a bite of green vegetables. If you want to earn back 50 million quickly, you must start a business. To start a business, you must have a good body to be able to bear it. To have a good body, you must eat well and exercise well. The original owner's frail appearance is not acceptable.
Xi Heming looked at her eating big and ignoring him and couldn't help but think of her pretentiousness when provoking him before marriage. He couldn't help but stab her: "I remember the last time I had dinner with you, your appetite was very small. I didn’t eat too much or too little at the end of the meal, so it turned out that I was just pretending!”
His eyes fell on Jiang Wanwan's half-empty rice, with an unknown smile on his face.
Jiang Wanwan, who had regained her fighting strength, put a large piece of braised fish in her bowl and looked up at him: "Oh, that time it was because you were so narcissistic that I lost my appetite. I had no appetite at all and naturally I couldn't eat it. thing."
Although Xi Heming didn't like the way Jiang Wanwan pestered him like a nymphomaniac before marriage, he felt a little suffocated when she mocked him mercilessly.
He tugged on his collar, unbuttoned the top button, and retorted unwillingly: "Then you have an appetite this time? You are really fickle!"
"You won't feel nauseous once you get used to it." Jiang Wanwan's eyes turned around his Adam's apple, and she suddenly laughed softly: "Mr. Xi, weren't you fastening the buttons on your collar tightly just now? Now unbutton them. Aren’t you looking for an opportunity to seduce me again?”
Xi Heming: "..."
Jiang Wanwan deliberately looked down his neck, with an ambiguous smile on her face: "Mr. Xi, you are quite capable of being arrogant!"