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Chapter 194 Marriage to the Mu family in the imperial capital

The plane landed in Xiangcheng, and as soon as she arrived at the hotel, Yang Wanwan received a message from Mrs. Mu.

[Wanwan, are you free tomorrow? Let’s go shopping together.]

[Auntie, I’m not in the imperial capital, but came to Xiangcheng. Wait until I get back to bring you a gift!]

Mrs. Mu: [Oh, I actually went to Xiangcheng. I heard that the temperature there has been cooling down recently. Please wear more clothes and take care of yourself. We will get together when you come back. ]

【okay.】

Today is the 10th, and the expenses for last quarter's advertising endorsements and filming have been paid into the card. After taking a shower and sitting on the sofa, Yang Wanwan deposited the last amount of money into the account that was no stranger to her.

I exhaled slowly and finally cleared my breath.

The lights outside the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows were bright, but she stared at the dark sky. She felt relieved and felt empty at the same time.

More than 400 people have worked hard day and night for this moment. From now on, I will never have a mountain of debt, I will not have to live for repayment, and I will not have to worry about my parents being bullied by people coming to collect debts.

She is free.

He took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and a smile bloomed in the reflection of the window.

Her family was actually very wealthy in her early years, otherwise they would not have developed such a coquettish temperament like hers. Everything started when she was in college. The family business gradually became sluggish. It went downhill year by year and lasted for several years.

In 2006, she finally declared bankruptcy in her senior year.

In order to save the company, my father borrowed a lot of money from various places, including loan sharks. After the bankruptcy, he mortgaged the company and the real estate and still had a big hole to fill.

The house leaked and it rained all night, and her father was in a car accident and injured a child. The child's leg was broken and he needed surgery. The family asked for three million, which was a huge sum of money for her family at that time, but the child refused to comply.

If you don't forgive me, you will have to go through legal procedures if you don't pay me.

Her father was injured and hospitalized, and Yang Wanwan was already mentally and physically exhausted from the torment of life. Yang Wanwan took on all the debts. Her mother felt sorry for her and one night, she talked about the past with her.

It turned out that she had a marriage contract with the Mu family in the imperial capital, and that person was Mu Xiuze. Her grandfather saved Mu Xiuze's grandfather when he was young, so the two old people agreed to such a marriage.

My grandfather was a loyal and upright person, but when his family fell into decline, he felt that interests should not be tied to marriage, so he told the Mu family to cancel the engagement on the grounds that children in the new era are free to love.

When her mother told Yang Wanwan, there were tears in her eyes, "Son, since it's such a coincidence that you fell in love with that kid from the Mu family by chance, and now your family is in trouble, you go to the Mu family in the imperial capital to talk about this past event. Their family is a wealthy family in the imperial capital.

A noble family will definitely lend a helping hand."

If she had known about this before anything happened at home, she would have been very happy, but when she found out, she just felt that it was a strange combination of circumstances and fate.

She and Mu Xiuze had broken up, and she shouldn't use the morality of an unnecessary marriage contract to ask for help from others. Even if his family really refused to help, then she and Mu Xiuze would not be on an equal footing in the future.

She doesn't want a marriage that relies on relief, she wants an even match, mutual understanding and mutual respect.

Yang Wanwan, who has become a desperate mistress, has been on the set for almost a year. She often immediately joins the next set as soon as one drama is finished. She is even more active when there are any programs and endorsement invitations. There are many days when she only sleeps four hours a day.

, so her fame is getting more and more popular, and she is even ridiculed by netizens as the Model Worker of the Year.

It is much easier for an actor to make money than for an outsider, but the taxes she has to pay and the terms of the contract are 30% to 70% different from those of the agency. After sifting through the layers, she actually doesn’t get that much.

There were also times when I was so tired that I collapsed and felt that life was boring, but I gritted my teeth and persevered.

From now on, she will no longer be a tool carrying heavy debts.

This time I came to Xiangcheng to shoot a MV for an ancient song, which included a fight scene.

On the day of filming, something unexpected happened. The temporary wooden house built on the set was not strong. When the strong wind blew, the tiles fell down in twos and threes. When the beams fell down with the roof, she had no time to run.

Da Feng was blinded, and amid the noisy screams of the people on the set, she was thrown to the ground, her eyes closed and she fainted.

When she woke up, she was already lying in the hospital. The director said that a very handsome man saved her at that time. The weight of the fall of the solid wood was all on the man, and she was unconscious on the spot.

When Yang Wanwan rushed to the ward, it was already empty. The doctor doing the rounds frowned and cursed, "Isn't this nonsense? If you are injured like that, you will run around. You will have to rest for at least a week before you can go to the ground. Today's patients just like to mess around."

After filming the MV, she rushed back to the Imperial Capital without delay for a day. She was very silent along the way, and her assistant watched her nose and nose carefully and did not dare to make too much noise.

Mu Xiuze was stunned for a moment when he saw Yang Wanwan.

"My lipstick fell here that night." She came to him with the cool breeze of summer night.

"Oh, it's upstairs. I put it away for you. I'm going to get it for you."

Yang Wanwan was sitting in the living room. The crystal chandelier above her head was bright and dazzling. Through the large one-way glass, she could see the garden in the distance.

How she once planted those roses with full expectation is still vivid in her mind. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than two years.

As the roses grow, they also change.

Mu Xiuze has matured and restrained a lot. He is not as arrogant and cold as before, and she is no longer his canary.

Thinking of the person who whispered in her ear over and over again that night, he was far different from the Mu Xiuze in her impression.

When I first met him, he was an aristocratic son in the Beijing circle. He had a good family background and good looks. His friends were all rich and powerful. He was never short of women.

He has always been the only one who picks and chooses when the situation arises, so how can anyone really be taken seriously by him.

That night he took off all disguises, looked at her with eyes stained with lust, and kissed her all over her body again and again. It was really...

The people who went upstairs had already left and returned, and Yang Wanwan coughed to recover her thoughts.

"Is the air conditioner turned up high?" Looking at her slightly pink cheeks, Mu Xiuze did not doubt that he was there, thinking that the room was too stuffy.

"A little bit." She took the lipstick and looked at his cold white face and asked, "Are you sick? You look a little pale."

"Maybe the wind has been blowing outside for too long." Mu Xiuze handed her a glass of juice and turned down the air conditioner by two degrees. "Did you just come back from filming in Xiangcheng?"

"It's not filming, I'm filming a MV and I'll take some materials at the same time." There was no flaw on his face, and Yang Wanwan held the lipstick in her hand, "Then I will..."

"Would you like old duck soup?" The man spoke first, "I see you are tired from traveling, so drink some."

The soup in the porcelain bowl is delicious and mellow, with duck meat mixed with radish and wolfberry as decoration. It looks and tastes good.

"Did you do it yourself?"

"Um."

Yang Wanwan was a little surprised. In the past, he never touched Yang Chun Shui, but now his cooking skills have improved so much.

"It tastes just like the food in a gourmet restaurant. You can still make soup before you wake up."

"My mother said that if you don't know how to cook, you won't get a wife, so you have to learn a little bit." His narrow eyes were slightly raised, and his tone was ordinary.

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