The process of obtaining the certificate was simpler than when Zhang Ruoyu joined the army. The only problem was that the staff looked at Han Jiangxue's hard face and reminded her very tactfully: The marriage certificate is here, and the divorce is next door.
After applying for the certificate, Zhang Ruoyu, who was sitting in the luxury car, struggled for a long time and took out a green Agricultural Bank of China card and handed it to Han Jiangxue: "Here are 50,000 yuan. Buy whatever you like and treat it as a betrothal gift. Don't worry, even if we are
Even if we agree to get married, I won’t treat you badly.”
Han Jiangxue didn't answer, and drove the car intently: "Keep your transfer fee for your second wedding."
Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows, feeling that this woman was quite considerate, so he temporarily put aside his pride as a man and did not speak harshly.
"Where are we going?" Zhang Ruoyu glanced at the bright night view outside the car window and put away his bank card.
"Go to my house." Han Jiangxue said indifferently.
Just a few days ago, Mrs. Han prepared a luxurious wedding room for the newlyweds.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Ruoyu's face suddenly sank when he heard this: "You want me to be your son-in-law?"
Han Jiangxue acquiesced.
"Everyone from our Beimang army is strong and strong!" Zhang Ruoyu said emotionally. "If you want me to eat soft rice, you are insulting the 300,000 Beimang army!"
"Oh." Han Jiangxue responded lightly.
"My old Zhang family has only eight generations, and the genealogy is still waiting for me to write it down, asking me to marry him? You should drive to the Civil Affairs Bureau now, and let's divorce this!" Zhang Ruoyu said reluctantly.
Han Jiangxue frowned, a hint of impatience flashed in her beautiful eyes: "If you don't want to go to my house, why don't you go to the cheap hotel where you are staying?"
After the two received their certificates, they are considered newlyweds. Will they spend the night in the bridal chamber of a cheap hotel?
Han Jiangxue, who had been pampered since childhood, couldn't accept it, so she chose the bed.
"The reason why I stay in a hotel is because I am used to living without a fixed place and wandering around." Zhang Ruoyu said with deep eyes. "Since I have a family now, of course I will give you a warm harbor."
Han Jiangxue felt nauseated after hearing this. This damn guy couldn't utter a single human word from his mouth.
"No. 108, Xingfuli." Zhang Ruoyu gave the address and said proudly. "I owned my first real estate at the age of eighteen, so I was at the starting line."
Han Jiangxue felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.
Xingfuli, as the main demolition area in the old coastal city, has been demolished to a great extent.
On the first night of your wedding, you have to live in a dangerous building?
Han Jiangxue's psychological defense collapsed several times.
The luxury car passed through the ruins and drove towards a crumbling six-story building. In the distance, there were many bulldozers working day and night, making a loud noise.
"Is this the first apartment you won at the starting line?" Han Jiangxue glanced sideways at Zhang Ruoyu.
Watching Zhang Ruoyu make a fool of herself is the only way for her to vent her emotions at the moment.
Zhang Ruoyu looked around for a while and sighed: "I haven't been back for ten years, and things have changed."
Han Jiangxue snorted, but stopped poking at his weakness and said firmly: "Are you sure you'll stay here tonight?"
In such a dangerous building, the water and electricity may be cut off, and the frequent loud noises from nearby construction sites are even more annoying.
Not to mention sleeping, staying here for a while will cause neurasthenia.
"Of course." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "And I also want to tell you some good news."
"Huh?" Han Jiangxue frowned slightly.
Tonight is the darkest moment of her life.
She also wanted to know what good news she could have.
"While you are still complaining about marrying a good-for-nothing cook, this cook has turned into a demolition household." Zhang Ruoyu opened the car window and lit a cigarette with a firm gaze. "Let me tell you the truth.
If I don’t pay eighteen million for my house, I will rot and die in it.”
Crunch!
The Porsche braked quickly and stopped in front of a dangerous building.
Han Jiangxue wanted to tell Zhang Ruoyu that the company behind the demolition project in this area was the Junsheng Group she was at the helm of.
As long as she makes a phone call, she can compensate even 100 million, not to mention 18 million.
But looking at Zhang Ruoyu's shameless and troublesome appearance, the only thing Han Jiangxue wanted to do was to make him look embarrassed.
"Let's go, let's show you our wedding room." Zhang Ruoyu got out of the car and walked towards the narrow corridor in a familiar manner.
After going upstairs, Zhang Ruoyu opened the door and looked through the crowded living room at a glance.
The old decoration, outdated furniture, and a one-bedroom apartment of less than 50 square meters carry the memories of Zhang Ruoyu for more than ten years.
To be fair, this house is not as big as Han Jiangxue's study room.
"You're welcome, sit wherever you like." Zhang Ruoyu walked into the room, acting like a master.
Han Jiangxue walked cautiously into the house. Not to mention sitting down, she was afraid of stepping on something dirty every time she put her foot down.
Is this a place where people live? Han Jiangxue is desperate.
Seeing Han Jiangxue standing in the living room at a loss, the dim light shone on her pretty face like white jade, and then slid down to the plump and gracefully curved buttocks on her chest...
Zhang Ruoyu breathed out his dirty breath and took the initiative to give in: "There is hot water in the bathroom. You go take a shower first, and I'll make the bed."
Han Jiangxue almost had a heart attack and even had to make the bed?
When she came to the bathroom, Han Jiangxue's eyes darkened.
The space was so narrow that it was difficult to turn around. Although the floor had been cleaned, there were stains everywhere that could not be wiped off.
After calming down in the bathroom for a few minutes, Han Jiangxue walked towards the master bedroom expressionlessly.
"Did you finish washing so soon?" Zhang Ruoyu had already finished making the bed and was making the floor beside the bed.
He said before that you can share the same room, but not the same bed.
When I turned around, I saw Han Jiangxue neatly dressed at the door. She didn't look like she had taken a shower. She probably hadn't even washed her hands!
"You don't take a shower when you sleep?" Zhang Ruoyu muttered, quite disgusted with this dirty woman. "Can you pay attention to your personal hygiene?"
"You also know that bathing is for hygiene?" Han Jiangxue said with a cold expression. "Is your bathroom hygienic?"
"Why is it unhygienic?" Zhang Ruoyu tidied the floor and said dissatisfiedly. "I just cleaned it two days ago. It can be said to be spotless. If you don't believe me, go and touch it. If you can touch the dust, I will lick it all for you!"
"It's all seeped into the wall. It really can't be touched." Han Jiangxue opened her red lips slightly and didn't bother to argue. She glanced at the brand new bedding on the bed and the neat but obviously crude floor, and the resentment in her heart eased slightly.
At least, this guy kept his word and had no intention of going overboard.
Zhang Ruoyu curled his lips and said angrily: "I'm just lazy, there are so many excuses."
After a pause, Zhang Ruoyu patted the floor and said, "Try the softness and hardness. If it doesn't work, I'll give you another quilt."
"Shall I try?"
Han Jiangxue was stunned.
"What else?" Zhang Ruoyu said matter-of-factly. "My waist was seriously injured when I was in the army, and the military doctor told me to sleep on a soft bed to protect my waist. But for people like you who sit in an office every day, it's better for your waist to sleep on a hard bed."
Han Jiangxue was completely confused.
This is the first time I have seen a weirdo like Zhang Ruoyu who has no bottom line.
The most fatal thing is that I just received the certificate from him!
Seeing that Han Jiangxue was stunned and didn't say anything, Zhang Ruoyu yawned and said, "I'm sleepy, let's go to bed."
After that, he carried a red washbasin filled with toothpaste and towels and entered the bathroom, not bothering to talk to this smelly young lady.
You are so stubborn that you won’t marry me unless I am, so I still have to put my hot face on your cold ass? I’m dreaming!
After going into the bathroom and taking a nice hot shower, Zhang Ruoyu came out wearing comfortable and pressed pajamas. He was about to sit on the sofa and smoke a cigarette before bed when there was a knock on the door.
The knock on the door was steady, forceful and full of aggression.
Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows, he had just returned to Binhai, who would come to the door in the middle of the night?
Weakly opening the door, Zhang Ruoyu glanced at the man standing outside.
He is very handsome and stylish, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips and ruthless lips. He wears a straight custom-made suit, which makes his cold temperament full of oppression.
He was just standing at the door, like an iron tower, suffocating.
"Are you Zhang Ruoyu?" The man stared at Zhang Ruoyu with sharp eyes.
"I am." Zhang Ruoyu nodded slightly.
He didn't know this man.
"Han Jiangxue is staying at your place tonight?" the man asked.
Sure enough, it was for Han Jiangxue.
Flower protector?
A lingering ex-boyfriend?
Zhang Ruoyu smiled harmlessly: "Yes, I just lay down after taking a shower."
"How dare you touch her?" The man burst out with rage. "The eighth generation of your Zhang family will be cut off tonight!"
