Jiang Zimo really wanted to refute. This was not the first time he saw his grandfather hiding his private money. Could it be that he couldn't even hide his private money?
Rong Qing didn't want to respond directly to this matter. She looked at her grandmother and said, "Grandma, can I talk to Jiang Zimo again?"
This was what Grandpa Jiang was happy to see, and he immediately responded:
"Okay, why not? You young people should spend more time together and communicate more. Otherwise, how can you be like strangers after getting married? Sister Wanjun, take me to see your greenhouse."
If we don’t mention the greenhouse, Grandma Rong almost forgot that she had been in Guaibao’s space for the past half month. It was as warm as spring there, and the seeds planted there would be mature and harvested in half a month. This was much more practical and convenient than her greenhouse, and it was also because this greenhouse was placed by her.
"Well, okay, but I haven't taken care of it for a few days."
There were only two people left in the room again.
This time, Rong Qing was the first to speak:
"I know you married me only because of Grandpa Jiang, and because the eldest grandson of the Jiang family needed a grandson's wife. It's not because you, Jiang Zimo, wanted to marry or needed a wife."
Jiang Zimo suddenly looked up, his deep, sharp eyes looking at her, and after a moment he said with some surprise:
“How did you know?
Now that you know why you want to get married?"
She did not give him a real answer, but only said calmly:
"I just happen to need to get married, and my grandma trusts Grandpa Jiang's character, so she just happens to marry you, that's all."
For some reason, Jiang Zimo felt a little uncomfortable when he heard these words. It just so happened that this person was him. In other words, if it was someone else, she would also marry him, right?
Rong Qing didn't care what he was thinking at the moment and continued with the unfinished words above:
"So after we get married, you can still be your Jiang Zimo, and I will just be Rong Qing. While we're married, I will be a good grandpa Jiang's granddaughter-in-law, the eldest grandson of the Jiang family, and you will do the same."
The meaning was expressed very clearly. Obviously, this was what he wanted. He had thought so before coming here. But why, why did it make him feel uncomfortable when she said it?
Rong Qing did it on purpose, she wanted to be the one who took the initiative. She knew very well that Jiang Zimo gave people the impression of being a flower on the mountain, but in fact he was also raised in a wealthy family, surrounded by luxury, and the pride in his bones would not tolerate being touched.
And now he happened to be touched by Rong Qing, he must be feeling extremely uncomfortable.
But so what? She is no longer the person who loves him wholeheartedly, is crazy about him, and bangs her head against the wall for him. In the end, she has already walked his way ahead of him. Who cares whether he has a future or not?
"Is that okay with you? I guess this is what you want, and you hope that we can have some space, right?"
There was a slight pause of a few seconds waiting for his answer.
Jiang Zimo, under the gaze of her clear eyes, made a soft "hmm" sound as if possessed by a ghost.
"Well, since you agree, we can continue our friendly discussion. The marriage is real, and the youth I'm investing in it is also real. The most important thing is that the marital status after marriage is what you want.
So during the period of our marriage, the gifts I receive from the Jiang family should belong to me, and you should also do what a husband should do in terms of material things.
In order to give each other the most basic respect, if one party cheats physically or mentally, the other party has the right to end the marriage at any time, and the offending party needs to leave the house. Do you have anything else to add?"
Jiang Zimo had no objection to this. He thought it was fine this way. The two of them didn't have much involvement, and as a man he wouldn't suffer any loss. Women were the weaker party in marriage, so they deserved some material compensation.
He then shook his head: "I have nothing to add. I agree with what you said."
"Okay, in that case, do we need to sign a prenuptial agreement?"
The prenuptial agreement was very advanced for this era, and it surprised Jiang Zimo again. After a moment of hesitation, he agreed.
"Then sign it before getting the marriage certificate. We don't know the details of the betrothal gifts yet, so these need to be written into the agreement."
Rong Qing doesn't care what Jiang Zimo thinks of her. If there are no special circumstances, it will probably take her several decades to stay in this world. She has to hold many things firmly in her own hands to feel at ease!
The marriage is already over, so what's wrong with taking some compensation? Besides, if she doesn't want it, won't it just go to waste for those two vicious women?
Jiang Zimo gave her an obscure look:
"Can."
At this time, Grandma Rong, who had already shown the greenhouse, was called by Grandpa Jiang to renegotiate the betrothal gift. It was mainly because that brat Jiang Zimo insisted on asking for 100 yuan for living expenses, and as a grandfather, he had to make up for it to show how generous their Jiang family was.
They are definitely not the kind of people who are stingy and reluctant to spend money on their wife!
Grandma Rong looked at the additional properties and shops on the betrothal gift list and nodded with satisfaction.
He also gave Grandpa Jiang a look of approval.
hey-hey…
With these and what she has prepared, even if her good baby does nothing for the rest of his life, he can still live a happy life by collecting rent.
Rong Qing had no idea that her grandmother had already planned her future life as a landlady.
The room over there returned to silence, with only the breathing of the indifferent couple and the sound of flipping pages of books remaining.
She had only just found the time to look through the cookbooks that Grandma Rong had given her. The thought of making the food in the cookbooks into tempting delicacies aroused her appetite.
There is no other way, because she can't eat the delicious food made by her grandma. After she cultivated immortality and laid the foundation, she survived almost half of the time by eating fasting pills. When she returns to her second life, she will never eat fasting pills again.
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