Wen Qiao knew that Shen Jichuan was not inherently kind-hearted, nor would he treat her kindly out of pity.
Wen Qiao only dared to threaten someone like Shen Jichuan once; she would never allow it to happen a second time.
As long as we can get the marriage certificate, whatever Shen Jichuan says goes.
He complained that she was dressed in shabby clothes and wanted to buy her new ones, which Wen Qiao was more than happy to do.
She hasn't bought new clothes in years, and she doesn't care about quality.
Being able to wear new clothes is a good thing.
Shen Jichuan did not personally take Wen Qiao to buy clothes.
He asked his driver, Xiao Sun, to take Wen Qiao there in his car.
Last night, Shen Jichuan specifically mentioned that he wanted someone to take her shopping for clothes.
Wen Qiao got up very early, even earlier than Li Ling.
Hearing footsteps outside the door, Wen Qiao opened it.
The first thing you see is Shen Jichuan, dressed in a black silk nightgown.
The man, who is approaching forty, looks much older than his age.
His face wasn't pale, but it was very clean, refreshingly clean, with well-defined features and a handsome profile.
He has the looks of a typical city rich kid.
They are completely different from the rough, unrefined men from the countryside.
It can only be said that unmarried men and women, even if they are older, look much younger than their actual age.
Good morning, sir.
Wen Qiao greeted her politely.
Shen Jichuan merely frowned and paid no further attention.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Go buy clothes in the morning, change your clothes, and wait for me at the Civil Affairs Bureau in the afternoon."
Wen Qiao nodded, "Okay!"
Shen Jichuan stared at Wen Qiao, puzzled, for a long time before asking:
"Wen Qiao, what exactly are you trying to do? It's rare to see someone your age with such deep scheming."
These words were clearly not a compliment; they sounded more like a disparaging remark.
In his presence, she was assertive and purposeful, yet also obedient and docile.
Shen Jichuan felt as if he had wasted over thirty years of his life.
He can't even see through the thoughts of a young girl.
Or is Wen Qiao a scheming person?
Wen Qiao didn't know how to answer him.
She said calmly, "Like you said, after we get married, we won't interfere with each other, and we don't need to integrate into each other's lives. As for what kind of person I am, do you care? Anyway, we won't have much contact in the future, so you don't need to know more about me."
A cold smile appeared on Shen Jichuan's lips.
"Then why did you go to such lengths to marry me?"
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow. "Of course it's because of Shen Haiyang. Otherwise, do you think I married you because I fell in love with you?"
She chuckled softly as she spoke.
She turned and went back into the house, ignoring Shen Jichuan outside the door.
All she could do was marry Shen Jichuan and live peacefully with him.
As for anything else, she wouldn't even think about it.
Shen Jichuan is a good person, but he's not her type.
Older men are cunning and manipulative; she can't handle them.
She couldn't even handle Shen Haiyang, so how could she possibly handle the cunning and shrewd Shen Jichuan?
After a quick wash, Wen Qiao left the Shen family's house, only to find Shen Jichuan already in the car.
The driver didn't say anything, but just glanced at Shen Jichuan in the back seat.
Wen Qiao had originally opened the back door, but after seeing Shen Jichuan, she immediately closed the door and sat in the passenger seat.
"Take me back to my unit first, then I'll drive her to the mall to buy her a couple of outfits."
"Shen Jichuan said from the back seat."
Xiao Sun nodded immediately, "Yes, sir."
After Wen Qiao was seated, the car was started.
Shen Jichuan got out of the car at the entrance of the military base. Wen Qiao thought she didn't need to get out of the car either, so she didn't move.
The driver, Xiao Sun, got out of the car and opened the door. He waited for Shen Jichuan to leave before getting back into the car.
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