Chapter 2: Uncle and Loli

An hour later, the photos were taken, the vows were read, and the marriage procedures were completed.

The two of them walked out holding red notebooks, the sun was very bright, shining on them, the bully uncle and the loli, passers-by couldn't help but take a second look at them, expressing sympathy and warmth.

It was so warm that I didn't care at all. I automatically blocked out those sympathetic looks, put the red book into the cloth bag, raised my head and was about to speak.

Jun Mohan took the lead and said, "By the way, I heard about your mother's situation. I don't know anything else. Grandma didn't tell me. But I will transfer her to an authoritative hospital, let experts treat her, and hire a nurse to take care of her. You should also pay more attention to our family affairs."

"That's natural, thank you."

A very faint arc appeared on Jun Mohan's unnatural face.

"It's just that each of us takes what we need. This is the key to my house. My house is in 301, Building 8, Jingdu Garden. Find some time to move in!"

"Yes! I'll move in a minute. I've asked for half a day off this afternoon."

So fast?

He frowned slightly, and his breathing became heavy at the thought of sharing a room with a strange woman at night. He wanted to find an excuse that he was on a business trip, but before he could open his mouth, he saw the message from his grandmother.

[You little bastard, if you dare to go on a business trip, I will collect your body when you come back. I will let you send your young off before your old age.]

Jun Mohan clenched his phone in silence and put the red book in his hand into his suit pocket. Seeing the woman next to him looking down at her phone, he asked politely: "Do you need me to help you move?"

Wen Xin smiled, and from this smile, Jun Mohan knew what she was planning. It was obvious that she wanted to treat him as a free porter!

As the president of Jun Group, he would never do such a thing.

He said indifferently: "Sorry, I forgot I had something to do this afternoon, so I'm leaving now. Please take the trouble to move."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Wen Xin's response, Jun Mohan walked away. After he took two steps, a gust of wind blew past, lifting a corner of his beard.

He quickly held it down and strode away.

It was a close call, I almost got exposed.

A warm gaze fell on him, only to see him riding a mountain bike and then riding away.

Wen Xin took a deep breath. Is it necessary to run so fast?

She didn't plan to let him take her there!

Looking at his tall figure riding the bike with difficulty, she was a little stunned. So the car and house that Old Lady Jun was talking about was this bicycle?

It was too late for her to regret now. She had accepted a betrothal gift of 100,000 yuan and got the marriage certificate. She could only grit her teeth and move on.

It’s not that she is materialistic, but because of her mother’s illness, she needs money, which is what Old Lady Jun promised.

Rubbing her sore head, she walked to the side of the road, glanced at the shared bike, and rode towards the KTV where she was going to work.

She had to go to the dormitory to collect her things. There weren't many things anyway, so they could all be packed into a suitcase and then transported directly to her new home on a shared bike.

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Jun Mohan came to a Maybach on the side of the road, then looked back and around to make sure that the woman was not there. Then he folded the bicycle and put it in the trunk and got in the car.

I took off my beard, uncovered my scar, and flicked the scar prop in the sunlight. Facing the sunlight, I raised a smile. Why did I feel so funny?

Just as he was thinking about it, a small yellow car sped past him. He was so scared that he lowered his head and blocked it with his hands.

Seeing Wen Xin walking away, he stretched his neck and stuck his head out to look.

Jun Morou’s idea of ​​playing the role of a poor boy was too bad.

Half an hour later, she parked the car and went straight back to the dormitory. There was no one in the dormitory during working hours.

Wen Xin packed up her things quickly.

Since she left the Wen family, she didn't take anything with her except a few sets of clothes. Her mother was in the hospital again, and she had spent all her savings, so she had no money to buy anything.

If she hadn't been at her wit's end, she wouldn't have married herself.

It’s more like selling than marrying.

Looking at this small suitcase, she actually felt a sense of relief. She finally had a home.

Just as she was about to go out, she opened the door and saw Old Lady Jun and an old woman hobbling towards her with crutches.

In such a large KTV, the presence of two elderly people was particularly eye-catching, and the waiter's eyes seemed to be watching a show.

She quickly ushered them into the dormitory and asked with a smile, "Mrs. Jun, why are you here?"

"You should call me grandma."

Old Madam Jun was in a good mood, and even spoke in a playful way. She held her rough hand affectionately and said distressedly: "Child, you have worked too hard. Look at your calluses. Why don't you go home directly with grandma? From now on, grandma will serve you and you don't have to do anything."

Wen Xin smiled and said, "Grandma, it's not hard for me at all. I like this job very much. You promised me that you would keep my work here a secret. I hope you won't break your promise."

Old Madam Jun touched her hand distressedly, sighed and said, "Okay, grandma won't tell."

"I heard from that brat that you two got your marriage certificate. Grandma is very happy, so I came to see you right away. Tell grandma if you are satisfied with him?"

When she thought of that cold and handsome face, she felt scared. What was there to be satisfied with?

Are you satisfied with his ferocious look?

Or are you satisfied with his indifferent attitude?

Who would abandon their bride and go away alone on the first day of their wedding? But she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

The image of the man who looked like a black bear appeared in her mind. She smiled faintly, "Very satisfied. Except for the fact that he looks a bit like a bear, everything is fine."

Old Mrs. Jun was confused for a moment. What does "bear-like" mean?

Could it be that he was praising his grandson for being strong and easy to raise? That’s great.

Mrs. Jun smiled from ear to ear, "That's great, how about going home with that brat to have dinner tonight?"

"Okay, sure. I'll listen to Jun Mohan."

"Grandma is waiting for you! Do you want us to help you move?"

Wen Xin took a look at the way they were hunched over and found it a little funny. Was this a joke?

She thanked him and said, "Grandma, no need. I'll take you out first and call a taxi for you."

"No need, grandma can go by herself and take the bus. It won't cause any trouble for you."

How could Wen Xin bear to let the two old ladies walk back alone, so she took them to the intersection, hailed a taxi, and paid for them to get in.

Only then did she leave. Thinking about going back home for dinner in the evening, she felt a little uneasy. After all, she had only met Jun Mohan's grandmother of her family, and an ugly daughter-in-law would always have to meet her parents-in-law.

From her grandmother's chat, she knew that Jun Mohan was the eldest son of the Jun family, so his words carried a lot of weight at home. He seemed to have a younger brother or sister, but they didn't tell him about his occupation. Because he was already thirty years old, he had never even touched a woman's hand. Everyone speculated whether Jun Mohan had an abnormal sexual orientation.

The old lady believed in Buddhism. She asked the young master Zhou Zhou to tell her fortune. The master said that she should marry the woman who was abandoned after the failed murder attempt in Nancheng, so that Jun Mohan of their family would not be childless.

To verify whether he was normal or not? That’s why they threatened to kill him to force him to get the marriage certificate.

She knew that Jun Mohan was a senior executive of the company and had a good income, but he was not wealthy.

She lived a comfortable life and after buying a house in full, she had some savings. Although it was not much, it was enough to cure her mother.

Just because he helped her mother with her medical treatment, she would live a good life with him for the next three years.

She had promised Old Madam Jun that she would leave descendants for their Jun family, and she would not break her promise, but it was impossible now.

Wen Xin came out of the door carrying her suitcase, swiped the shared yellow car, put the luggage in front, and left.

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