Chapter 145 I would rather have my husband stolen than my money stolen

She looked at the trunk in shock and disbelief, her eyes full of excitement and excitement.

Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes stared at the large bouquet of...money flowers without blinking.

Yes, it was money flowers.

A large bouquet of flowers of various shapes rolled out of hundred-dollar bills.

There was also a piece of shining gold in the middle.

Rustic! Very tacky! Very tacky!

But it touched Shen Cheng's heart, and she liked it!

The light shining in her eyes was completely different from when she saw the large bouquet of roses yesterday.

Looking at her sparkling eyes and that smile that made her heart fly, Huo Xingjian stroked his forehead helplessly.

It is also very helpless to have a wife who only has money in her eyes and does not need a romantic atmosphere at all.

Look, just like now, in her eyes, apart from the bouquet of money flowers, there is only that piece of gold, where is her husband.

Okay, as long as she is happy.

Shen Cheng carefully took the money flowers out of the trunk, and the smile on her face... It was as loving as holding her own child, and it couldn't be more loving.

[Ah! Ah! Ah! This is called a flower! It's the flower I like! ]

"Do you like it?" Huo Xingjian walked to her side, with a doting smile, looking at her with burning eyes.

"I like it, I like it very much!" Shen Cheng nodded without hesitation, but her eyes never left the bouquet of money flowers.

"When did you prepare it? How come I didn't know?" she asked.

Of course, her eyes were still fixed on the gold, and she didn't even glance at him.

"Mrs. Huo, can you look at me when you talk to me?" Huo Xingjian said sourly.

"What's so good about you? You're neither as red as a hundred-dollar bill nor as bright as gold. Why should I look at you? You're neither good for your face nor for your stomach!" Shen Cheng sneered disapprovingly.

Huo Xingjian: "..."

I shouldn't have expected too much from her.

Shen Cheng continued to grin brilliantly, almost burying her whole face in the banknotes. Oh, she also wanted to kiss the gold.

To Huo Xingjian, that smile was no different from that of a fool.

Taking a deep breath, he let out helplessly, "Get in the car."

"Oh." She responded cheerfully, with a completely "whatever you say is the truth" attitude.

Huo Xingjian felt that she would not object if he sold her now.

No, he couldn't bear to sell her. He should take her to bed, and she would definitely agree.

"Mrs. Huo, have you never seen money?" Starting the car, Huo Xingjian looked at Shen Cheng, who was still holding the banknotes and grinning, with a look of disgust, "If you could hold me like you hold it..."

"Oh, then you'd better go to bed! Dreams are full of all kinds of things." Shen Cheng interrupted him directly.

Huo Xingjian was so angry with her that he regretted preparing this thing for her.

"Is money so good?" he asked.

"Yes, it must be!" She smiled beautifully, "Money is like a dog, it is extremely sincere and loyal to its owner. It does whatever I tell it to do."

"I can use it however I want. I don't have to worry about it resisting, stabbing me in the back, or making me unhappy."

"The most important thing is that it can always make me happy. Oh, I don't have to worry about it stealing people."

Huo Xingjian: "..."

I doubt you, click on me!

"But it will be remembered by others and stolen by others." Huo Xingjian said.

"Tsk!" Shen Cheng snorted, "Who can steal it? Am I such a stupid person? I would rather let my husband be stolen than let it be stolen!"

Huo Xingjian: "..."

Murderous!

But...

"So, you admit that I am your husband?" After being disappointed, he immediately grasped the key point of her words.

Shen Cheng's gaze finally moved from the banknote flower to his face.

This made Huo Xingjian instantly feel that his charm was still greater than that dead object.

Look, the way his wife looks at him at this moment is... full of love.

"As long as I want, husbands can be changed at any time. You can be in the present tense, the past tense, or the sealed tense!" Shen Cheng said with a smile.

"What is the sealed tense?" Huo Xingjian looked confused.

Shen Cheng curled her lips and smiled, "It means it will never be activated and will never see the light of day again!"

After that, her gaze fell on the banknote flower again, "My husband can also be a banknote!"

Huo Xingjian: "..."

I really wanted to throw that thing away!

"Shen! Cheng!"

These two words were almost squeezed out from between the teeth.

Shen Cheng simply ignored it.

He took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the anger, and continued in a gentle and doting tone, "I will give you another chance to organize your words. If you are right, you can receive such a bouquet of flowers every day. If you are wrong, this is the last time."

Hearing this, Shen Cheng immediately cast his gaze on his face, raised a flattering and fawning smile, "Mr. Huo, you are the husband of the banknote, you are the owner of the banknote, you are the..."

"Wrong!" Huo Xingjian interrupted her, "The last chance! Whose husband am I!"

[Bastard! I gave you face, right? Shen Cheng gritted her teeth and still smiled like a flower, "

Yes, whose husband are you? Don't you know who your wife is?"

"Boss Huo, have you lost your memory or has your brain run away from home? Otherwise, let's go back to the hospital and let the doctors on the 28th floor help you find your brain that ran away from home?"

The 28th floor is where Li Qingxue has stayed for the past two years.

Those doctors are naturally the doctors who treated her.

The meaning of this statement couldn't be more obvious.

Upon hearing this, Huo Xingjian instantly became like a deflated ball, and the arrogance that had just risen was extinguished in an instant.

He touched his nose with his hand and said embarrassedly, "No, of course I know whose husband I am. I am your husband, Shen Cheng."

"We got the marriage certificate and swore an oath. Don't try to deny it in your life! I won't give you this chance!"

"Shen Cheng, listen to me. You can only be my wife, Huo Xingjian, in your life!"

"Oh," Shen Cheng responded indifferently, continued to look at her flowers with a smile, and then threw out a sentence, "Remember what you said, one bouquet every day in the future."

"The number of sheets and pieces, no more, no less!"

"Got it." Huo Xingjian responded helplessly.

What can I do?

Of course she is my wife, I spoil her!

Isn't it just a bouquet of money flowers? Such a small request, just satisfy her.

...

Xu Yunxin sat in her car, watching the expensive Maybach disappear from her sight, her face became distorted.