The two argued for a long time, and Song Shishu directly used his trump card: "Auntie, if you don't accept the money, I will give it to my uncle."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Wanrou's face suddenly became anxious: "Shu Shu, I can't give him this money!"
As soon as Chen Chuan had money, he would fool around with his friends and friends, and would not come back until he had spent all the money, without caring about their life or death.
"Auntie, since you know my uncle's nature, then you should accept this money and buy some new clothes and delicious food for Zhizhi."
After several offers, Lin Wanrou had no choice but to accept.
"Shu Shu, then put the money here with me first, and I will keep it for you. If you want to use the money in the future, just tell me."
Seeing her accept the bank card, Song Shishu was relieved.
After hugging Lin Wanrou, she carried her suitcase downstairs and left the place where she had lived for three years.
After walking out of the community, Song Shishu took the bus to Shengshi Imperial Garden.
Although she is a university teacher, because she is still in the internship period, her salary is not much, so Song Shishu can save money.
Fifteen minutes later, Song Shishu arrived at the place.
She opened the door and walked in.
The house was very big, this was Song Shishu's first impression.
She walked briefly around and finally stopped in front of the master bedroom door.
The door to the master bedroom was closed, and Song Shishu knew that this was the room where her husband, whom she had never met, lived.
Now that they have received their certificates, it's time to meet.
Thinking of this, Song Shishu plucked up the courage to open the door of the master bedroom and walked in.
Song Shishu always thought that Fu Qi was an ugly man. After all, there was something wrong with not getting married even after he was over thirty...
But now, she stood by the bed, looking at the man lying on the bed, blinking again and again.
The man's facial features are three-dimensional and exquisite, and his nose is high and straight. Although his eyebrows are tightly closed, he can still be seen as an out-and-out handsome guy!
Wow fun!
Did she get a big deal?
Her vegetative husband not only has a car and a house, he is also so...handsome!
Sighing heavily, Song Shishu sat by the bed and looked at his face again. Logically speaking, a rich and handsome man like him wouldn't have to worry at all even if he was a vegetable. How could his mother fall in love with him? What about her?
She couldn't understand this.
Could it be that there is something wrong with his lower body?
Thinking of this, Song Shishu's eyes went to Fu Jingzhan's lower body from time to time. Could it be that the car accident not only turned him into a vegetative state, but also disabled his lower body?
hiss.
How pitiful.
Song Shishu was only immersed in her own world, but in her invisible sight, Fu Jingzhan's right hand moved slightly.
...
Inside the Fu family's old house.
"Mom, do you really think this woman is reliable?" Fu Jiali leaned on the sofa and asked worriedly.
Jiang Zhu was reading a book at that time. When she heard this, she gave a confident smile: "Don't worry, son, I already know everything about this woman's family background. If she dares not to listen to me, I don't mind taking her." Her family operated on her.”
When she first fell in love with Song Shishu, she thought she was well-behaved and easy to handle, so she would be the perfect person to help him monitor Fu Jingzhan.
"Son, Fu Jingzhan has been sleeping for more than a year because of the car accident. Now you are the sole heir of the Fu family. You must perform well and strive to become the helmsman of the Fu family, you know?"
Seeing his mother's expectant eyes, Fu Jiali spoke confidently: "Mom, I know it in my heart. This Fu family can only be controlled by me, no one else can get involved!"
After hearing this, Jiang Zhu smiled with satisfaction.
...
Because the family lacked many daily necessities, Song Shishu packed her luggage and went to the nearest supermarket to purchase.
This trip cost her a thousand dollars. Although it hurt, she still paid.
On the way home, Song Shishu passed by a flower shop. Thinking of the lifeless appearance of her home, she stopped and bought a few bouquets of flowers to put in the living room.
It was an hour later when I got home.
After Song Shishu laid out the things he bought, he went to the kitchen to make dinner.
She was a good cook. When she and her aunt lived in a rented house, she would cook and wait for her aunt to get off work. Although the days were very poor and hard, her happiness at that time also came from the bottom of her heart.
Since she was the only one eating, she only made a bowl of tomato and egg noodles to satisfy her stomach.
After a bowl of noodles, Song Shishu was about to go back to the room to rest when she received a call from Jiang Zhu.
"Shi Shu, how is my A-Zhan? Is there anyone else coming to visit him today?"
Hearing Jiang Zhu's inquiry, Song Shishu answered truthfully: "Auntie, everything is fine with Mr. Fu, and no one else is here today."
She lost her parents when she was a child, and even though she is married now, she cannot call Jiang Zhu "Mom".
Fortunately, Jiang Zhu didn't care about the title. After all, in her eyes, Song Shishu was just a chess piece.
After learning that everything was normal for Fu Jingzhan, she hung up the phone.
Because of this phone call, Song Shishu felt uneasy. She turned and walked into the master bedroom to check on Fu Jingzhan's condition.
Standing in front of the bed, she saw that he was still sleeping. She felt relieved and covered him with a quilt. Just as Song Shishu was about to leave, a strong palm directly grabbed her right hand, preventing her from moving.
Song Shishu turned his head in confusion and saw the man lying on the bed opening his eyes. His eyes were dark and cold.
Looking at her was like looking at a dead person...
Song Shishu's heart trembled, followed by surprise and panic.
I'll be a good boy...
She, her husband who is in a vegetative state... actually woke up? !
The master bedroom is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear the leaves of the sycamore trees falling in the wind outside the window.
"Who are you?" After a while, Fu Jingzhan took the lead in breaking the silence in the room.
Seeing his sharp eyes, Song Shishu took a deep breath and then answered softly: "Mr. Fu, I am your wife."
The word "wife" came to Fu Jingzhan's ears from far and near. His handsome face darkened visibly, and the atmosphere around him suddenly became cold.
Seeing this, Song Shishu's heart tightened for no reason.
Could it be that he didn't like her and wanted a divorce?
Just as she was having wild thoughts, his cold voice interrupted her thoughts again.
"Are you someone sent by Jiang Zhu?"
Hearing this, Song Shishu immediately nodded obediently: "Yes, your mother asked me to marry you and take care of your life. This is our marriage certificate."
Perhaps because she was afraid that he would not believe her words, Song Shishu quickly took out her marriage certificate from her trouser pocket and handed it to him.
Fu Jingzhan took it and took a look, and what he saw was his name and the stamp of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Fu Jingzhan didn't speak for a long time, but his deep eyes were full of madness, and Song Shishu clearly felt the coldness and depression radiating from him.
He was angry.
This was her first reaction.
"Get out."
His voice was low, but in Song Shishu's ears, it was as terrifying as the whisper of a demon.
