Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“I’m fine now. I saw that you were busy with work, so I didn’t call you. You are smoking.” Nian Xiaomu stared at Yu Yuehan, who was acting abnormally.
He seldom smoked.
When he smoked, it was not a good sign.
If it wasn’t that she had just seen him tell his assistant, proudly, that he now had a wife, she would have thought that he regretted marrying her. Especially as the first morning after their wedding, she woke up to see him smoking, gloomily, on the balcony.
“Yep, I’m a little tired. I was trying to keep myself awake.”
Upon confirming that her fever had gone down, Yu Yuehan removed his palm from her forehead and answered, “And I am slightly depressed.”
“???”
Yu Yuehan explained, “On our wedding night, I should be hugging my wife and enjoying the night. What happened in the end? I didn’t get any of that and was almost squeezed off the bed by Xiao Liuliu.”
He was so pitiful, he needed to smoke to freshen up for work.
At least she was fine now.
Yu Yuehan cupped the back of her head and took her into his arms.
“Nian Xiaomu, you scared me so much. Do you intend to scare me to death so you can get a kept man?”
“…”
Nian Xiaomu couldn’t remember what had happened last night.
She only remembered that she kept dreaming but she couldn’t remember what was in her dream.
She could only acknowledge her mistakes in the face of his accusations.
However, upon mentioning kept men, she remembered something else that was important.
“How dare you speak about it. You secretly stole all my money from my bank account and was flaunting it to the reporters!” Nian Xiaomu jumped out of bed and looked down at him with her hands on her waist.
She reached out her hand.
“Give me back all my hard-earned money!”
“…”
Yu Yuehan tidied his shirt calmly and said slowly, “Nian Xiaomu, are we a married couple?”
“I guess… yes.” Nian Xiaomu changed quickly when he glared at her.
Then, she knocked herself on the forehead for being so timid.
Yu Yuehan was very satisfied.
His lips curled. “Then did we sign any premarital agreement?”
“…”
She could already guess what he was going to say and she didn’t want to hear any of it.
“Since we are husband and wife and didn’t sign any premarital agreement. Then, your money is my money. I am just transferring my own money, is there a problem?”
“…”
She is regretting the marriage now. Can she file for a divorce?
The fastest kind.
“There is no refund for soiled goods. It’s too late to regret it.” Yu Yuehan grinned evilly and passed her a phone that was on the bedside table.
“This is my present to you for our wedding. Stop grumbling, look at your account, I transferred you some money.”
Nian Xiaomu’s mood brightened up immediately when she heard that there was money!
She took over the new phone and logged into her account.
She thought that as City H’s rich and noble, he would transfer a large sum to her.
In the dramas, wasn’t there always a scenario where the wife received large amounts of money on the first day?
Nian Xiaomu checked her balance in anticipation.
When she saw five dollars and two cents on her account, she almost smacked her phone in Yu Yuehan’s face.
“Yu Yuehan, from now on, you no longer have a wife!”
