The God of Wealth always worries about money

Ye Qiaoqiao's eyes became brighter.

Seeing Yun Chenting next to him, he couldn't help but sneered, but his tone was not cold, but very gentle, "Go to sleep first and then talk."

"...Okay." Ye Qiaoqiao looked in the direction of the kitchen with some reluctance, and finally went upstairs slowly.

Opening the door of the guest room where she usually lives, Ye Qiaoqiao looked at the very neat and clean room in front of her, feeling a little dazed.

Where are her things?
The room is very clean, but whether it is the bed sheet or the carpet on the floor, it has been replaced with the usual black, white and gray tones for hospitality.

And the color scheme she liked before disappeared completely.

At that moment, Ye Qiaoqiao almost suspected that she had entered the wrong room.

But then the maid came over, holding two vases in her arms, as if she planned to put them in the house.

Ye Qiaoqiao immediately called her to stop, pointed to the empty room, and said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Well, where are my computer and those things?"

"Young Madam, Madam ordered to put all your things back in your and the young master's room." The maid looked at Ye Qiaoqiao, blinked, her face full of doubts.

It seemed that she didn't know why Ye Qiaoqiao asked about this matter.

It was as if Ye Qiaoqiao should know.

Ye Qiaoqiao: ...

She really doesn't know!
"What about my suitcase? Isn't it all over there?" She grabbed the maid who wanted to enter the house, trying to get her to explain to herself.

However, what the maid said was completely different from what she wanted to hear.

"Young Madam, all your belongings have been sent to the third floor by Madam and the housekeeper." The maid's attitude was very respectful, and she looked at Ye Qiaoqiao with a hint of envy.

It had to be said that Ye Qiaoqiao's ability to move from the guest room to the third floor was almost a signal.

All the servants in the Yun family will know that Ye Qiaoqiao and Yun Chenting have reconciled.

It seems that the remarriage of the young master and young lady before going abroad is also true.

Thinking of this, the maid looked at Ye Qiaoqiao with more faint jealousy, what a blessing!

Ye Qiaoqiao didn't know the maid's mental activities, she was still in a daze at the moment.

Why did you move things to Yun Chenting?
As if to answer her, Yun Chenting, who had just left upstairs, appeared at the stairs again, looked at her, and said in an inaudible tone, "Your things are with me."

"...I see." Ye Qiaoqiao pursed her lips, not knowing how to express it.

Is she going to follow upstairs?
Or do you want to show that you want to live alone now and move your things back later?
Ye Qiaoqiao was at a loss for this choice.

Then Yun Chenting spoke again, this time his voice was much gentler, and also much lower and sweeter, "You come up first."

Nothing else was said.

Ye Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment, but chose to go up with him first, and talk about other matters later alone.

At this moment, she also came back to her senses.

No matter what, he and Yun Chenting are now husband and wife to the outside world, even if they, Mo Peiwen and Father Yun all know this is fake.

But the Yun family's old house is not just the four members of the Yun family.

In addition to the trustworthy housekeeper, maids and drivers are not very reliable, so they don't actually know that the remarriage is fake.

After thinking about this, Ye Qiaoqiao's nervous heart instantly relaxed.

She nodded to the maid next to her, then got up and went upstairs, followed Yun Chenting's footsteps into their room.

It was their wedding room at the beginning, and it was also the place where they woke up together after losing their memory.

"Come in." The man said in a low voice, and opened the door with his uninjured hand.

Ye Qiaoqiao pursed her lips and said "um", then, when she entered the door, she was stunned.

It turned out that the layouts she liked were all moved here. They were really moved, and the layouts were even exactly the same.

It's just that there is Yun Chenting beside her, and she doesn't even need to open the closet next to her to know that besides her own clothes, it is also filled with all kinds of shirts and suits of Yun Chenting.

This is their room.

This cognition flashed through Ye Qiaoqiao's mind, which gave her a subtle feeling.

"My mother and I suggested this. After all, you and I are husband and wife to the outside world, and something like this has happened. It's not safe even in our own home." Yun Chenting saw Ye Qiaoqiao looking around in a daze. , A hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes.

It was rare for him to explain, but it was not the first time for Ye Qiaoqiao.

Even after she lost her memory, this man always seemed to subconsciously tell him something.

When you don't understand, when you can't figure it out.

He will show up.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiaoqiao's heart began to beat faster, making a "plop plop plop" sound.

Yun Chenting looked at her, his eyes sparkled with deepness, mixed with a darkness that she couldn't understand.

She subconsciously held her breath.

The two of them got closer and closer, and it seemed like they were going to get together.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, mixed with Mo Peiwen's smiling voice, "Qiao Qiao, good news! Let me tell you... oops, I didn't see anything, keep going!"

As she came in like the wind and left like the wind, the originally charming atmosphere in the room was instantly broken up.

Then Ye Qiaoqiao and Yun Chenting looked at each other, and she looked away in embarrassment first, took a few steps back, and coughed lightly, "Then what do you mean, let's continue pretending first, and then live together?"

"In theory." Yun Chenting's eyes were still rolling on her pink lips, and his tone was a little absent-minded.

Ye Qiaoqiao subconsciously raised her eyebrows, "Huh?"

Her ending sound was elongated and raised unconsciously, it sounded like a feather fell on the tip of the heart, it was numb and itchy.

Yun Chenting's eyes darkened, and he stepped forward suddenly and used his uninjured arm to support her between the wardrobe and his chest, his eyes fixed on her face, and his voice was low and hoarse, "But I want to change now." Why don't you practice it?"

"Practice?" Ye Qiaoqiao's eyes widened, not understanding what he meant.

However, Yun Chenting didn't answer her anymore.

He proved his idea with actions, and kissed Ye Qiaoqiao directly on the lips. After tossing and turning, both of them slowly closed their eyes.

Ye Qiaoqiao's cheeks were flushed, she didn't know what she was doing, but now feeling the man's kiss, she just wanted to close her eyes and think about nothing.

Time passed bit by bit, and after an unknown amount of time, Yun Chenting finally let go of Ye Qiaoqiao's lips when she was almost out of breath.

"call……"

Ye Qiaoqiao was panting heavily, her whole body was still confused, her eyes were even more moist, Yun Chenting couldn't hold herself back when she saw it.