Rebirth 1991: Marrying the beautiful squad leader at the beginning

Hearing the noise, Yang Yue's boyfriend came out of the door. His height of 1.8 meters and handsome features made him stand out in the sunlight.

Standing in front of Yang Yue, who is 1.5 meters tall and weighs 1.5 meters, the difference between the two is like heaven and earth.

The only difference is that Yang Yue's boyfriend is five or six years older than her, at least around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.

To be fair, Yang Yue's partner is a perfect match for her, and in terms of appearance alone, they are more than good enough.

"Qian Huan, this is my niece's family. Come and say hello to them."

The aunt greeted Qian Huan with a smile and introduced him to Yu Nian's family.

"sister……"

Upon hearing this, Qian Huan nodded to Yang Ru as a greeting, but his attitude was indifferent. He didn't even glance at Yu Nian before walking back into the house.

The aunt was a little embarrassed by this and could only explain with a smile, "Young people are all like this, you should understand."

“You’re right, that’s how young people are these days. But…”

Yang Ru smiled and whispered in her aunt's ear, "Your son-in-law is really handsome. Yang Yue is so lucky in the future."

"Ugh."

Hearing this, the aunt sighed and said with a wry smile, "You can tell what your sister is really like. She's so handsome and drives a Mercedes. If she's interested in your sister, she must either be blind or have ulterior motives. It's hard to say whether it's a blessing or a curse."

"Auntie, don't overthink it. Maybe it's true love."

Although Yang Ru felt that Yang Yue and Qian Huan were indeed not a good match, she couldn't say it outright and could only offer comfort.

In contrast, Yu Nian was indifferent to this matter. Since it was none of his business, he didn't care whether it succeeded or failed.

So, feeling thirsty, he went inside, pulled up a chair, sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it.

He had just finished drinking a glass of water when Yang Wen came over, beaming, and pulled him outside, saying, "Come on, your aunt will take you shopping."

Seeing how enthusiastic her aunt and cousin were, Yu Nian couldn't bear to refuse. After saying goodbye to Yang Ru, she went out shopping with Yang Wen.

Inside the bedroom, Qian Huan, who witnessed this scene through the window, had a complex expression and felt a pang of sadness.

Just then, the mobile phone clipped to my waist rang.

He answered the phone, listened to what was being said on the other end, and said unhappily, "I know, it's just a few days overdue on the car rental. I'll give it back to you in a few days. Bye!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone impatiently, his face revealing his frustration.

That's right.

The car was rented this time, and I was completely broke.

Even the old-fashioned mobile phone he wore on his waist was a broken second-hand item.

Speaking of which, he had been in Jiangdu City for seven or eight years, and not only had he not made any money, but he had also lost a lot of money. He was good at nothing, but by chance he met Yang Yue, which made him want to marry her.

To be fair, Yang Yue is indeed generous. Although she is just a small-time real estate agent, she spends more money than she earns each month and treats her friends to meals every few days. She has never cared about money.

Even the rented apartments are large, single-level units that cost several hundred yuan a month, far exceeding the spending power of ordinary people.

So, assuming Yang Yue was a rich heiress, he began a relentless pursuit of her.

After winning Yang Yue's heart, his first thought was to arrange the marriage. He planned to use Yang Yue's family background to climb the social ladder, so he rented a Mercedes-Benz specifically for this purpose.

To his utter surprise, Yang Yue's family lived in the county town and ran an ordinary factory. This was completely different from what he had imagined, and it was like a bucket of cold water being poured over him.

He could accept marrying a fat woman to secure his future, but now that his livelihood was meager, Qian Huan naturally didn't want to stay with Yang Yue anymore.

So his first thought was to leave immediately, but before he even stepped out the door, he saw Yang Wen, who was so beautiful she looked like she had stepped out of a painting, and he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Then, a thought crossed his mind, and he suddenly realized that if he could marry Yang Wen, this trip would not have been in vain.

With this in mind, Qian Huan decided to stay.

Before he could even get a chance to speak, he saw Yu Nian leave with Yang Wen, and his displeasure instantly surged into his heart.

After all, Yang Wen is his future wife.

Qian Huan's gaze fell on the direction where Yu Nian, driving a Suzuki Alto with Yang Wen in tow, disappeared at the gate, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, that cold light transformed into disdain and contempt.

"Hmph! Someone driving a beat-up Alto can't possibly outperform someone driving a Mercedes like me?"

Qian Huan curled his lip, his face full of disdain. He didn't consider Yu Nian a competitor, nor did he think that two people of different generations would have a chance to be together.

However, seeing the two of them together made him feel uneasy.

What he didn't know was that Yu Nian, who was already out on the street, was completely shocked by Yang Wen.

"This one, this one, and that one... Yes, yes, I'll take them all."

Yang Wen, with an air of domineering authority, instructed the boss to take only the most expensive food, drinks, and entertainment.

In less than ten minutes, more than 400 yuan had been spent, leaving Yu Nian dumbfounded and speechless.

But Yang Wen had no intention of stopping. In the next half hour, she spent another 300 yuan, bringing the total to nearly 800 yuan.

In an era where the average monthly salary is less than seventy yuan, spending eight hundred yuan in half an hour is something that even Yang Wen's family, who owns a furniture factory, cannot afford.

Judging from the size of Yang Wen's furniture factory and the number of workers, even in the best-case scenario, she wouldn't be able to earn seven thousand yuan a month.

However, Yang Wen's spending is unusually high, which is clearly inconsistent with her income.

Moreover, based on our conversation just now, Yang Wen is currently attending university in the provincial capital, and the living expenses her family gives her are at most a hundred or so yuan a month, which is simply not enough to cover such expenses.

"Take whatever you like, your aunt and cousin will pay for it today."

Yang Wen casually grabbed a handful of chewing gum and stuffed it into Yu Nian's pocket, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Don't worry, your aunt has money."

"You're so rich."

Yu Nian touched the chewing gum that had been stuffed into his pocket and tentatively asked, "How much do you spend on living expenses each month?"

"You shouldn't ask about your aunts and cousins' affairs."

Yang Wen rolled her eyes at Yu Nian with a smile, put her hands in her pockets, and pouted at him with a haughty look, saying, "Put everything in the car, hurry up, stop talking nonsense!"

"Okay, sure."

Since Yang Wen was unwilling to talk about it, Yu Nian didn't press her further. After wandering around for a while and spending over a hundred yuan, the two of them finally drove home slowly.

As Yang Wen passed by a convoy of Mercedes-Benz cars, her eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Wow, these are all luxury cars! I hardly ever see any of them in the provincial capital, but there's a whole bunch of them here today!"

Yu Nian glanced at Yang Wen, smiled, said nothing, and drove straight home.

One minute later, I entered the factory.

Upon entering the factory, both of them widened their eyes in unison.

Suddenly, three or four plainclothes police officers appeared at the door and began investigating.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

After getting out of the car, Yang Wen curiously asked her mother, who was standing to the side, "What happened?"

"The factory's accounts don't match up."

Aunt waved her hand impatiently, shooing Yang Wen away. "When I checked the accounts, tens of thousands of yuan were missing. This happens every year when you're on vacation. This year I don't believe it. I'm calling the police to investigate. If this continues, our family will be robbed of everything."