If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

Not 500 million.

Not 20 million.

It is 520 million.

no more, no less.

Exactly 520 million.

Wan Chuncao was holding her cell phone and was still a little nervous in the elevator.

The SMS message of the fund arrival came together with the WeChat transfer message, so it couldn’t have been sent to her by someone else.

Who else could it be except Xu Muyu.

Chen Zhen has left, and it was still quite a shock when he left.

After counting the amount, he said after a long while: "So this is the real interest of you rich people."

Interesting?

Is Xu Muyu the kind of person who would find this kind of thing interesting?

After getting off the elevator, Wan Chuncao went straight to the room with her cell phone.

As soon as she entered the room, Xu Muyu put down his phone.

Seeing the expression on her face, he understood: "Did you receive everything?"

"Ah, I received them all."

Wan Chuncao walked over and stood in front of him: "Not a small amount."

Xu Muyu nodded with satisfaction: "That's good."

However, he thought there were no restrictions on WeChat transfers: "I studied it for a few days and didn't find any restrictions on daily transfers, so I transferred them to you separately."

He looked at her phone not only to reply to messages sent to her, but also to figure out how to transfer money to her.

Wan Chuncao's face showed no expression: "Why, transfer money to me?"

He pushed the card in his hand to her: "I saw the message you sent to Chen She. You said the payment would be made today. You can give him the money on this card."

Wan Chuncao didn't take the card: "Didn't you want me to give the money you transferred to me to him?"

Xu Muyu was not in a hurry either. He said, "I transferred the money to you so that you would come to me."

He put the card in her hand: "I knew you would come to ask me. What's on this card is what I want you to display."

Wan Chuncao still didn't understand.

"Because if I transfer it to you directly, you will definitely not accept it, right?"

Xu Muyu put the card into her hand and never let go of her hand. He smiled at her and said, "You will definitely say that I am poor and unemployed, so you can't take my money and let me keep the money for my retirement."

Wan Chuncao pulled her hand away and turned her head away: "I didn't say that."

Then he turned back to: "Then why did you transfer me money that has special meaning?"

Xu Muyu smiled and said, "Even if I give you the card now, you may not accept it."

So he made preparations for both scenarios.

He transferred money to Wan Chuncao. If she refused to accept the transfer, he would give her the card.

If I give her the card and she still doesn't accept it, at least the transferred money is already in her hands.

Xu Muyu smiled at her and said, "And you said that if a transfer with special meaning is transferred to you, it cannot be returned."

That’s not what Guan Chuncao said. What she meant was that if there were any problems in their marriage in the future, those transfers with special meanings would not need to be returned.

She pulled her hand away again: "I didn't say that."

Xu Muyu simply grabbed her wrist, pulled her onto his lap, and deliberately asked her: "Then I heard it wrong, I thought it was the same in marriage. Or do you think there will be any problems in our marriage?"

Wan Chuncao glared at him: "We won't get divorced."

Xu Muyu put his arm around her waist and smiled: "That means the transfer within the marriage also counts. If I give it to you, you can't return it."

"you you you you!"

Wan Chuncao wanted to scold him: "When did you become such a scoundrel!"

Xu Muyu hooked her hand around his neck and smiled: "Yeah."

Guan Chuncao hooked her arms around Xu Muyu's neck, and the sound became less loud.

But she still thought he had nothing to do: "Why did you transfer money to me for no reason? Do you think I don't have money for the decoration? Also, why did you have to transfer 1314 or 520? Why did you transfer it like that?"

Xu Muyu insisted that she hold the card: "The money in the card is what I want you to give to Chen Shi, the 520 I transferred to you, and the 1314 is what I want to give you."

"It's just for you."

He said, "You said I would give it to you when I wanted to spend money on you."

There is no time, it is now.

Wan Chuncao was stunned: "Then you don't have to transfer 520 million to me."

Xu Muyu apologized: "It's a little too little, I'll transfer it to you."

He hasn't transferred money to anyone else for a long time, so he's not sure where to draw the line.

He thought about 520 and 1314 for a long time, wondering which one had a better meaning.

But compared to the uncertain 1314 in the future, isn’t 520 the best way to express my current feelings?

But now it seems that 1314 is more appropriate.

Wan Chuncao scolded him: "Don't transfer it again, young master, you also gave me a card, isn't that enough?"

"That's different."

Xu Muyu explained: "Transfers are transfers, and cards are cards."

Wan Chuncao felt there was no difference: "It's all the same."

"No, it's different."

Xu Muyu held Guan Chuncao's lower back and said, "You can spend the money you are given. You can only spend it yourself. You are not allowed to use it as household expenses. The card I gave you is for use in our family."

Wan Chuncao didn't know why he was so obsessed with this: "I still have money, and our family is not short of money."

Xu Muyu looked at her: "I know. But I want to take responsibility for taking care of this family."

"I've said that we should live a good life. This home is our home. We can't let you be the only one to make sacrifices for our home."

He should have taken over the matter the first time she spent money on him. Even though he was suspicious of her and felt unfamiliar with her at first, he should have taken on the responsibility first.

However, his situation made it impossible for him to speak, and he didn't know how to start.

After being with her, he knew that he could tell anything.

So now, he's speaking out.

He wants to take care of this family with her.

Guan Chuncao still held the thin card in her hand, her eyes fixed on Xu Muyu.

She saw his always handsome face, now with a hint of determination.

Very firm.

"husband……"

She stared at him for a long time: "Don't lie to me, how much money do you have?"

Xu Muyu saw all kinds of expressions on her face, including speculation, doubt, and suspicion, as well as a little worry about his mental state.

He lowered his head and laughed, then leaned close to her ear and said a number.

Wan Chuncao immediately shouted: "You signed a contract with the devil!? You exchanged your soul for money??"

She didn't believe the numbers he said at all!

Anyway, she couldn't believe that Xu Muyu had so much money: "Where does your money come from? You stay at home every day either reading or studying, and you wear such old clothes, eat such poorly, and live in a bad place."

"Where on earth did you get your money from?"

It seems that his image in her mind is like that.

Xu Muyu laughed again.

After laughing enough, he explained to her seriously: "My father's current company has a part of my mother. After my mother passes away, her part will be inherited by me."

"Not long after I was born, during the years when their relationship was good, they even invested in a growth fund for me in my name."

In other words, this was the first time that Wan Chuncao looked at Xu Muyu with such a strange look in her eyes: "You really are a rich man."

"Isn't he a poor, sour little fool who eats cold meals every day, lives in an old house, has a bad temper, doesn't like to talk to people, and doesn't like to talk to people?"

She gasped: "I really married a rich man."

"She's still young, kind of pretty, a little bit big, and rich."