The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

"Mom, I'll bring him to see you! I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."

"you……"

Before Wang Yaju could say anything else, Shen Qing hung up the phone.

She is the only daughter in the family, and her parents pay special attention to her marriage.

During the two years that she was with Qin Feng, her parents asked relatives and friends to introduce her to potential partners, but Shen Qing rejected them all. She had sworn that she would not marry anyone else in her life.

Thinking back on my previous oath now, it’s really quite ironic.

After hanging up, she put her phone back in her bag and took the elevator downstairs.

Coincidentally.

it's raining outside.

Great!

It was as if God felt sorry for her.

She hid in the building for a long time, thinking a lot. Although it was June, she still felt a little bit of chill in her dress.

She rubbed her arms with both hands so that she wouldn't feel so cold.

After a while, the rain stopped.

It might be a thunderstorm, and the sky suddenly brightened.

Shen Qing drove the car and prepared to return to her house.

She is an excellent teacher at a famous university.

The salary was still considerable, and with the help of my parents, I bought a two-bedroom, one-living-room house in the city center.

Now she suddenly understood what Wang Yaju had said to her: a woman must have a house of her own, so that she would have a place to return to at all times.

At this moment, she suddenly understood. What a shitty man, I don't even want him, a scumbag man and a supporting role woman, this is the perfect match, she is just a passerby.

She turned on the music in the car and started humming along.

……

On the wide road.

A Rolls-Royce was driving at high speed.

The man sitting in the back seat was wearing a black suit, sunglasses stuck on his strong nose, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. He turned his head to look out the window.

He was interrupted by the ringing of the telephone.

But he didn't pick up the phone. Driving assistant Yang Jian glanced at the rearview mirror and reminded him, "Mr. Yan, your phone is ringing."

The man sitting in the back reluctantly answered the phone.

He said in a low voice, "Dad, I will not marry Xinxin."

He seemed to already know why this call was made to him.

"I don't agree. You must marry Xinxin. Your Uncle Liu and I made an engagement a long time ago. You can't break it, otherwise I will let your Uncle Liu down."

"In a week, it will be your wedding with Xinxin. If you can't finish it on time, you can't enter the Yan family. I will pretend that I don't have a son like you."

The man sitting in the back seat raised his eyelids and said unconvincedly, "If you don't want to go in, then don't go in. Anyway, Liu Xinxin can marry whoever she wants, but I won't marry her."

"Good! You are worthy of being my son, Yan Xiangting. From today on, the Yan family has nothing to do with you, and you are not to spend a single cent of the Yan family's money. I will also take back the garage and the house. Nothing belongs to you."

"Whatever..." The man in the back seat uttered these two words softly, then hung up the phone.

"Stop the car!" the boy's voice was very cold.

"Young Master Yan, this is the express lane, you can't stop."

"Stop when I tell you to."

"Mr. Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"This car belongs to the Yan family. I won't ride it. Remember, from today on, the Yan family has nothing to do with me."

"But……"

"If you don't listen, I'll kill you." The man in the back seat had a serious expression, and his sharp eyes seemed to tell him that if he didn't stop the car, he would be finished.

Yang Jian had no choice but to stop the car. He didn't dare to offend the man behind him, as he would suffer the consequences if he did.

The man in the back seat got out of the car and said to Yang Jian before closing the door, "Go ahead!"

Because it was the express lane and there were so many vehicles behind him, Yang Jian had no choice but to drive away.

The man who had just gotten off the car was standing at the very edge of the expressway.

A big hand with distinct bones took out cigarettes and lighter from his pocket.

He had just put a cigarette between his lips and was about to light it when a Mercedes-Benz drove towards him.

He was so scared that he spat out the cigarette in his mouth, and screamed, "Ah——"

The Mercedes-Benz suddenly braked.

Shen Qing was also frightened. After a pause, she slowly unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, and walked embarrassedly towards the man who was very close to her car.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, I hope you weren't scared."

The man raised his eyelids and looked at Shen Qing, "You just passed your driver's license!"

"No! It's been three years since I passed the exam." Shen Qing said lightly.

"How dare you say your driving skills took three years? To say it took three days would be unfair to your skills." said the man.

"I...I'm really sorry. I'm in a bad mood today and a little absent-minded."

The man looked at Shen Qing carefully and asked, "Is being in a bad mood an excuse for not driving properly?"

"Sir, I'm really sorry. If I scared you, I sincerely apologize to you." Shen Qing bowed 90 degrees.

"Forget it! Just go away!" Seeing Shen Qing apologize sincerely, the man didn't say anything else.

He bent down to pick up the cigarette he had just spit on the ground. He was a mysophobe and had no habit of littering.

Shen Qing's eyes fell on the bent cigarette in the man's hand. She suddenly felt a little sorry for him. He picked up the bent cigarette, which looked like a good way to live.

"This cigarette... seems to be unsmokable!" Shen Qing said.

The man raised his eyelids and glanced at Shen Qing, "Yes, if it weren't for you, he wouldn't have fallen to the ground."

Shen Qing still felt a little guilty. After all, it was her fault. Although there was no loss of life or property, she couldn't just walk away like that.

She pursed her lips and said, "Then I'll compensate you!"

"What compensation do you give me?"

"Cigarettes! Your cigarettes fell to the ground because of me. I'll give you a box as compensation." Shen Qing quickly walked to the car, took out a bag from the car, took out a hundred yuan from the bag and handed it to the man in front of her.

"This hundred yuan is enough for you to buy two or three packs of cigarettes. Consider it my apology to you."

The man glanced at the hundred yuan in Shen Qing's hand and did not take it.

The cigarette he dropped on the ground couldn't be bought even with a hundred dollars.

"What? Still think it's not enough?" Shen Qing took out another hundred yuan from her bag and said generously, "I'll let you buy a few more boxes."

The man looked at Shen Qing with a half-smile, "Your two hundred yuan is not even enough to buy me a box of cigarettes!"

Shen Qing's eyes widened. "Who are you trying to fool? You're not trying to scam me!" Shen Qing glanced back at her car. "Let me tell you, even though I drive a Mercedes, I don't have any money. I bought it with a loan. If you really want to scam me, you've got the wrong person."