After the flash marriage, it was discovered that her husband was the richest man

An Xin pursed her lips, a little hesitant.

She never thought about being a real couple with him. After all, she just wanted to fulfill her grandma's wish, and she wasn't really ready to live with a stranger.

but……

If grandma wakes up and finds out that she is married but living apart from her husband, how is she going to explain to grandma?

So after hesitating for a few seconds, she chose to collect the money.

Then go back to one word: good.

She will try to get used to the fact that she has an extra husband.

As for the money he gave...

When the time comes, just buy some things he can use. As for what she wants to use, she can buy it with her own money.

Although we are living together, but... some things are better to be clear.

After making up his mind, An Xin rode a small electric donkey back home in a hurry.

After tidying up a bit, I dragged the suitcase down to the underground parking lot, ready to drive there.

But looking at a row of gorgeous supercars in the parking lot, An Xin fell silent.

Once again, she couldn't help but doubt the eyes of her master and senior brothers.

Even if a design can be sought after by thousands of people, how can the aesthetics of choosing a car be so unique? !

An Xin shook her head and chose to take a taxi.

Standing at the door of 1601 with a suitcase in hand, An Xin fell silent.

Lu Yinghuai did not tell her his home address.

After helping her forehead, she sent Lu Yinghuai a WeChat message.

[Mr. Lu, what is the password for your door? 】

After waiting for 5 minutes, but did not get a reply from the man, An Xin tentatively called Lu Yinghuai.

After two rings, he was hung up.

An Xin raised her eyebrows, guessing that he should be busy, and chose not to bother.

Carrying the suitcase, he turned around and left the community, ready to take a taxi back to his home.

Lu Yinghuai on the other end hung up the phone, frowned and threw the phone to his assistant Han Song, "Let's deal with it, why do harassing calls come into my phone."

"Yes."

Han Song took the phone, turned and left the meeting room.

Lu Yinghuai turned to look at everyone in the conference room, "How did you find out about Alva's whereabouts?"

"It has been confirmed that he is in Haicheng, but the specific identity and location have not been found. Alva is too mysterious, and it is not even sure whether he is a man or a woman."

"Continue to check," Lu Yinghuai tapped his fingers on the table, "Resorts are the key to the transformation of the hotel chain under Huanyu. Alva's design style fits well with our future development plan. We must convince her to join Huanyu."

"Yes, Mr. Lu, we must find her as soon as possible."

Lu Yinghuai nodded and continued to the next topic.

In the corridor, Han Song simply blacklisted the "harassing calls" and switched the screen to contact the communication company.

Seeing an unread WeChat message at a glance, click to open it.

Han Song has an impression of the WeChat account whose avatar is the vision picture of Alva's famous work "Dream".

It's Boss Lu's savior, the newly appointed Mrs. Lu, don't worry.

It is also because of this WeChat avatar that President Lu wants to cooperate with Alva.

Han Song glanced at the message sent by An Xin, and then typed on the keyboard to reply.

[l: 906386, you can enter your fingerprints after unlocking. 】

Kaisa's apartment was ordered by Mr. Lu to buy An Xin after he agreed to marry him. The purpose was to hide Mr. Lu's real identity.

Therefore, he is the one who takes care of everything in the apartment, and he knows the password by heart.

When the WeChat message popped up, An Xin just clicked on the taxi app.

Seeing the news, she could only turn around and go back.

Opening the door of Lu Yinghuai's house, a cold tone greeted her.

She took off her shoes, walked around barefoot and came to a conclusion: Well, this decoration is very Lu Yinghuai!

Beautiful, but cold, not like a home.

rather like...

An Xin thought of the huge black and white study room, pursed her lips and smiled, it looked like an office.

Walking down in a circle, An Xin felt hesitant, put on her shoes, entered fingerprints on the access control, closed the door and left.

As soon as Lu Yinghuai was busy, he was busy until almost nine o'clock in the evening.

After processing the last document, he stretched his stiff neck, "Han Song, go prepare the car."

"Okay, Mr. Lu." Han Song took the order and turned around, walked to the door and stopped again, "By the way, Mr. Lu, husband...Miss An sent a message to ask for the password of the door before, it should be moved, you have to go and see see?"

Lu Yinghuai paused slightly with the hand holding the coat, "Yes."

Han Song nodded and turned to prepare the car.

It was only when Lu Yinghuai went downstairs that he realized that it was snowing at some point.

The Haicheng wind at night was colder than during the day, whizzing and blowing on people's faces, as if trying to peel off a layer of skin.

He frowned, thinking of that thin and slender figure for some reason.

In such a cold day, riding a small electric donkey through the wind and snow, I don't know what it will be like to freeze.

When Han Song drove the car over, he saw Mr. Lu staring at Daxue in a daze.

The handsome face looked a little colder than Xue's, and his heart skipped a beat. He didn't know who the unlucky guy was who made Mr. Lu so "troublesome" to think about it.

"Han Song, go and prepare another car." Lu Yinghuai sat down in the back seat of the Maybach, his voice was indistinct in the wind and snow, "Around [-] yuan, suitable for girls."

Han Song was slightly stunned and realized that this car was probably bought for the new wife.

The car drove silently and steadily in the wind and snow, and half an hour later, it stopped at Kaisa's No. 6 underground garage.

Lu Yinghuai got off the car, "Don't come to pick me up tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

When Lu Yinghuai opened the door and came in, An Xin was coming out of the kitchen wearing home clothes and holding a bowl of steaming noodles.

Looking at each other, both of them froze for a moment.

An Xin didn't expect him to come back at this time. After all, he said that he had a lot of things to do and it would be very late, so she simply cooked a bowl of noodles.

Not his share.

Lu Yinghuai glanced at the drastically changed apartment and couldn't get used to it for a while.

Seeing that he frowned slightly, and his eyes swept over some small ornaments she bought all over the decoration city in the afternoon, his expression was not very good.

After thinking about it, he explained in a soft voice, "Sorry, you asked me to buy it myself, so... If Mr. Lu doesn't like it, I'll put it away later."

"No, just put it away after you buy it." The man's voice was cold, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy. 【1】【6】【6】【Small】【Say】

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while, An Xin lowered her eyes to look at the noodles in her hand, "Well, Mr. Lu, you..."

"Ying Huai."

"Huh?" An Xin didn't react for a moment.

Lu Yinghuai raised his eyes to look at her, "Ying Huai, or Lu Yinghuai. Mr. Lu, you are too natural."

After a pause, she frowned and asked, "Or, do you prefer your husband to call you Miss An?"

Only then did An Xin understand what he meant.

They are now husband and wife.

How can a husband and wife still call each other Mr. Lu and Ms. An? !

"Okay," the slender eyelashes drooped, and he changed his words with peace of mind, "Ying Huai, have you eaten yet?"

It's just a title, Ying Huai is still Mr. Lu, there is not much difference.

When the word "no" blurted out, Lu Yinghuai was startled.

He obviously ate the takeaway that Han Song ordered for him.