Chapter 0012 – He Didn’t Recognize His Wife (2 / 2)

Tang Jia Chong chilled his face.

There was no reason for him to think otherwise; the little commotion that Mako had caused that day at the penthouse bar had left him with an already bad first impression of her.

He still had to ask Mako’s, though, about the parents.

“Should I meet your parents?”

“Let’s wait for some days, my mom is angry, I’ll find a reason to explain it to my mom.” Mako said.

This is just right, Tang Jia Chong thought.

He’s most afraid of trouble.

And I don’t know if I’ve come out of one pit and fallen into another.

Is a gold-digging woman more difficult to deal with than the devil of Fu Di?

Women tended to be a pain in the ass, and he just didn’t have the energy or time to deal with it.

He was running such a large group of companies all by himself, and he was already busy with work.

Simply don’t want to be bothered by the trivialities of life like women and personal relationships.

I just hope she’ll be honest and peaceful.

Now it seems as if it would be hard to expect the two couples to cultivate a relationship.

Since he was the one who initiated the marriage, he could only walk away.

“Let’s go.” Tang Jiachong helped her load her luggage into the trunk.

This Volvo was the first car he ever bought.

The exterior design of this brand’s cars is calm and understated, yet businesslike.

When I bought the car, Tang Jiachong was still very young and chose this brand in order to make his image look solid.

Now this car is the cheapest and lowest profile of all those cars he has.

Fang Qin told him to conceal his identity, and he more or less felt that this was inappropriate.

However, in his heart, he also held a relatively large skepticism towards the heart of this person, Mu Xiao, and could not think of a better way, so he decided to listen to his mother’s arrangement to temporarily conceal his identity.

So, in the future, if you meet up with Mako, you will only drive this car.

The car is quiet, turning the corner to look in the rearview mirror, Tang Jia Chong inadvertently saw the corners of the mouth of Mu Xiao up, the expression looks quite happy look.

Heck, of course she’s happy.

Took three times as much dowry as before, and as soon as the marriage license was issued, she was screaming husband on the left and husband on the right.

Screaming gave him goosebumps.

“Hubby, do you see how my hair is cut?” Mu Xiao turned her head and asked him with a smile.

Tang Jia Chong was thinking about things and was coldly surprised by Mu Xiao’s question, staring at her new hairstyle for two seconds before answering, “…… It’s neat.”

Black lines appeared on Mako’s brain.

It turned out to be a straight man, so I had to skim it in bemusement.

“The service at the Famous Grand Hotel is pretty good, just now you went in and hooted and hollered as a bunch of staff ran over to greet you.”

“Well, good service.”

The car drove into the underground garage of a neighborhood called Mission Hills Garden.

The parking space ahming was also bought together and the license plate number was recorded.

Ah Ming sent all the information about the neighborhood to Tang Jia Chong on WeChat, including the parking space number.

Before he came Ah Ming also showed him around his new home.

It’s just that ah Ming did the driver, Tang Jia Chong forgot to pay attention to the parking space for a moment.

The basement is curvy, so Tang Jiachong can’t find his parking space at once.

Seeing that it was taking a bit too long to drive around the garage, I had to see the building number plate and find an empty spot nearby to park in.

The two men reached the floor and unlocked the door to enter the house.

Everything around them was strange to Mu Xiao, and the same was true for Tang Jia Chong.

Standing in the unfamiliar room was a bit magical for both of them.

They’re going to live in this house from now on, with a marriage partner they’ve only just met.

The house is about 160 square feet with two bedrooms and one bath.

One space in the living room is an open study, raised one step, with a very large desk in the center and a back wall to bookcases that extend to the top.

There was very little other furniture, and few things placed on it, and there was no lived-in look to it; the room was clean, but it was also empty.

“Wow, the house is pretty new, did you originally live here alone, or is it newly remodeled? No, it doesn’t look like it’s completely new, when did you buy it?”

Tang Jia Chong paused for two seconds, “Last year, it’s been empty and unoccupied.”