My husband is a boss after a flash marriage

"You want to marry my daughter without money? Get out of here as far as you can." Ning's mother was planning to let Ning Sheng marry that old man. He would get 200,000 yuan and a school district house. In this way, she wouldn't have to worry about her son's marriage. Besides, if the old man died, Ning Sheng might get a share of the money.

Lu Chuyao was a little embarrassed: "200,000 yuan is enough. If you are picky, you may not get married."

"Bah, my daughter already has someone to marry."

Ning's mother looked down on Lu Chuyao.

In her opinion, Ning Sheng must have brought a poor gigolo from somewhere.

Ning Sheng looked at her mother, "I will marry this man for 200,000 yuan, or I will commit suicide and you will send my body to that old man." Her words were not sharp, but they were full of determination.

"You, you loser!" Ning's mother cursed.

A man ran in from the door and said, "Ning Mu's mother, Mr. Chen died this morning."

"Ah?" Ning's mother was stunned and fell to the ground.

Her 200,000, her school district house, her daughter-in-law.

Old Chen was the one who had arranged a marriage for Ning Sheng before, but he died.

"You said you would marry my daughter for 200,000?" Ning's mother looked up and asked.

………

At the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Ning Sheng was a little nervous. She was only 21 years old, and she was going to get married so soon? And the person next to her was an unemployed vagrant.

"What? Did you regret it?" Lu Chuyao looked at her face.

"No, it's because of me that you lost 200,000. Go in."

Ning Sheng pulled Lu Chuyao in.

"Maybe, do you have a place to live?" Ning Sheng asked. When her mother gave her the household registration booklet, it was equivalent to driving her out, and throwing out all the luggage. She didn't let her go home at all. She didn't want to go back either. It was too depressing. She was just a commodity, sold everywhere.

"Yes."

On the first day of their wedding, Lu Chuyao took Ning Sheng back to their "new home".

90 square meters, a small room with a panoramic view.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see a big bed. The kitchen and dining table are connected together. The bathroom is squeezed in the corner. Just looking at it, it feels crowded. There is a sofa in the living room. There are two empty wine bottles and a bucket of half-eaten instant noodles on the small table next to it.

"Lu Chuyao, I want to ask... do you still have money?" Ning Sheng asked blankly.

Lu Chuyao looked at her and asked, "What's wrong? Are you regretting marrying someone like me?" In her heart, she was wondering who cleaned this room, it was too dirty.

"No, I want to buy some vegetables and cook." Ning Sheng sighed, "It's the first day of marriage after all. Are the two of us going to squeeze together to eat instant noodles?"

Lu Chuyao flipped through his trouser pocket and took out 250 yuan, "Is it enough?"

"You go out to buy vegetables for me, and I'll clean the room, okay?" Ning Sheng felt like she had her own home since she came in, and she was directing her newlywed husband to start working.

"I... buy vegetables?" Lu Chuyao was puzzled.

He had never bought vegetables before, where was the vegetable market?

"You used to eat instant noodles?" Ning Sheng asked, her words softened involuntarily, with a hint of sympathy, "You can't eat instant noodles every day."

Lu Chuyao: "..."

Why do I feel like an old mother every time I face this woman? !

He took the menu Ning Sheng gave him and went out.

"Lin Shang, where is the vegetable market?"

Lin Shang, who was standing aside, almost fell over, as if he didn't know the man in front of him, the president of the empire, the richest man in the world. The private chefs were all invited from France, and they were top chefs with Michelin stars. Why did he suddenly have to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables?

Are you crazy?