Chapter 64

"Tell me when you go back to the auction. I'll come and join the fun." Joanne said with a smile.

Ling Yi hurriedly accepted the noisy mood and asked softly, "in that case, why didn't you buy it?"

Joan's hand touched her handbag. There were 3.07 million cheques in it. She smiled and said, "I'm worried about money recently. Next time."

"Anxious to use money?" Ling Yi wondered at the bottom of her eyes: "what's the matter? Do you need help?"

"No." Joanne explained, "just an elder gave me a very expensive gift. I want to return it."

"Well." Ling Yi doesn't know much about qiao'an, but she knows that she lived in Qiao's house before and didn't move out until she was 18.

Thinking it should be sent by the Qiao family, she didn't want to owe a favor.

"OK, then you can contact me at any time."

"I see."

All the way to the piano house, Ling Yicai left.

When the room fell silent, Joanne inevitably thought of the thing in the coffee shop. Who was the person who helped her?

Is that him?

Why did you help her without saying a word?

Afraid she'll recognize it?

……

In the evening, aunt Fang sent a driver from the house to pick her up. Joan actually didn't want to go back, but after all, she personally promised to continue the marriage. It didn't seem appropriate to go back so soon.

She got on the bus and was relieved to hear that Aunt Fang said Huo Chengzhou hadn't come back.

After a hurried dinner, she planned to go upstairs. Aunt Fang told her, "madam, sir, let's move your room to the third floor, next to him."

Joanne was stunned: "why?"

"The noise in the guest bedroom on the second floor is too loud. Mr. playing games can't be changed for a moment."

Aunt Fang explained: "the second bedroom on the third floor is larger, and I wrapped the corners of the room with corner guards. I'm not afraid of knocking and bumping."

Joanne frowned: "can't he wear headphones when he plays games?"

"No!"

Suddenly, a slightly cold male voice came, followed by the sound of wheelchair rotation. The man soon came close and said, "this is my home."

Joan's red lips were slightly pursed, and an obvious displeasure was added to her beautiful little face: "since she is married, this is our common home."

Huo Chengzhou did not know where the evil spirit came from: "your name is not on the real estate certificate."

Aunt Fang looked at Huo Chengzhou incredulously: "sir!"

You talk to your wife like that!

Aunt Fang really hates iron but not steel.

Joanne was wronged: she didn't want to come back!

"Aunt Fang, send a driver to give me a ride. I'll go back to the piano house."

Qiao an said and turned her wheelchair to the door, but unexpectedly, Huo Chengzhou held her hand: "speak clearly before you go."

Aunt Fang almost scratched her ears and cheeks: "Sir, madam..."

"Aunt Fang." Huo Chengzhou's tone was a little cool: "you go and be busy first. I have something to talk to my wife."

Aunt Fang handed him a self-conscious look and left the living room.

There were only two people left in such a big space. Huo Chengzhou looked at the wronged appearance of Joan biting her lips, and his heart suddenly softened, followed by irritability and depression.

"Let's talk."

Joan raised her chin and her eyes were filled with grievances that she wanted to cry, but she stubbornly held back her tears: "what are you talking about?"

Huo Chengzhou turned her wheelchair half a circle and looked down on her cold little face: "you and I were forced to have no choice in this marriage, so I asked a lawyer to draft a one-year marriage agreement. We are still free when the agreement expires."