C22

"Who's your sister-in-law? Du Xiaoyu, come over here! I promise I won't kill you!" Han Qizheng waved to her. This girl hadn't fought for three days, so she was going to untie the roof.

He could do nothing about it. In front of him, Du Xiaoyu was like a tame kitten, obediently tiptoeing and slowly walking towards him, occasionally looking at Han Rui and Xu Muyun begging for help. Xu Muyun looked at her pitiful appearance and wanted to pull her back, but Han Rui held her hand and whispered, "Don't worry about them, your husband is lecturing his wife!"

Xu Muyun looked at the two of them in confusion. Was this really possible? Even though she had been inside for so many years, she had never heard of this kind of relationship between husband and wife!

Han Qizheng wanted to go and teach her a lesson, but his father stopped him with a wave of his hand. "Who gave you the guts to always bully our Xiao Yu. Go to the side."

"Dad, this girl is too honest if she doesn't take care of things. She's always a big spender." Han Qizheng held onto his aching head with a face full of unwillingness.

"I have no time for you. About the couple's matters, go back and settle them by yourself. Get married quickly, and I'll also give you a red packet. Don't flirt around in front of us all day, you're not going to do proper business."

Han Peishan took out his cellphone from his pocket and walked in front of Xu Muyun, "Come here, Dad will give you a red packet. The cheque is too vulgar, Dad will directly transfer it."

Xu Muyun didn't understand what he was talking about, but her gaze turned to Han Rui for help. Han Rui smiled and took out his phone, "Dad, our Yun'er doesn't have a phone yet, I'll buy it for her tomorrow. You can give it to me first, I'll give it to her tomorrow."

"Mm, that's fine, but you have to transfer my daughter-in-law back. Don't try to steal it, save up for your private money. Let me know, I won't forgive you!" Han Peishan joked.

At the beginning, he had ordered a transfer of 66 million, but he was reminded that he couldn't complete the transfer. He handed the phone over to Han Qizheng and said, "Brat, let me see, why can't I transfer? How come I didn't know. "

Han Qizheng looked at the numbers on the screen and widened his eyes in shock. "Dad, of course you won't be able to transfer this. This card of yours can only transfer 5 million in a single stroke. You have to transfer the amount of 60 million at least 14 times. You won't be able to transfer it once."

5 million. Xu Muyun counted silently with her fingers. She wanted to take off her shoes and stick out her toes to calculate how much money it was. He also said he would transfer it 14 times. Was he sure he was talking about RMB? She remembered that when she first went to the agency, she was only looking for a job with a monthly salary of over 2000. How long would she have to earn 5 million for 14 times?

"Dad, 6600 is fine, you just have to make do with the remaining 9 million. Give me 9 million. I'm going to get a wife now too." Han Qizheng directly transferred 9 million from his father's bank account to him using the 'job facilities'.

Han Peishan was in a good mood today, so he did not beat him up. This kid was really greedy, he had just given him 25% of the shares, and now he stole another 9 million from him. If he were to say that he was going to raise a child to protect him from elders, it seemed like he could no longer count on Han Peishan.

The five of them had their first reunion meal in twenty-eight years. The dishes were all made by Han Qizheng and were not complicated.

At the dinner table, Han Rui did the same as that day, and took good care of Xu Muyun. She ate a lot of seafood, but she didn't peel any of it herself.

Seeing their loving expressions, Han Peishan was very pleased. On the other hand, that little girl Du Xiaoyu didn't even get to enjoy the treatment of a daughter-in-law at all, constantly helping his old son peel seafood shells, sandwich food, and pour wine, yet his old son didn't appreciate it. As he ate, he was also insulting others.

Han Peishan, who had been sober for years, lifted his glass again for the first time. It was an exciting day. As he grew older, he hadn't drunk any alcohol for many years. However, after a few drinks, he started to feel a bit drunk.

Du Xiaoyu's mother urged her to go home, and Han Qizheng had no choice but to send her home. Han Rui was afraid that his father would have a rash when he went out and got drunk, so he didn't let him go home, but slept in the guest room.

Looking at the door of the guest room that was opened, Xu Muyun pointed at it and asked, "Didn't you say that the other rooms weren't decorated? "How did you let your father live in it, and yet you insist on me sleeping in your room!"

Han Rui lightly pinched her chin and said in a provocative tone, "Darling, I, your husband, am physically and mentally healthy, and I don't have any plans to separate. You tell me, how funny it is for you to sleep in the same room while I sleep in the same room? Those who don't know it would think that we're separated due to being in a bad mood, so it's better to sleep together."

"I'm still very confused about why it's me!" She really didn't understand. With his good conditions, would there be no one else that wanted it? Looking at his father's expression, he really wanted to thank her for finally allowing his son to be separated from the group.

As for that 66 million, it was still lingering in her mind like an endless number. Just how many words were there?! How many potatoes and cabbage could he trade for!?

"Didn't our father tell you? Because no woman has ever been willing to marry me. " He gave her an indifferent glance and led her to the master bedroom, their new room.

When he turned on the light, Han Rui saw a touch of color that didn't belong to him. It was a bright red bed, filled with hydrogen balloons, roses everywhere, lilies.

"So beautiful." Xu Muyun didn't think that this was a new house and was only sighing from the bottom of her heart. The decorations here were really beautiful, something she had never seen before.

Han Rui's face slowly leaned towards her, "Wifey, since you like it, then let's not let down on this beautiful morning. Such a good wedding night, there's no need to feel regretful about it!"

Before she had a chance to resist, a hot kiss fell on her lips, and her body lightly trembled. Xu Muyun's hand subconsciously grabbed his clothes, wanting to push him away, but she also grabbed onto him tighter. The chaos in her mind had already made her forget whether she should push him away or accept him.

Xu Muyun couldn't help but let out a weak groan. This sound was undoubtedly the best catalyst for Han Rui.