"You want to marry my daughter even though you have no money? Get as far away as you can."
Ning Sheng's mother's plan was to let Ning Sheng marry the old man. If she married him, she would get 20 thousand dollar and a house in a School District.
That way, she wouldn't have to worry about her son's marriage. And if the old man died, Ning Sheng might even get a share of the money.
Lu Chu Yao was slightly troubled, "20 thousand dollar is enough. If you're picky, she might not be able to get married."
"Pfft, my daughter already has someone to marry."
Ning Sheng's mother did not like Lu Chu Yao at all.
In her opinion, he looks like a poor boy with a pretty face that Ning Sheng had found somewhere.
Ning Sheng looked at her mother, "I'll marry this man for 20 thousand dollars or I'll commit suicide. You can send my body to that old man." Her words weren't sharp, but they carried a necessary determination.
"You, you money-losing wretch!" Ning Sheng's mother was cursing.
A man jogged in and said, "Ning Mu's mother, elder Chen died this morning."
"Ah?" Ning Sheng's mother was stunned and fell to the ground.
Her 20 thousand, her house in the school district, and her daughter-in-law.
Old Chen was the one who Ning Sheng was supposed to marry, but he died.
"You're saying you'll marry my daughter for 20 thousand?" Ning Sheng's mother asked, raising her head.
...
At the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Ning Sheng was a little nervous.
She was only 21 years old, and she was getting married so soon. Not ignoring the fact that the person beside her was unemployed.
"What's wrong? Are you going back on your word?" Lu Chu Yao looked at her face.
"No, you lost 20 thousand because of me. Let's go."
Ning Sheng pulled Lu Chu Yao in.
"Perhaps you have a place to stay?" Ning Sheng asked.
When her mother gave her the household register, it was equivalent to chasing her out. She had thrown out all her luggage and was not allowed to go home. She did not want to go back either. It was too depressing. She was like a product that could be sold everywhere.
"Yes."
On the first day of being newlyweds, Lu Chu Yao brought Ning Sheng back to their 'new home'.
It was a small room of 90 square meters with an unobstructed view.
Upon entering, there was a large bed, a connected kitchen with a dining table, and the bathroom squeezed into the corner. Just looking at it made them feel claustrophobic. There was a sofa in the living room, and on the small table next to it were two empty wine bottles and a bucket of half-eaten instant noodles.
"Lu Chu Yao, I want to ask. Do you still have money?" Ning Sheng asked in a daze.
Lu Chu Yao looked at her and replied, "What's wrong? Do you regret marrying someone like me?" he was wondering who was the one that cleaned up the place, it was too dirty.
"No, I want to buy some ingredients and cook," Ning Sheng sighed, "It's our first day of marriage, after all. Are we really going to eat instant noodles?"
Lu Chu Yao rummaged through his pockets and took out 25 dollars, "Is that enough?"
"Can you go out and buy the groceries for me while I clean up the place?"
From the moment Ning Sheng came in, she felt like she was at home and was directing her new husband to get to work.
"Me... Buying groceries?" Lu Chu Yao was puzzled.
He had never bought any vegetables before. Where was the market?
"Have you always been eating instant noodles?" Ning Sheng said, her tone softening a little. There was even a hint of sympathy in her voice, "You can't eat instant noodles every day.".
Lu Chu Yao was speechless.
Why does he feel like an old mother every time she sees this woman?
He took the menu Ning Sheng gave him and went out.
"Lin Shang, where's the market?"
Lin Shang, who was at the side, almost fell over. It was as if he didn't know the man in front of him. He was the president of the Empire and the richest man in the world. He has private Michelin star chefs hired all the way from France. What business did he have that he had to go to the market to buy vegetables?
Had he gone crazy?