My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

There is a teller machine on the street in front of the hospital.

Cheng Xiaojun found the teller machine, and someone in front of him withdrew money. She waited for a while, and when the others had withdrawn the money, she went forward and inserted the bank card that Mu Zhi gave her. When she wanted to enter the password, she tried Enter the days when she and Mu Zhi received the certification.

The password is correct.

Cheng Xiaojun breathed a sigh of relief, such a password is easy to remember, no matter how emotional, she can remember the day they receive the certificate.

When she checked the balance, she took a sigh of relief, staring blankly at the row of Arabic numerals.

Soon, Cheng Xiaojun came back to his senses, quickly pressed the card withdrawal button, and then quickly left the teller machine with the bank card that had been withdrawn.

Her face was condensed, and the balance in that card was as high as tens of millions. Young Master Mu San also said that this was just a bride price for her!

Cheng Xiaojun didn't even know it was so valuable.

There are tens of millions in the bride price alone.

Well, they won't have weddings, and they don't have feelings. She simply offended him and was forced to take responsibility. Mu Zhi was willing to give her a dowry gift. She was already grateful. Cheng Xiaojun thought that Mu Zhi would only give her more than 100,000 yuan, but he didn't expect to give her so much and it scared her.

The Mu family is really rich.

Young Master Mu San does not have a formal job, and has so many family possessions.

Cheng Xiaojun walked very fast, and often touched the bank card in his trouser pocket with his hands, for fear that it might fall off.

I was even more afraid of being stared at when she checked her balance.

Flying all the way, finally returned to his brother's ward. When he saw that his brother had finished his meal, Cheng Xiaojun realized that he had returned to his soul, and his heart of holding was relieved.

"Xiaojun, Azhi is gone?"

Without knowing what Mu Zhi's surname was, Cheng Xiaohui kept calling A Zhi.

"Let's go." Cheng Xiaojun walked over pretending to be nonchalant, helping his brother to clean up, and then moved a chair to the balcony, letting his brother sit outside and take a look at the scenery.

Cheng Xiaohui was not in a hurry to go out and sit, he asked concerned: "Xiaojun, do you really not know Azhi?"

He always felt that it was weird that Azhi came to see him.

He is the curator of Cheng Yi, but the reputation of Cheng Yi Wuguan is long gone. Who will respect him as the curator? Even the students in his library rarely come to see him, but Azhi is a stranger. If he says that it doesn't matter to see him, Cheng Xiaohui doesn't believe it.

"Did you see me and him?"

Cheng Xiaojun dared not look at his brother, but his tone of voice was so calm that Cheng Xiaohui couldn't find any flaws.

"He is very good, but he doesn't talk too much, maybe it's the reason why we are not familiar with us." Cheng Xiaohui thought of the man who looked good and spoke gentle and polite, and praised Mu Zhi's goodness.

Cheng Xiaojun smiled and said: "Brother, you only saw him once, how do you know him? Some people know people and don't know what to do." She was forced to marry by Mu Zhi, the eldest brother didn't see it. If he did, maybe Will beat Mu Zhi.

"I don't think he is a bad person."

Cheng Xiaojun curled his lips, "He is not a bad person, and he is not necessarily a good person."

"Xiaojun, do you have an opinion on Azhi?"

"No, I'm not familiar with him, so how can I have opinions." Cheng Xiaojun denied, she still carried the tens of millions that Mu Zhi gave her in her pants pocket. She can’t have an opinion on him either.

Furthermore, she is now Mu Zhi's legal husband and wife.

I just don’t know if the eldest brother knew that she married herself in a hurry, would the eldest brother die?

"Ring Ling Ling..."

Cheng Xiaojun's cell phone rang.

She helped her brother to sit down on the chair outside the balcony, "Brother, you look at the scenery here, I will answer the phone first."

Cheng Xiaohui gave a hum, and after seeing her sister took out her mobile phone and took a look, she walked in, but instead of staying in the ward, she walked out of the ward.

It was Mu Zhi who called Cheng Xiaojun.

"Young Master Mu San, what's the matter?"

Even if Cheng Xiaojun went outside to answer the phone, he kept her voice low, not wanting others to hear her and Mu Zhi's conversation.

"I am home."

"Oh, so fast."

"There is no traffic jam on the road, so be quick." Mu Zhi said gently, "I also read my book just now. The code for the card I gave you is indeed the date when we got the certificate."

Cheng Xiaojun said: "I see, I just went to the teller machine outside and tried it. The password is correct."

Mu Zhi uttered a loud voice and stopped talking, but did not hang up either, as if waiting for Cheng Xiaojun to say something.

Cheng Xiaojun really had something to say to him, she whispered: "Master Mu San, you gave me too much money."

She has never seen so much money when she grows up.

Until now, she is still in panic, carrying a huge sum of money, making her sit and stand uneasy.

"You call me Mu Zhi, don't call me Mu San Young Master. That money is a dowry for you, you can use it to buy some dowry for yourself, such as a house, a car, etc. Although there is nothing missing at home, after all, it is me Used with my parents, I'm afraid you are not used to it."

Mu Zhi's private property is calculated in 100 million, just as he told Cheng Xiaojun before receiving the certificate, he is the third young master of the Mu family anyway, and his identity is naturally calculated in 100 million.

The offer of tens of millions to Cheng Xiaojun as a betrothal gift, Mu Zhi felt that it was even less than what his two brothers gave to his two sister-in-laws.

The two elder brothers are in free love and have emotional foundation. He was taken away by Cheng Xiaojun's innocence, and he was forced to let Cheng Xiaojun be responsible. Without the emotional foundation, it was worthy of Cheng Xiaojun to give the gift.

"I can really use it at will?" Cheng Xiaojun immediately thought of using the money to cure his brother's illness, and then expand their Cheng family's martial arts gym a bit, reinvigorate the Cheng Yi martial arts gym, and then buy a suite for himself and buy a car to travel. Help my brother renovate the house again.

Mu Zhi smiled gently, "Since it was given to you, you can naturally use it at will. I won't bother."

"Then, thank you." Cheng Xiaojun does not have too much noble sentiment. She and her brother have experienced the warmth and warmth of human feelings, and have also suffered from poverty. Money is very important. Since this is a gift from Mu Zhi, she accepts it. , Will also be used.

Mu Zhi said politely: "No thanks, it should be given to you. If you are pregnant, I will give you a little more, that is, after the child is born, I hope you can raise it yourself." Don't be like his parents. Like that, throw him to grandparents and uncles.

Perhaps, he can't be a good father like Mu Zhangge, but he selfishly hopes that Cheng Xiaojun can be a good mother so that his children can enjoy maternal love.

Cheng Xiaojun: "...I think we won't have children in the short term."

She has to take care of her elder brother now, and she has no time to go back and sleep with him, and he also said that after a while, he will be traveling far away, and will not come back for a year or a half or even a few years. Without a husband by his side, how could she be pregnant and have children? ?