(MTL)Dressed as the richest man's wife

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 005

    As Ji Jing's wife, she has never been to the company.

    The attitudes of the two towards this marriage are dispensable, and the way of getting along in name only exists. The original owner has never done anything about going to the company to find Ji Jing. Even when she is pestering Ji Jing to divorce, she is still high. Just talk to him at home.

    In the memories she kept, only one assistant in Ji Jing's company had seen her, but that was all a few months ago.

    Thinking about it, Tang Ruan hummed a little song and chose clothes in the cloakroom. The original owner's cloakroom is really big, three or four times bigger than the rental house she used to live in. This is the gap between the poor and the rich. Tang Ruan sighed silently in his heart, it's nice to have money.

    She also wants to become rich. In her last life, she spent every day working part-time. Because she wants to make more money and have a better life in the future, she works harder than the average person. Ordinary people usually go home to rest after get off work, but she is not. She has to go to the next part-time job, and she has to go to the store until 11 or 2 o'clock in the evening. Five or six hours.

    In order to make money, Tang Ruan has done most part-time jobs that are not illegal.

    Looking back now, although she was very tired, at that stage, she seemed to be enjoying it. Counting the balance of your bank card every day, and checking it every time you are tired, you will be motivated.

    If she doesn't enter this novel, she should be considered a little capital, and she is used to her previous life. Even if she doesn't enter the novel, she should be able to start a more comfortable life. Of course, she is

    still very far away from becoming rich. Far.

    But since she's here, she'll be at peace. Since she's here, she can't go back. Just like what the dream said, enjoy life here. As for not to divorce the male protagonist, Tang Ruan is against it. The rest she'll enjoy.

    Marry, or leave.

    There are a lot of clothes in the cloakroom, of various colors and styles, and several cabinets are filled with bags and shoes. After Tang Ruan walked around in it, he chose a cream powder sleeveless dress with a hem. It is layered and looks very elegant, very immortal and immortal. This is a dress that Tang Ruan rarely does at home.

    After choosing the clothes, Tang Ruan painted a girly makeup full of vitality. The overall feeling was orange, which made her look four or five years younger than her actual age. After everything was done, Tang Ruan hooked the corners of his lips towards the mirror, and then took the shoes and bag on one side and went out.

    The sunshine outside was just right, and no taxis passed by Tang Ruan's house. This area is a villa area, a gathering place for wealthy families, and ordinary cars cannot enter.

    She looked up at the sun that was still scorching in September, and half-squinted her eyes. The sun was so big today that it kind of melted her makeup. She walked slowly and leisurely under the lush branches, sheltering from the sun.

    As he was walking, a horn suddenly sounded from behind. Tang Ruan frowned and avoided subconsciously, but the horn still existed. She looked back and saw a dazzling red sports car parked in front of her.

    "Little beauty, where are you going? Get in the car?"

    Tang Ruan: "..."

    She looked at the man in front of her without changing her face, and then shook her head: "No, thank you."