Wife Is The Richest Woman - Chapter 34.7

Wu Wei’an still wants cash more. It is only when the money is in his hands that it will feel real.

The profits of gambling houses are settled month by month. This means that he may really be tied to the Ji family’s boat.

Ji Yunxi thought of something. She put down the tea cup, then got up and walked to the side to take out a gilded post.

She walked again to Wu Wei’an and handed over the post.

Wu Wei’an did not take it but asked instead: “What is this?”

Ji Yunxi said lightly: “It’s the auspicious days in the next few months. It’s time for us to get married. You can choose one and tell me.”

Wu Wei’an was quiet for a long time before he reached out and take it: “Oh.”

When Ji Yunxi saw him take it, she sat back.

Wu Wei’an didn’t immediately open it but sat down next to her with the post in his hand instead.

His slender and fair fingertips turned the gilded post over and over, and his eyebrows drooped slightly.

Ji Yunxi ignored him, picked up the gambling house deeds sent by the Feng family and took a look at it instead.

After a while, Wu Wei’an opened the post, and when he saw the first auspicious day, he raised his eyebrows slightly: “April 18? It’s less than a month, is there still time?”

Ji Yunxi padded a soft cushion behind the mahogany chair. She leaned back comfortably, her eyes fell on the gambling house deeds in her hands, and said faintly: “Yes, there is.”

Wu Wei’an glanced at her. Although his fiancee is still as indifferent as usual, and there is no expression on that beautiful face, why did he just think she was in a good mood at this moment?

Wu Wei’an frowned: “There are so many things to prepare for a big wedding, how can it be in time?”

Ji Yunxi put down the gambling house deeds in her hand and changed to look at a thick account book now: “As long as you have enough money, you can even get married tomorrow if you want.”

Wu Wei’an: “……”

That is true. Money can even make ghosts run the mill. What is a mere marriage?

Wu Wei’an said with a cold face: “But my Wu Family can’t.”

He has no money.

Ji Yunxi raised her chin toward the gold that was about to be carried back to the Wu house in front of him: “Ten thousand taels of gold should be enough.”

Wu Wei’an: “???”

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He closed the post with a slam and narrowed his eyes slightly: “Third Miss, aren’t you going too far?”

These days, Wu Wei’an has persevered in his studies in spite of the hardship, thinking that he could get back a large sum of money. That money will be enough for him to support the people behind him for several years, so he won’t have to live a life of being pressed with debts from time to time.

But he really didn’t expect that the Feng family is not good at all. It looked like they were very rich but the amount in their storehouse is just so small. It really makes people exasperated that they didn’t live up to the expectation.

Even so, he was able to get back ten thousand taels of gold anyway, which can also make him cope with the money problem for some time.

As a result, according to the meaning of this Third Miss Ji, he still has to return the ten thousand taels of gold for a wedding ceremony??

This deal is really a loss. A big loss. A huge loss.

No wonder her Ji family’s wealth can even rival that of a country. With Ji Yunxi around, can the Ji family not be rich?

Ji Yunxi finally looked up at him: “You will have to spend the wedding money sooner or later. And don’t worry, I’ll take care of the drinks, banquets and a series of decorations on the wedding day. And for you, if you want a new house, it can be done too.”

Wu Wei’an snorted softly, reopened the post, and looked at the other two days: “Instead of choosing another auspicious day, it is better to do it now. I will just choose the closest one then. April 18th.”

Hearing this sentence, Ji Yunxi rarely showed a bit of surprise on her face.

She originally thought he would choose the last day, but he actually chose April?

Wu Wei’an threw the post onto the table and took a sip of tea. Then he looked at Ji Yunxi’s face, raised his eyebrows and said: “Can’t it be done?”