Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

Qingyue walked on the gorgeous marble floor tiles, passed through the huge living room, and just as she reached the garden, she heard a quarrel.

"You damn old man, I asked you to water the plants, but you washed away all my vegetables!"

An elderly man said, "Why grow vegetables? There are plenty of them in the market outside."

Old Madam Sheng snorted, "I learned this from the monks on Mount Wutai. The food I grow is green and pollution-free, so I can eat it with confidence. If you keep nagging me, I'll go back to Mount Wutai!"

"You old woman, you went to Mount Wutai just because you didn't agree with me, and left me alone in Haicheng. Do you have any conscience?"

Qingyue walked through the corridor and saw two elderly people, a man and a woman, busy working in an open space.

The two of them were talking back and forth, and she was stunned.

The old man who was scolded by Old Madam Sheng and looked aggrieved, is he Sheng Yanzhou’s grandfather?

From this perspective, they are no different from an ordinary old couple who like to quarrel.

Qingyue's nervous mood couldn't help but relax a lot.

"grandmother."

She called out softly.

Old Madam Sheng looked up and immediately smiled brightly: "My grandson's wife is here!"

Qingyue's face flushed, she didn't dare to accept the title, and asked instead: "Are you growing vegetables?"

Old Mrs. Sheng nodded and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Don't mention it. I usually see those nuns and monks growing it very easily. I didn't expect it to be so difficult for me to do it."

As she said that, she pushed Grandpa Sheng and said, "Your granddaughter-in-law is here, why don't you say hello?"

Old Master Sheng looked at Qingyue helplessly, then smiled and nodded.

Qingyue looked at him. The old man was very tall. Although he was old, the contours of his eyebrows and eyes were still clear and deep. It could be seen that he must have been a handsome man when he was young.

Shengyanzhou's good looks may have been inherited from his grandfather.

"Hello grandpa."

Qingyue greeted respectfully.

"Hello."

Mr. Sheng was obviously not a talkative person. He looked Qingyue up and down, and his expression was unrecognizable.

Even his personality is very similar to Shengyanzhou's.

"What are you standing there for? Go water the plants!"

Old Madam Sheng urged.

Although Mr. Sheng looked reluctant, he still picked up the water pipe. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned on the faucet, the seedlings and soil on the ground were washed away.

"Hey, my seedlings, what are you doing!"

Old Mrs. Sheng’s face was filled with heartache.

Qingyue stepped forward and said, "Grandma, you have to make ridges before planting vegetables, otherwise they will be easily flooded."

Old Madam Sheng's eyes lit up: "Girl, can you grow vegetables?"

“I used to grow them with my parents when I was a kid.”

Qingyue nodded, "If you don't mind, I'll help you."

"No, of course I don't mind, girl, you are really my savior. I've been almost pissed off by this old man these past two days!"

Old Mrs. Sheng waved her arms happily.

Mr. Sheng muttered, "You don't know how to do it yourself, and you blame me."

"Can you say that again!"

Old Madam Sheng glared at him angrily, "Who said that growing vegetables is a piece of cake, right?"

Mr. Sheng was speechless.

Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Qingyue said quickly: "Let's get started, grandma, please find a shovel."

**

Shengyanzhou suddenly had an emergency meeting today, and more than three hours had passed since the meeting ended.

As soon as the meeting ended, he asked A Yao to drive back to the Sheng family quickly.

A Yao muttered to himself: I have never seen Grandpa so eager to go home before, what happened today?

When they entered the house, the old butler said respectfully, "The young master is back."

Shengyan Zhoubian strode in and asked with a sullen face, "Is she here?"

"I've been here for a long time. I'm busy planting vegetables in the back garden with the master and the mistress."

The old butler had a smile on his face.

"Growing vegetables?"

Sheng Yanzhou frowned, this word was unfamiliar to him.

Watching Sheng Yanzhou striding towards the back garden, A Yao understood everything.

It turns out that it’s Miss Qingyue here. I really care about her very much.

As soon as Sheng Yanzhou walked into the back garden, he heard a crisp voice: "Grandma, it's not like this, this ridge is crooked, Grandpa, please go slower, the seedling can't be buried that deep."

He was stunned and couldn't help but walk closer to take a look.

Qingyue was seen standing barefoot on the mud, holding a shovel in her hand, directing the two old men.

Old Madam Sheng was sweating profusely. She looked at the straight rows of vegetables on the ground with excitement on her face: "Luckily, my granddaughter-in-law is here, otherwise how could I get such professional guidance?"

The grandfather, who had been a big shot in Haicheng's business world for most of his life, was squatting on the ground, pulling out the seedlings and replanting them.

Sheng Yanzhou was surprised and almost doubted his eyes.

When Old Lady Sheng saw Sheng Yanzhou, she quickly waved her hand and said, "Yanzhou, come and see how capable your daughter-in-law is."

Hearing the word "daughter-in-law", Sheng Yanzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and walked over.

"Mr. Sheng."

Qingyue called out respectfully.

Sheng Yanzhou curled his lips: "You did all this?"

Qingyue said modestly: "No, I just gave some guidance, and grandpa and grandma also did a lot."

Sheng Yanzhou curled the corner of his mouth.

In Haicheng, there is probably no one else who dares to say that he can guide the old man, except this ignorant little woman in front of him.

He looked down at Qingyue's feet covered in mud, his brows slightly furrowed.

Qingyue knew that he had a serious obsession with cleanliness, so she immediately said, "I'll go wash it."

After taking just two steps, she stepped on a depression and fell backwards. Fortunately, Sheng Yanzhou was quick to grab her waist with his long arms.

However, he was also implicated. Qingyue's muddy hands subconsciously grabbed his clothes.

Mr. Sheng, who has always been spotless, now has two muddy handprints on his chest.

"Ouch!"

Old Mrs. Sheng covered her mouth in fear.

Even the old butler couldn't help but worry for Qingyue.

They all grew up watching Sheng Yanzhou and knew how serious his mysophobia was. This situation would definitely lead to a volcanic eruption.

"sorry."

Qingyue was so scared that she apologized timidly.

Sheng Yanzhou's eyes were gloomy, he was speechless for a moment, and then he let go of her waist.

"Are you sorry now? Last time you got drunk and vomited all over me, I didn't even see you apologize."

Sheng Yanzhou said this unhappily and turned away.

Qingyue was a little confused. Vomiting all over him? How come she had no memory of that at all?

Not far away, Old Madam Sheng looked at this scene in surprise, then poked Old Man Sheng and winked at him frantically.

"See, Yanzhou treats her differently."

Old Master Sheng looked at Qingyue with a thoughtful expression.

After another half an hour of hard work, the vegetable garden was finally ready.

Qingyue followed the servant to the bathroom to wash up. After washing, she walked towards the living room and accidentally got lost.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her arm, threw her and pressed her against the wall.

The familiar domineering aura instantly surrounded her.

Qingyue raised her head: "Mr. Sheng, what are you doing..."

Sheng Yanzhou lowered his head, covered her lips, and kissed her deeply.

He changed his clothes and seemed to have taken a shower. There was a faint fragrance on his body.

Qingyue was soon made dazed by the kiss, and her soft body was controlled by Shengyanzhou.

"Grandson's wife!"

Sheng Yanzhou didn't let her go until he heard Old Lady Sheng's voice.

Qingyue's legs went weak and she leaned against the wall to support her body.

"Grandma, here I come!"

She glanced at Sheng Yanzhou with a red face and ran away shyly.

Sheng Yanzhou narrowed his eyes, with an expression of wanting more on his handsome face.