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

The next day, someone from the student union contacted Qingyue and asked her to submit some materials first.

Without having to go to the club to work, Qingyue had a rare good night's sleep.

After delivering the materials, she attended two more classes.

As soon as the get out of class was over, Zhao Duo called: "I'll wait for you at the west gate of the school."

Qingyue went straight over and walked out of the school gate, and saw a black Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road.

When she opened the back door, Sheng Yanzhou was resting with his eyes closed and didn't look at her.

After getting in the car, Qingyue turned her head and looked at him.

"Does it look good?"

Shengyanzhou spoke.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Qingyue nodded.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Duo and A Yao in front of them tried to hold back their laughter.

Sheng Yanzhou opened his eyes slightly and glanced at her: "You are quite honest. When we first met, you said I had a mole on my waist. How did you know that?"

"I--"

Qingyue couldn't say, "Eight years later, I looked you up and down." She hesitated and said, "I'm just guessing."

Sheng Yanzhou sneered and said no more.

Soon, they arrived at the Sheng family’s old house.

Looking at the familiar house in front of her, Qingyue felt a little emotional.

"Let's go."

Seeing her staring at the house in a daze, Sheng Yanzhou urged her.

Qingyue looked at him and blinked: "Don't you want to hold hands?"

Sheng Yanzhou raised his eyebrows.

Qingyue said, "If we want to pretend to be a couple, holding hands will be more convincing, right?"

Sheng Yanzhou laughed and said, "Your abacus beads are falling on my face. If you want to take advantage of me, just say so."

"Forget it if you don't want to lead me."

Qingyue didn't force it.

The next second, a warm big hand held her hand, and a magnetic voice came from above her head: "Shut up."

Qingyue snorted and tried to pull her hand out, but Shengyanzhou grabbed it tightly.

The two of them competed secretly and entered the living room.

As soon as I entered, I heard a lot of noise in the living room. The housekeeper came over with a smile, but when he saw Sheng Yanzhou coming back with a girl, his face froze instantly.

"Master Yanzhou, the master has invited the Huang family over, including Miss Huang."

"I was wondering why it's so noisy, more people is good."

Sheng Yanzhou raised the corner of his mouth and walked towards the reception room with Qingyue in his hand.

"Hey, grandpa and grandma are thinking about you, so be careful with your words and don't hurt their feelings."

Qingyue reminded quietly.

Sheng Yanzhou glanced at her and said, "You are really filial."

As they were talking, two people appeared at the door of the reception room.

Shengyanzhou's aura was extremely powerful. As soon as he appeared, everyone noticed him and the originally lively reception room instantly became quiet.

Qingyue took a quick look and saw that there were more than ten people, many familiar faces, including Mr. and Mrs. Sheng, and Huang Ziying, whom she met in the office that day.

Sheng Lingya was actually there too. This woman was very arrogant and always looked down on her.

"Yanzhou, this is..."

Old Madam Sheng came over and looked at Qingyue.

"Can't you see?"

Sheng Yanzhou raised the two people's clasped hands.

Old Madam Sheng's eyes widened, her mouth opened into an O shape, "When did you get a girlfriend? Why didn't you tell us?"

Sheng Yanzhou sneered: "Didn't you bring it back for the two elders to review?"

Mr. Sheng looked incredulous and hesitated to speak.

Huang Ziying and her mother's faces were darker than the bottom of a pot.

Sheng Lingya was wearing a Chanel-style dress that looked very expensive. She glanced sharply at Qingyue, and after confirming that she was dressed shabbily, she raised her red lips and looked disdainful.

Old Madam Sheng took the lead in breaking the awkwardness: "The food is ready, let's go to the restaurant."

Everyone came to the restaurant, Sheng Yanzhou sat in his exclusive chair, and Qingyue naturally sat next to him.

Sheng Lingya, Huang Ziying and her mother were sitting opposite.

The looks from those three people were enough to eat her up. Qingyue didn't raise her head to meet their gazes the entire time, but just kept her head down and ate in silence.

Mr. Sheng and Sheng Yanzhou were talking about the group's affairs.

Sheng Lingya and Huang Ziying were chatting about vacations, skin care, and purchasing luxury goods. Qingyue didn't understand and couldn't get a word in.

I don't know what they said, but they laughed like silver bells.

Huang Ziying looked at Qingyue and said with a smile: "This lady looks familiar. I remember you seemed to be the assistant to the president of Shengshi Group before?"

Qingyue put down her chopsticks and nodded: "Yeah."

Sheng Lingya looked arrogant: "Shengshi Group's recruitment conditions have always been harsh. I wonder which prestigious school you graduated from?"

"I'm studying at Ocean University and haven't graduated yet."

Qingyue said truthfully.

"So what does your family do?"

Sheng Lingya continued to ask.

"My father is currently a maintenance worker in a factory, and my mother is a salesperson in a shopping mall."

Qingyue is frank.

As soon as these words came out, Sheng Lingya rolled her eyes.

Huang Ziying and her mother were trying to hold back their laughter, but they deliberately made embarrassing noises.

"Maintenance worker, my God, what's the difference between this and begging?"

Huang Ziying said in a low voice.

Qingyue lowered her head and snapped her fingers awkwardly.

Suddenly, a piece of delicate and white fish meat was placed in her bowl.

Sheng Yanzhou put away his chopsticks and looked at the opposite side with cold eyes: "What were you talking about just now?"

Huang Ziying said: "We were talking about what her family does. Yanzhou, you may not know, she..."

"I seem to have said last time that you are not qualified to call me that."

Sheng Yanzhou looked indifferent.

Huang Ziying's face changed and she bit her lip in grievance.

Huang's mother felt sorry for her daughter and said, "Boss Sheng, Ziying is sincere to you. Just as your grandfather said, the combination of the Sheng family and the Huang family is just right for them to support each other."

Sheng Yanzhou lowered his head and smiled, "My grandfather said so, so let him go for the marriage."

Mr. Sheng was drinking soup and spat it out upon hearing this.

"You kid!"

Old Madam Sheng rolled her eyes at him speechlessly.

Sheng Yanzhou picked up the napkin, wiped his hands, threw it on the table, and glanced at it with a domineering look.

"My marriage is up to me, I think I've made it clear enough, right? As for a woman's family background, I don't need it."

He had a firm attitude and a domineering tone, and no one at the dinner table objected after he said this.

Sheng Lingya's gaze moved back and forth between Sheng Yanzhou and Qingyue, and she narrowed her eyes.

After the meal, Huang Ziying, feeling humiliated, wanted to leave, but Sheng Lingya stopped her and whispered something to her.

"What did you say? You suspect they are pretending to be a couple?"

Hope reappeared in Huang Ziying's eyes.

Sheng Lingya nodded, "I don't believe Sheng Yanzhou would fall for that kind of woman. It's okay that she's poor, but look at her face. Besides, they haven't done anything except holding hands since they entered the house."

"Then how to prove it?"

Huang Ziying couldn't wait to say.

Sheng Lingya raised her eyebrows: "It's easy. Just go find the old man. I'm sure he doesn't approve of that disfigured girl."

Huang Ziying immediately said: "Ling Ya, my happiness depends on you. As long as I become Mrs. Sheng, I will never treat you unfairly."

Sheng Lingya raised her red lips and said, "Of course. Don't forget to use your uncle's connections to help me find out about Ji Hanshi's situation. Since he joined the army, there has been no news."

"Don't worry, we will help each other and get the men we want."

Huang Ziying smiled shrewdly.

After dinner, Sheng Yanzhou went somewhere unknown. Old Madam Sheng pulled Qingyue aside to chat, asking her about her personal situation and how she knew Sheng Yanzhou.

Old Madam Sheng has always been tolerant and kind. Although her eyes would occasionally linger on the scar on her face, she didn't say much.

Until the housekeeper suddenly came over and said, "Miss Qingyue, the master wants you to go to the reception room."