So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

Shen He came back after answering the phone.

I saw everyone was drinking tea, eating snacks, and everyone was very busy.

Amid the busyness, there is also a hint of weirdness.

Shen He frowned, "I was only away for a few minutes. Did something happen here that I don't know about?"

As someone who loves to listen to gossip, this feeling of knowing what they talked about but not knowing the details is really frustrating.

Su Jin put down the teacup and was about to change the subject.

Song Jingcheng stood up leisurely and turned sideways to invite Shen He: "Would you like to visit my new home?"

"There's a big terrace upstairs. When I moved in, I found a litter of kittens up there. Want to go take a look?"

Shen He had no resistance to the furry little pets, and his heart was moved when he heard this. "Let's go."

Su Xi was also moved after hearing this. She quietly put down the snack and stared at the backs of Shen He and Song Jingcheng.

Mengshan held Su Xi's knees and coaxed her in a low voice: "Do you like cats? After they finish shopping, let's go upstairs and catch one and take it home to raise?"

Su Xi was very excited and nodded in response: "Okay."

Song Jingcheng first took Shen He to visit the wine storage room on the basement floor. Standing in front of the wine cabinet on one wall, Song Jingcheng picked up an opened bottle of red wine.

As he poured the wine, he asked Shen He: "Do you like drinking?"

"..."

I'm an alcoholic, do you believe it?

Shen He asked Song Jingcheng: "What about you? Do you like it?"

"I used to like it very much." Song Jingcheng handed the first glass of wine to Shen He, and waited for Shen He to take it before saying, "After I got sick, I quit smoking and drinking."

"You've ever smoked?"

"I tried it out of curiosity when I was a teenager, but I can't say I'm addicted. How about you? Do you smoke?"

Shen He shook his head decisively this time, "No, that thing is a chronic drug."

Nodding, Song Jingcheng concluded: "So, you like to drink."

If I didn't like it, I would have decisively shook my head to deny it.

Shen He rolled her eyes. Seeing Song Jingcheng pouring a glass of wine for himself, she raised her glass and said, "Cheers. Congratulations to Mr. Song on his new home."

After clinking glasses with her, Song Jingcheng watched Shen He drink the wine before saying, "Let's go. I'll take you upstairs to have a look."

They visited each floor one by one.

The house has not been renovated again, only the soft furnishings have been replaced. The overall look gives it the feeling of a luxury mansion from the Republic of China period.

Song Jingcheng was wearing a smoky gray Chinese suit today, and he walked gracefully in every room, like the young master of a wealthy family who had returned from studying abroad.

The small house has four floors, three above ground and one underground, with eight bedrooms, five living rooms and three study rooms.

There is a chess and card room and a wine room.

Song Jingcheng arranged his master bedroom as the last stop.

The master bedroom is a large suite.

Pushing open the retro-style double bedroom door, Song Jingcheng gestured to Shen He, "Come in."

Shen He hesitated and stood still. "Mr. Song, you go first."

This is Song Jingcheng's bedroom. He just moved in today.

The owner hasn't moved in yet, how can she be the first to step in?

Song Jingcheng's eyes became deep and unpredictable. He took the wine glass from Shen He's hand and placed it on the chest of drawers outside the corridor.

The man took small steps and approached Shen He step by step.

Shen He felt panic in his heart.

She subconsciously stepped back, retreated to the door, and leaned against the wall, with no way to retreat.

"Mr. Song!" Shen He put his hands on Song Jingcheng's chest.

She smiled sweetly, her eyes were ruthless, and she reminded Song Jingcheng: "Mr. Song is weak, and I am young and strong. If I accidentally push Mr. Song to the ground, don't blame me for being rude..."

Song Jingcheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Try pushing it."

"As long as you are willing."

What is there for me to be reluctant about?

Without thinking too much, Shen He stretched out his hand and pushed Song Jingcheng in the chest, using 70% to 80% of his strength.

Song Jingcheng staggered backwards repeatedly, his frail body falling off a cliff like a shaky pine or cypress.

Seeing that Song Jingcheng's head was about to hit the door frame, but there was no sign of stopping, Shen He's expression changed slightly, "Song Jingcheng!"

She eagerly grabbed Song Jingcheng's shirt and pulled him towards her.

The person was pulled back, but the buttons of Song Jingcheng's shirt were also pulled off by her.

The buttons of his shirt had fallen off and were wide open, revealing the man's lean chest.

Shen He lowered his eyes and looked closely at the pink grape.

"..."

"Miao Miao, are you in such a hurry?" Song Jingcheng's eyes were full of teasing.

Shen He threw the button at Song Jingcheng like it was a hot potato.

The button slid down the man's chest, through the loose shirt, slipped out from his waist, and fell to the ground.

With a click, Shen He's heart beat like thunder.

Song Jingcheng chuckled and leaned on Shen He's shoulder. He glanced at the big bed in the bedroom suggestively. He said, "Don't you like sleeping naked? I changed the sheets specially for you."

"I'll warm your bed tonight?"

Shen He's face felt hot, but he couldn't help but sneak a glance at the bed in the master bedroom.

So big.

No matter how you roll, it's enough.

only...

Shen He was so angry that she pushed Song Jingcheng away and shook her head, saying, "No, I can't sleep with you anymore."

"Why?" Song Jingcheng's eyes were filled with gloom.

Obviously, they had a good understanding that night.

In order to serve him, he used all the knowledge he had learned throughout his life.

"Are you not satisfied with me? Your skills? Your time? Or your size?" Song Jingcheng didn't think he had bad skills.

As for his body size, he is also confident.

Seeing Shen He pursed her lips tightly and remained silent, Song Jingcheng asked in a serious tone, "What's wrong?"

Shen He held it in for a long while before saying, "You... your sperm quality is not good."

I tried it four times and didn't win once.

This is a useless sickly person.

Song Jingcheng never expected to hear such an answer.

Taking a deep breath, Song Jingcheng lifted Shen He's chin and asked curiously, "Isn't it enough to just enjoy it? Why do you care so much about the quality?"

Shen He's eyes were evasive.

Song Jingcheng had an unpredictable expression and deliberately threatened Shen He: "Shen He, you slept with me, not to borrow sperm, right?"

Shen He glared at him and yelled fiercely: "Nonsense! Am I that kind of person?"

Shen He tried to cover up the truth, "I am a young girl, I have good looks, education, a car and a house. With my conditions, I can find any man. Why would I need you to lend me my seed?"

Meeting Song Jingcheng's smiling eyes, Shen He felt even more embarrassed and annoyed.

She pointed at the window and vowed, "Believe it or not, if I put up an ad, the unmarried men who come to me for a blind date can circle Jiuxing Park ten times!"

"I believe it." Song Jingcheng nodded seriously, "Of course I believe it."

He coaxed her patiently, as if he was stroking the fur of a cat: "I have wronged you. Miaomiao is a kind girl."

"Miao Miao helped me to cure the disease and saved my life, but I actually judged her by my own standards. I am so petty."

"I really shouldn't have done that."

"..." Shen He felt as powerless as if he was punching cotton.

This Song Jingcheng is not a good guy either!

Shen He saw through it all. Song Jingcheng looked calm and reliable.

But that's an illusion!

It's fake!

After taking off clothes and taking a nap, his true colors began to show.

Shen He pushed Song Jingcheng away, turned around and was about to leave.

Song Jingcheng grabbed her arm and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, there is something I haven't told you honestly."

Shen He loves to listen to gossip.

Although she was still angry, she stopped walking obediently and listened attentively.

At the back, Song Jingcheng slowly stepped forward, bent down and whispered in her ear: "I had a vasectomy three months ago."

Shen He's pupils widened.

She blurted out: "You are a father-in-law!"

Song Jingcheng corrected her with a dark face: "It's just a sterilization, not castration. Whether I am a father-in-law or not, you are the woman who knows me best in the world."

Of course Shen He knew how capable he was.

only...

"Why are you doing a vasectomy for no reason?"

As the relationship has come to this point, Song Jingcheng decided to gradually reveal some things to Shen He.

He told Shen He: "My mother is not mentally normal. After learning that I would not live long, she deliberately wanted to find a woman for me to carry on the family line."

"Shen He."

Staring at Shen He's lower abdomen, Song Jingcheng's cold black eyes were covered with a layer of sadness.

"Having a child is never as simple as just giving birth to the child and completing your mission."

"If my child is born without the love of his father or the pure love of his mother, even his grandmother will only regard him as a tool to inherit the family business."

"Then I would rather the Song family be extinct."

"Shen He, can you understand me?"

Of course Shen He understood.

If Song Jingcheng really fell into the trap of Song's mother, then some woman would give birth to the next heir of the Song family.

That is truly cruel and ruthless.

For Song Jingcheng, being solid was really a helpless move.

But it is also a one-time solution.

only...

Song Jingcheng has been sterilized, so doesn't that mean her plan to get rid of the father and keep the son is invalid?

That’s a lot of fun!