Spoiled after marriage

"Ah."

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"Sheng Sinian, besides the 'hmm', can't you speak anymore?" Luan Shiyu stood up angrily.

The boy walked over with his hands in his pockets and looked down at her, "What should I say?"

"You!" The little girl turned to leave, then turned back, "I hate you!"

Sheng Sinian raised his eyebrows, "Really? Then continue."

“…” The little girl clenched her fists in anger.

Sheng Sinian curled his lips and turned away.

Shishi walked around and stopped him: "You, like that girl?"

Sheng Sinian was confused: "Huh?"

Shishi frowned, "Didn't a girl confess her love to you?"

Nian Nian leaned over and asked, "Don't you hate me?"

"I..." The little girl blushed and whispered, "I don't hate you."

The young man curled his lips and looked at the little girl who lowered her head, "No one confessed."

"Really?" Before she could be happy, Niannian replied coldly again.

There were three people eavesdropping outside the door. Gu Xun sighed, "Brother Nian, you're not enthusiastic at all."

Nian Nian: "It has been like this since childhood."

Chu Chu said, "Brother Nian is really aloof."

"Do you deserve a beating again?" Niannian suddenly appeared, scaring the three people.

Lu Chuxiao laughed dryly twice, "Brother Nian, I'm praising you."

Gu Xun was very clever: "Then let's play ball."

Several children went to the basement to play bowling, and the next day Luan Jing came to Rongcheng to pick up his daughter.

In the tea tasting area of ​​Taotie's top-floor office, Xiao Zijun, Luan Jing, and Zhao Jie are drinking tea.

After a moment, the door opened and Xia Kui walked in. Several men stood up and greeted her: "Mr. Xia."

"Sit down." Xia Kui had bright makeup and hair, and wore a shirt and suit. She looked intellectual and noble. The moment she sat there, she looked like a completely abstinent boss.

Xiao Zijun stood up and walked over, putting the information down, "Mr. Xia."

She picked it up casually and looked through it, "Buy it."

The three men looked up at the same time, and Zhao Jie said, "Mr. Xia, that piece of land is not worth that price."

Luan Jing: "The price is a bit high, but we can afford it."

Xiao Zijun didn't say anything and just listened to her blindly.

Zhao Jie stroked the teacup and spoke gently, "Boss Luan, it's a little high."

Luan Jing chuckled, "Boss Zhao, why don't you ask what Boss Xia is going to do with it?"

Xia Kui closed the information and sent a message.

The three men chatted among themselves, all guessing the boss's intentions.

"Luan Jing is right and wrong." Xia Kui suddenly spoke, breaking the three people's speculation.

Luan Jing: "Mr. Xia, I'd like to hear the details."

Xiao Zijun and Zhao Jie also looked at her.

Xia Kui raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't ask about the things on the road."

"Tsk," Xiao Zijun couldn't hold back, "Boss Luan, please stop asking, hehe."

The other two men also laughed. Luan Jing raised his hands in surrender. "Shishi and I are going back this afternoon. I wonder if we can have dinner with my future in-laws?"

"Don't eat, don't let my daughter-in-law become thin and hungry." Xia Kui refused.

Luan Jing: "Okay, let's talk again after the New Year. Mr. Zhao, Mr. Xiao."

"Have a safe trip."

Three days later, Xia Kui bought the land in the north of the city. To be exact, it was Shengxia who bought it, and she paid for it herself.

The 88-story X Building was completed four years later, and 18-year-old Shengxia became the owner of the building.

So what Xia Kui said about Luan Jing was both right and wrong. It was her daughter, not us, who could afford it.

Before the New Year, our family of four went to visit Shulan and Xia Bowen, bought a lot of New Year's goods for the old couple, and returned to Shengyuan after lunch.

It is New Year's Eve again, and the whole family is having dinner and watching fireworks in the old house.

"Look, Mommy, it's so beautiful."

"pretty."

The family of four was watching the scenery on the rooftop. Sheng Yan put his arm around Xia Kui's shoulders and looked down at her with gentle eyes.

Niannian put one hand in her pocket and looked at her sister, while Nian Nian held a fairy wand in her hand and gave one to her brother.

This year, the twins also gave Xia Kui New Year red envelopes to make their mother happy. After all, the little princess alone has 50 billion yuan in her hands, not counting real estate, jewelry and other things.

Sheng Yan may be the poorest person in the family, who only receives a thousand yuan in pocket money from his wife every month.

But Mr. Sheng thinks that he is the richest man in the world because his wife is Xia Kui.

During the post-New Year holiday, Sheng Yan accompanied his wife to Tibet to see the Potala Palace and celebrate Valentine's Day.

As winter turned to spring, the old man's health deteriorated.

In early March, Sheng Rong was sent to the hospital due to serious illness.

It was a rainy spring day and the young couple hurried over.

Sheng Sinian and Sheng Xia supported their grandparents, and Sheng Yu could hardly stand.

Niannian leaned over to comfort him, holding his grandfather's hand tightly: "Grandpa, great-grandfather will be fine."

Nian Bao's eyes were red. "Grandpa, don't worry. Great-grandfather will be safe."

Sheng Yan stood outside the operating room with a frown on his face, holding his wife's hand tightly with his big hand, his eyes filled with worry.

Xia Kui held him in her arms and patted him gently to comfort him.

After a long time, the lights in the operating room finally went out. The family rushed forward to ask questions.

Sheng Yu's hands trembled. "How is my father?"

The doctor looked solemn and asked the family to see the patient for the last time.

!

"Grandpa, Grandpa..." Sheng Yu fainted.

But in the end, Sheng Rong only saw Xia Kui, Sheng Yu, Li Shuhua, and the brother and sister who were outside accompanying their grandparents.

Sheng Yan was standing guard at the door of the ward.

When Sheng Rong was dying, only his granddaughter-in-law was by his side, and no one knew what he said.

Xia Kui burst into tears, "Grandpa..."

The man at the door heard his wife crying and rushed in. The grandfather on the hospital bed was already dead, but his face was peaceful.

Sheng Yan knelt down in front of the bed, his eyes moist, holding the old man's hand, lowering his head and crying.

The brother and sister also burst into tears and supported their grandpa and grandma as they walked to their great-grandfather's bedside.

Sheng Yu burst into tears, trembling as he leaned over the old man's bedside, "Father..."

The Sheng family was in mourning, their children and grandchildren were immersed in grief, and Sheng Yu couldn't bear it anymore and fainted, so they had to let Dr. Lin stay in the old house permanently.

From then on, the highest power of the Sheng family came to an end, and all the dignitaries and businessmen in Rongcheng came to attend the funeral.

Three days later, Sheng Family Cemetery.

The couple stood in front of Sheng Rong's tombstone in black clothes and black veils. Sheng Yan looked solemn and haggard, with even some stubble.

The corners of Xia Kui's eyes were red and filled with tears.

The old man loved her very much, and the grief he felt over Sheng Rong's death was no less than the grief he felt over Song Qiao's death.

The saddest person should be Sheng Yan, who was raised by the old man and is closer to him than Sheng Yu.

Nian Nian and Nian Nian have been living in the old house, accompanying their grandparents. Having grandchildren around them brings a lot of comfort to Sheng Yu.

At night, in the living room on the second floor.

"Mommy, Daddy..." Niannian put his arm around Xia Kui's shoulders and comforted her.

Xia Kui glanced in the direction of the study and said, "Go to the old house and spend more time with grandpa and grandma."

"Okay," the 15-year-old boy bent down and held her shoulders. "Mommy, don't be afraid. I'm here."

Xia Kui touched her son's face and said, "Okay, go ahead."

In the study, the man stood alone in front of the window, his back looking lonely.

His body stiffened, he felt the warmth on his back, and held the soft hands on his waist.

"Ayan," Xia Kuikui hugged his waist tightly, her face pressed against his broad back.

Sheng Yan turned around and hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her neck and shoulder, closing his eyes as if he had someone to rely on.

Xia Kui gently stroked the back of his head, "Ayan, I'm here."

The man's voice was hoarse: "Yue'er, don't leave me..."

"I won't leave. I'll stay with you forever." Xia Kui held his face in her hands. "Can I shave you?"

Sheng Yan's eyes were red, and he pressed his forehead against hers: "Don't leave me."

"it is good."

In the bedroom, Xia Kui held him and coaxed him to sleep.

The man buried his face in the crook of her neck and hugged her tightly, "Yue'er, hold me tight."

"Okay, I'll hold you."

In the middle of the night, Xia Kui just got up and was held in his arms, "Yue'er, don't go."

"I'm not leaving. Can you just wait for me?"

She just wanted to go to the bathroom.

He was like a little child, unable to leave her.