Daily life of working as a substitute bride for a wealthy family

The next morning, Sheng Yang found the charging cable on the bedside table in his bedroom.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Last night she actually took the initiative and sent the charger here.

He also didn't expect that, having thought he was just going to sleep in the study for a few days, she seemed determined to occupy the room all by herself, always refusing to let him sleep there with various reasons.

So he didn't force it.

After all, there is no need to get angry with a pregnant woman in the late stage of pregnancy.

It just so happened that the group planned to set up a laboratory in the Czech Republic and provide warehousing services in Malaysia, so he took several directors on the business trip.

Sheng Yang was gone for more than half a month.

Because of the time difference, the two only occasionally contacted each other through WeChat voice messages.

But in reality, Xiaofu had to report to Sheng Yang every day about the family situation: How was she eating? How was her sleep? Who accompanied her during prenatal checkups?

-

Early summer in Jiangnan.

Blossoming.

The due date is getting closer.

Sheng Yang also returned exhausted.

From the Czech Republic to Pakistan, and from Pakistan to Malaysia, it has traveled half a circle around the earth.

Before returning, he left a short message for Xiang Ran.

"I'll be home this evening."

-

Xiaofu has been directing his aunt in the kitchen to cook dinner since the afternoon.

Xiang Ran was originally a part-time housekeeping worker, so she didn't have high requirements for the work of the people she hired at home.

It's okay as long as it's generally acceptable.

This somewhat lazy home started to get busy again because the man of the house was about to return from a long journey.

But it must be said that sometimes being busy can bring more hope.

Xiang Ran was bored these days and studied English in her room. She almost vomited from memorizing the IELTS test papers.

I am also afraid that I am spending too much energy.

After all, the mother of the heroine in a certain TV series had a miscarriage because she exhausted herself too much from reciting a scripture.

So most of the time, she spends her time basking in the sun in the garden and watching short videos.

-

In the evening, Xiang Ran was chatting with Xiao Fu.

Xiaofu's cell phone rang.

"It's Mr. Sheng." Xiao Fu said.

Xiang Ran: "Take it."

Sheng Yang said on the phone that he had already arrived at the airport, but had to attend a dinner party in the evening, so he asked Xiao Fu to tell his wife.

Xiao Fu: "Mr. Sheng, my wife is next to me. Do you want her to answer the phone?"

I don’t know what the person on the phone said, Xiaofu just handed the phone to Xiang Ran.

Xiang Ran: “Hello?”

"It's me." Sheng Yang said.

"I know... Are you going to a banquet? You've cooked a lot of dishes at home?"

Sheng Yang hesitated for a moment on the other end of the phone: "Then I'll save my stomach and try to come back early. Please save some midnight snacks for me."

"it is good."

-

Although I left some midnight snack for him.

But there were so many dishes cooked in the kitchen that she couldn't finish them all, so she basically just left them uneaten while waiting for him to come back.

Xiao Fu happened to be moving orchids in the garden when he heard the noise outside and shouted, "It seems to be Xiao Chen's car."

Xiang Ran hurried out of the door and stood on the steps leading to the garden.

The garden street lights were switched on.

Xiang Ran saw Xiao Chen helping Sheng Yang take the luggage out of the trunk.

And Sheng Yang also saw her.

After not seeing each other for nearly twenty days, the two looked at each other from afar across the small garden.

Xiang Ran looked at Sheng Yang, who looked thinner and darker.

But the edges are more distinct.

Sheng Yang looked at Ran.

She was still wearing the half-worn dress, her belly looked much bigger than before, and she was wearing a white cardigan sweater on the outside.

It's so clean that it seems as if there is not a speck of dust on it.

There was a mother's tenderness in her eyes.

But Sheng Yang felt vaguely that she seemed a little different from before.

But that look still made him feel soft-hearted.

Sheng Yang ignored the luggage behind him and walked straight towards her.

I wanted to hold her in my arms.

But she took the initiative to walk down the stairs and hold his hand: "You're back. Auntie has cooked several dishes that you like."

-

Xiao Chen helped to move the luggage in.

He asked Sheng Yang: "Then I will take Mr. Song home. Mr. Song is still in the car."

"Go!" Sheng Yang turned to Xiao Chen and said, "Remember to send Song Nan home before you leave."

Xiang Ran: "Mr. Song, why don't you come in and sit down?"

"He's drunk." Sheng Yang turned around, took off his windbreaker, handed it to Xiao Fu, and instructed, "Bring the midnight snack upstairs!"

-

Xiang Ran knew that he liked cleanliness, so she walked to the door of the room.

She asked, "Do you want to take a shower first, or eat something first?"

"Can I sleep here tonight?" He smiled helplessly and pointed towards Ran's bedroom.

"Of course, this house is all yours." Xiang Ran smiled.

She was telling the truth.

East Asian society gives men supreme rights, commonly known as patriarchy and husband's power.

In traditional society, a husband could enter his wife's room at will.

In modern society, this house, from the swimming pool outside the door to the square tiles inside the room, is Sheng Yang's personal property.

He has absolute rights to every inch of the house.

Therefore, whether from a traditional or modern perspective, Sheng Yang can "encircle and suppress" her.

Not to mention the issue of "sleeping in the same room", even in other matters, he has ways to force his "wife" to make concessions.

At this point, it doesn't matter whether this "wife" is "Miss Su" or her.

In a way, the situation is the same.

It was also at this time that Xiang Ran realized that if a woman did not have a house before marriage, when she married into the man's family, she would always be at risk of living under someone else's roof.

She did not feel like she was living under someone else's roof at Jinxiu Villa because the man in front of her respected her.

He also never used the "power" in his hands - marital power and property rights.

Not used,

That doesn't mean he didn't...

But Sheng Yang said: "That's not what I meant..."

Of course she understood what he meant.

So, Xiang Ran smiled and opened the bedroom door: "Okay."

Sheng Yang grabbed her hand, pulled Xiang Ran into his arms, and closed the door.

Hold.

Warm and soft.

Sheng Yang took a deep sniff of her scent—"You, used my perfume?"

"Well, while you were away."

"Honey...it smells good." He was stunned for a moment, then murmured and kissed her, "I'll ask my friend to send some more, if you like."

Although he felt some resistance from her.

But he still tried harder and harder, trying to melt her into his body.

Only when you travel far away can you realize the warmth and value of home.

Especially those young men who are passionate and enthusiastic and always yearn for the distance.

But he had only been with her for a year, and Sheng Yang felt that this long business trip was different from the previous ones.

I once only longed for the end of the sky,

Only now do I realize how precious my wife and children are.

"There's something on your shirt..." Xiang Ran sniffed.

Xiang Ran smelled another kind of perfume, mixed with the smell of cigarettes.

Sheng Yang was stunned. "Does it stink? Or maybe it's the perfume on Song Nan. I helped him out, and he vomited several times."

"You didn't drink much..."

"Who made him single? He helped me buy a lot of wine." Sheng Yang asked, "Wife, have you missed me in the past half month?"

"Well, the news said a few days ago that terrorists in Pakistan attacked a convoy of a Chinese-funded enterprise..." Xiang Ran said half-truthfully, but also with genuine emotion, "But if a woman is pregnant, what else can she do besides stay home and hope for her husband's safe return?"

Men can travel around anytime, but what about women?

Pregnancy greatly restricts a woman's freedom.

This is the reproductive dilemma that all women of childbearing age in the world need to face.

Xiang Ran was lonely. She was pregnant under the name of Miss Su, and it was like she was staying on an isolated island.

Physiological changes will also make her more sentimental and anxious.

"Silly girl, I'm going far away from the airport where the bombing occurred. But why didn't you video chat with me? The time difference between Pakistan and China isn't that big." Sheng Yang kissed her eyes. "But, I was wrong to make you worry..."

He whispered, “Hug me too, okay?

Xiang Ran finally opened her arms and put them around his waist... with their child in the middle...

-

Although Xiaofu brought up so many dishes, Sheng Yang only ate a few bites.

He smelled faintly of alcohol, and Xiang Ran's eyes inadvertently fell on a wine stain on his shirt.

"I'm going to take a shower." He stood up and let Xiaofu come in to clear the plates.

-

After taking a shower, Sheng Yang went straight into her room.

This time, she didn't stop him.

Just sitting on the bed, looking at him quietly.

The floor lamp standing at the head of the bed was one she replaced last Christmas.

The lampshade is in the shape of a lotus bud and the shell is as thin as a cicada's wing.

The lights are dim and soft.

Her facial features softened under the light, and her plumpness after pregnancy gave her a more classical beauty.

There was tenderness in her eyes and at the corners of her mouth, and there was still attachment to him in her eyes.

He leaned down, buried his head in her neck, and took a deep breath of the scent that was most familiar to him.

It was his own, and now it was hers too.

No change, still the same fragrance as before.

He was absolutely certain.

The scent made him feel at ease.

Gently kiss her earlobe, neck...

Sheng Yang kissed her again and again, looking into her eyes, and felt some impulse in his heart.

There are some things that don't need to be told to her.

But he couldn't help but want her to know.

"I miss you every day when I'm out there," he said.

Xiang Ran smiled, a little surprised.

And kissed him too.

"Wife." He suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "For so many days, I haven't touched other women in any social occasions. Including today..."

"I know."