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

Sheng Songxuan grew very fast.

Sheng Yang washed his hands and held his son in his arms. The little guy was white and chubby, and his eyes were looking at him.

As if observing and exploring.

"Does the child still recognize her mother?" Sheng Yang turned around and asked.

Aunt Gao suddenly realized that Sheng Yang was asking her, "It always feels a little strange. After all, my wife has been in Australia for a few days."

"Did Yiqing come to see him yesterday?"

"My wife came to see the baby this morning." Aunt Gao replied.

"Didn't she come last night?" He turned and said nonchalantly, "I remember she arrived at the airport at 6:30 last night."

"The child went to bed early last night..." Aunt Gao subconsciously spoke for the hostess.

"Did Yiqing wean herself before going to Australia?"

"Ah? No, my wife squeezed two bags of milk into the refrigerator the night before she passed away."

"Did your wife say anything to you before you left?"

Aunt Gao thought for a moment and said, "The madam asked about my family situation and whether I was willing to continue working for the Sheng family. I said yes."

Sheng Yang handed his son to her. "Well, she mentioned this to me. Aunt Gao, you will take him and Yiqing to the Sheng family's old house later. Today, you must take Songxuan with you. He must not leave your side for a moment. His milk and water must not leave your sight either."

Aunt Gao saw that his face was heavy and quickly replied, "Yes."

To Aunt Gao's surprise, Sheng Yang, who had already reached the door, turned around and said, "I'll let Xiaofu go with you. If you can't leave at that time, you can ask Xiaofu to take over."

Aunt Gao is already middle-aged. Although she is not well educated, she is a woman from the countryside who can make a living in a big city full of steel and steel. Her emotional intelligence is not low.

Hearing the man say this, I knew something had happened at home.

Although I don't know what it is.

But she only needs to do her job well - take good care of the children and never leave their side.

-

Out of the garden,

Sheng Yang got into Xiao Chen's car.

"Tell me again the details of the day she went to Australia," Sheng Yang said.

Xiao Chen repeated it exactly as it was.

"So, she only brought a small suitcase on board?" Sheng Yang asked.

"Yes," Xiao Chen thought for a moment and said, "At first, my wife didn't say where she was going... It wasn't until we drove out of the community that she suddenly said she wanted to go to the airport."

"Did you see her board the plane?"

"No, my wife asked me to drop her off at the drop-off area and told me to call you after I got in the car," Xiao Chen replied.

Sheng Yang was silent for a few minutes.

I called Song Nan and said, "I need your help with something. I want someone to check the airport surveillance footage and look up someone's flight history and customs entry and exit information. Could you help me figure out which leader would be most efficient? I need the results by this afternoon."

Song Nan asked in surprise: "What happened?"

Sheng Yang hesitated for half a minute: "It's hard to explain in a few words... Well, I'll be downstairs at your office in about twenty minutes. I have something important to discuss with you."

In just twenty minutes, Sheng Yang made two more phone calls.

respectively.

Yixing Group Securities Investment Department,

Shengtian Law Firm.

Every phone call,

Xiao Chen was terrified after hearing this.

-

The car arrived at the Haiyue Group’s company building, and Xiao Chen sat in the car waiting.

I thought Sheng Yang would come down while I had a cup of tea as usual.

Who knew he would wait like this?

Waited for over an hour.

All she got was a call from Sheng Yang. "Go back to the Sheng residence first. I'll drive over after dinner. Also, tell Su Yiqing that it was me who gave her the instructions. She just finished her postpartum confinement and is bound to be weak. Let Aunt Zeng go with her to the Sheng residence tonight."

Although Sheng Yang didn't drive over, Xiao Chen was definitely not worried that his boss had no car. After all, Song Nan was a well-known sports car enthusiast, and Haiyue Group's business car and driver could also take the boss there.

What he was worried about was that a storm seemed to be coming soon.

Maybe tonight.

-

Looking down from Haiyue’s office building, the night is falling and thousands of houses are lit up.

Sheng Yang, who had been standing in front of the window for a long time, finally turned around and said, "I'm leaving."

"Shall I take you down?" Song Nan stood up and asked him.

"Need not."

Song Nan patted Sheng Yang's shoulder and said, "You've already made up your mind, haven't you?"

Sheng Yang didn't say anything.

He turned around and walked out of Song Nan's office.

-

The Sheng family's old house is very lively tonight.

The servants were extremely busy clearing away the dishes, while Old Master Sheng sat in the armchair facing south in the main hall, smiling and teasing his great-grandson, Sheng Songxuan.

The child laughs when the old man teases him.

Even Sheng Yang's aunt standing nearby clapped and laughed.

"This child's personality is even more likable than Sheng Yang's!" Sheng Yimin praised.

Jiang Yu felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this.

In her heart, her son Sheng Yang is naturally the best - even her grandson is not as good as him.

Moreover, she felt that Sheng Yang had become so fierce because he had been "tortured" after being taken in by the Sheng family, so she couldn't help but make an excuse: "Sheng Yang had a good personality when he was young, but he often had a stern face later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Aunt Sheng Yang stand up and say, "Oh, Sheng Yang is here. Have you had dinner?"

"Come back after dinner." Sheng Yang walked in and greeted everyone.

In addition to the Sheng family members themselves, one of Sheng Yimin's nephews is also here today.

"Why does it smell like cigarettes?" Sheng Yimin smoked in his early years, but quit at the age of sixty for the sake of his health. He sniffed and said to Sheng Yang, "Fathers should take care of their bodies."

"There was a smell of cigarettes in the private room when we were having dinner today," Sheng Yang said.

"That won't work. Secondhand smoke is more harmful." Jiang Yu muttered.

"Be careful next time..." Sheng Yang looked around but didn't see Su Yiqing, so he asked, "By the way...where's Yiqing?"

Aunt Sheng Yang pointed upstairs and said, "Your cousin Zhuzhu from my uncle's family took Yiqing upstairs. She's playing the piano in Sheng Mian's old study. Listen...it seems like there's some piano music."

"I'll go up and take a look." Sheng Yang said.

-

Sheng Yang walked to the door, and a piano piece was almost ending.

Su Yiqing heard footsteps and knew someone was coming upstairs, so she played the piano more enthusiastically.

The piano music is vigorous, smooth and moving.

Su Yiqing was very proud.

At the end of the performance, she also made a beautiful ending movement of lifting her arms.

She turned around and met Sheng Yang's eyes.

He leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, his eyes dark and unclear.

Zhu Zhu also studied piano. When she saw Sheng Yang, she walked over and said, "Brother Sheng Yang, my cousin is indeed a master who won the first place in the Chopin Competition. She is amazing."

Sheng Yang nodded: "Zhu Zhu, your father asked me to call you downstairs. They are getting ready to leave."

Zhu was eleven or twelve years old, an age when she seemed to understand things but not quite.

Girls at this age are sometimes very willing to show their "maturity" to adults.

Zhu Zhu winked at the two of them before leaving: "Then I won't disturb my cousin and his wife's world of two."

Su Yiqing was complimented by Zhu Zhu all night and was in a good mood.

She pulled Sheng Yang's arm and said, "Why don't you play a song too? Didn't you once adapt a piano piece called "Hope"?

Sheng Yang narrowed his eyes: "Oh, you still remember?"

These days, Su Yiqing has been looking through Xiang Ran's previous "work log" again - she knows all these trivial matters by heart.

"Of course." Su Yiqing smiled, "How about you play it again for me today?"

"I started piano too late, so I won't embarrass myself in front of you." He gently pushed her hand away. "Do you want to... go to my old little room and take a look?"

"Okay, but Xiaofu also said that no one can enter the room without your permission." Su Yiqing said with a smile.

"Well—because I have the key." He put his hands in his pockets. "Come with me."