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

"Hey, it's me."

"Sheng Yang?" The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a bit old. "It's so late, did you think of something important?"

"I want to go there in person and ask some questions."

"Sheng Yang...actually you..." The person on the other end of the phone hesitated to speak.

"There's no need to show up again and contact Fei Ge's people, right?" Sheng Yang asked.

"Yes. It's not a good influence on you."

"I know." Sheng Yang said, "Please send someone to wait for me at the entrance of the Siam Gulf Hotel. I'll take your car over in half an hour. It won't attract attention."

"Alright." The man sighed and said, "I'll arrange it right away. But try not to stay too long, Sheng Yang. That's not the place for you."

The person on the other end of the phone was Uncle Qin.

Uncle Qin is an old acquaintance of the Sheng family. When he was young, he had received kindness from Mr. Sheng.

But in recent years, he has not had much contact with the Sheng family, but has become quite close to Song Nan.

He is someone that both the black and white worlds want to know.

He has been hiding behind the scenes in recent years.

Focus on "white glove" business and do it well.

After all, the 'powerful and wealthy' are all clean.

Just like Mrs. Su and Miss Su, even if the people under them did all the dirty things and were covered in blood.

But their hands can remain free from a speck of dust.

People with status cannot do things like "cheating, money laundering, gambling, murder and arson".

But there are always "gloves" who will do this for them.

Uncle Qin is in charge of these "gloves".

Therefore, Uncle Qin felt that a respectable young man like the Second Young Master Sheng did not even need to set foot in those mixed places.

They can solve the problem for him.

But Sheng Yang doesn't think so.

He didn't think that there was anything wrong in arresting those two idiots and interrogating them to extract a confession.

There's nothing shameful about it.

In fact, his inner thoughts were far more "evil" than doing this.

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Mr. Sheng II was wearing a mask and all in black.

Sitting in a low-key Passat sedan, we arrived at the resort in the night.

This resort is just across the lake from the last resort hotel.

Someone came to pick him up.

Those people were also dressed in black.

The three followed him through the corridor and took the elevator to the basement.

Sheng Yang first went to the room where Aunt Zeng was locked up.

As soon as Aunt Zeng saw him, she burst into tears.

"Mr. Sheng, please rescue me quickly! They caught the wrong person and fed me all sorts of nonsense."

Aunt Zeng remembered that she was fed that kind of wine a few days ago.

All my old face was lost.

So I cried with snot and tears.

Those who don’t know might think Sheng Yang is some kind of relative of hers.

But Sheng Yang just sat far away and listened to her crying quietly.

It seemed that if the bad people in his eyes suffered a little, his own suffering would be reduced a little.

His attitude seemed very gentle. "Aunt Zeng, we've spent a lot of time together. You're often with my wife, so you should know what kind of wine it is... Now we're just using the same method to harm someone. You only give it to others, don't you want to experience it yourself? No one's touching you here, why are you crying?"

After hearing what he said, Aunt Zeng really stopped crying.

Based on the questions she was asked these days, she has sorted out her thoughts.

The charges of "Xiaoyan's godmother" and "child trafficking at the train station"...are all pretexts.

Aunt Zeng bravely asked, "Mr. Sheng, where is my young lady? Is she okay?"

"She's missing, she ran away, and I can't find her. But there's a girl named Xiaoyan pretending to be your daughter, and it seems they've caught her. If you want to see Xiaoyan, they might be able to arrange it. But... I'm not here to listen to you talk about this."

Aunt Zeng heard the hidden meaning and was frightened and said immediately: "Mr. Sheng, if you want to know anything about Miss Xiang, I will tell you everything I know..."

Sheng Yang frowned and interrupted her: "You said her last name is Xiang?"

"Yes, she said her name was Xiang Xiang."

"Xiangxiang?" Sheng Yang blurted out.

"No, the surname is Xiang, which means direction, and the given name is Xiang, which means countryside, under the grass radical." Aunt Zeng corrected.

"Oh, there is such a thing?"

"I don't know if it's a pseudonym. She said her home was in the countryside and she was born in a haystack. So she was named Xiang." Aunt Zeng explained tremblingly.

Sheng Yang felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this.

He took a hard breath and said, "Keep talking!"

"It all started when our young lady suddenly disappeared after your wedding..."

"You should know why your young lady suddenly disappeared?" Sheng Yang interrupted Aunt Zeng, pointing to the old wound on his head, and said word by word: "Because she was afraid, she fled for fear of being punished."

Aunt Zeng was so frightened that her mouth opened wide: "You, you remember everything?"

Sheng Yang turned his head to look at her. "What else do you think? Go on... It's best not to make up a story. If you do, make it more convincing. If there are any flaws, since I can come here, I can also make sure you never see me."

Aunt Zeng didn't dare to hide anything anymore, so she just spilled the beans.

"You said that the Su family only hired her for six months at the beginning? The commission was five million?" Sheng Yang asked.

Aunt Zeng wanted to put all the blame on Su Yue, so she added: "Initially, Su Yue only planned to give three million, but Miss Xiang was unwilling."

"Three million?" Sheng Yang sneered, his expression gloomy and unpredictable.

"Because Housekeeper Su thought you were unconscious, she didn't have to do anything. But unexpectedly, you woke up so quickly..."

"Then why did she stay for six months?" Sheng Yang asked.

"Because our young lady left without saying goodbye because of that scumbag named Zhu. It was that night in the waterside pavilion! The wine was originally meant for our young lady to drink, but it was only to save her at the last minute..."

Hearing this, Sheng Yang pursed his lips and chuckled, "Su Yiqing went off to meet her lover on her own, and you asked her to drink that wine on her behalf?"

When Aunt Zeng heard Sheng Yang's anger and he was about to run to her young lady, she quickly said, "But it was a complete accident, and the wine we drank that day wasn't completely useless. Didn't Young Lady Xiang get pregnant soon afterward?"

Sheng Yang: "Oh, so... Aunt Zeng, do you think it would be a good thing if she got pregnant unexpectedly after you drugged her like this?"

Aunt Zeng opened her mouth several times but didn't dare to speak.

Sheng Yang's tone was calm, and he didn't even bother to look at her: "How dare you let her and my child take such a risk? If anything goes wrong, all of you will have to pay the price..."

"Mr. Sheng, the child has been healthy during every prenatal checkup. You should know this," Aunt Zeng shouted.

Sheng Yang raised his eyes and glanced at her: "How do I know if what you said is true?"

Aunt Zeng had a flash of inspiration: "There's a 'work log'! Butler Su asked me to record Miss Xiang's daily life at the Sheng family and report it to him every day, and Miss Xiang will also tell me every day what we did that day."

As soon as these words came out.

The air around them suddenly became so thin that it was suffocating.

Sheng Yang, who was sitting upright on the chair, had a layer of frost on his face.

[Author's note: It's not finished yet, is it? Because I'm still working on it... Actually, writing is not easy, so I wrote it as I went along. Feel free to take a look.]