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

a long time,

Sheng Yangcai asked, "Does that 'work log' have a copy? Is it written on the computer?"

"No, no, I just wrote it down in a small manila notebook with a ballpoint pen. I don't know how to use a computer, so I wrote it all by hand."

"Where is the book?"

"When I returned to Jinxiu Villa from Australia, I gave it to our young lady. It should be with our young lady. Everything I said is true."

Sheng Yang remembered that Su Yiqing had a bunch of personal belongings in her bedroom, so he asked the driver to pack them up and send them to an empty house.

Wait until you come to your senses.

He smiled coldly: "Has she ever told you before where she wants to go after getting the money?"

"No, Miss Xiang has at least 10 million in her hands now! Someone from a poor place probably has never seen so much money in her life. She will definitely run away after taking the money. No matter what, she should go out and have some fun first. If she gets caught, wouldn't it be..."

Sheng Yang's sharp gaze shot over, and Aunt Zeng shuddered with fear.

So he changed his words and said, "It's mainly because Miss Xiang is too clever. She kept lying to us, saying she was weak and couldn't move around during the confinement period. This caused us to let down our guard. We urged her to go to Australia several times, but she kept dragging her feet—"

"Why are you urging her to go to Australia?"

"Go to Australia..." Aunt Zeng looked at Sheng Yang and didn't have the courage to say it out loud.

Sheng Yang's voice was icy cold: "Lure her to Australia and then kill her! Take back the 10 million from your Su family?"

"No, it's not. It won't be as serious as to threaten one's life. Besides, this was all the idea of ​​Housekeeper Su. I'm an old woman, how would I know what they did?" Aunt Zeng saw that her anger was growing, and hurriedly insisted that it was Su Yue's idea.

"Oh, I don't believe that Su Yue can make the final decision on such a big idea alone? Could it be that this is all your young lady's idea?" Sheng Yang asked lightly.

"No, it's definitely not our young lady, it's..." Aunt Zeng hesitated.

Sheng Yang stood up and dusted himself off.

He smiled and said, "Aunt Zeng, it's dusty, damp, and cold here, but you're a very stubborn person... I came here in person, and you still won't tell me the truth. But it doesn't matter. If you don't tell me, Su Yue will tell me anyway, so why should I waste my time questioning you? I'm leaving now. I'm sure there are plenty of people here to interrogate you."

As Sheng Yang turned and took a step, Aunt Zeng shouted from behind him, "I'm telling you, I'm telling you! It was the young lady's aunt, Director Zhong, who ordered Butler Su to do it. Butler Su has always been in close contact with her."

Sheng Yang paused.

"Oh. Anything else to add?"

Aunt Zeng's brain short-circuited when he asked her this. She only wanted to excuse herself: "Actually, I also contributed to Miss Xiang's successful escape that day! They forced me to go to the Sheng family early every morning to keep an eye on them, and I was tired of it. After all, I didn't think Miss Xiang was a criminal, so I didn't go that morning. Miss Xiang also seized the opportunity and left me a message and a card before leaving."

"What news? What card?" Sheng Yang asked.

"WeChat message! SIM card! She told Miss Xiang that she won't take the child with her, and she's not afraid that the Su family will do anything bad to the child! Because you will protect the baby, I asked her to give her the SIM card she often uses, and told us not to look for her."

Aunt Zeng was still babble about something over there.

Sheng Yang didn't want to hear a word.

He walked out.

Depressed and uncomfortable.

I can't breathe!

She would even leave a message for someone like Aunt Zeng.

What about him and his son?

Not even a single word.

In order to avoid exposing her flaws, she actually gave her SIM card to Su Yiqing, so during the one-month business trip...was he always in contact with Su Yiqing?

After leaving the room, someone immediately followed and asked, "Mr. Sheng, do you want to check the room next door?"

Sheng Yang waved his hands in disgust: "No, take me back to the Siam Gulf Hotel."

-

Coming out of the Siam Gulf Hotel.

Considering that the place where Su Yiqing's personal belongings were stored was nearby, Sheng Yang decided to walk there by himself.

He didn't call Xiao Chen - maybe Xiao Chen was catching up on his sleep in the car.

The driver has worked hard these days.

He didn't want his business assistant Kevin to get involved in family matters, so some things had to be done by Xiao Chen.

Only after these things happened did he feel that there were not enough people.

Whether at work or at home.

His feeling can be described in one word - tired.

Now at Yixing, he can gradually control shareholders and veterans and try to realize some of his own ideas and ambitions.

But my own confidants and wings are not strong enough yet, and this will take time.

After returning from a business trip, he goes to work as usual every day and even attended a product delivery ceremony yesterday.

There will be a management meeting tomorrow.

Even if he forgets these things, the email system will remind him on time.

He was like a machine wound up 24 hours a day, running non-stop.

When crossing the road, he even seemed to have auditory hallucinations, hearing the sounds of parts jamming and colliding...

-

Swan Lake Building is a high-rise apartment building used for both commercial and residential purposes.

Two of them are under Sheng Yang’s personal name.

Walk to the door of a room.

Sheng Yang pressed the combination lock and walked in.

Turn on the lights.

He found the brown paper notebook that Aunt Zeng mentioned in the cardboard box.

Sitting on the ground,

He opened the ordinary-looking softcover copy.

The date on the first page was the day he woke up in the hospital...

-

It was already dawn when Xiao Chen was awakened by the sound of someone knocking on the car door.

Sheng Yang was standing outside the car.

Xiao Chen was so shocked that he immediately reached out and pressed the button to straighten the seat.

"Mr. Sheng? Did they just send you back from there?"

"No, I went to another place later. I thought you might be catching up on some sleep in the car, so I didn't wake you up." His voice was very tired. "Let's go! Take me back to Jinxiu Villa."

Xiao Chen looked in the rearview mirror and saw Sheng Yang's head leaning on the seat, his eyes looking forward without focus.

Don't know what to think.

After being with him for so many years, Xiao Chen had never seen Mr. Sheng look so tired.

He is always energetic and has a sharp gaze.

And he is like this now.

It is obvious that a person is extremely tired, but does not want to rest, or is unable to rest.

Xiao Chen was very worried about him.

"Mr. Sheng, Master Sheng Mian returned from England last night and called you, but he said you didn't answer the phone."

"I know. I contacted him later." Sheng Yang closed his eyes.

Xiao Chen didn't say anything else.

-

The autumn sun is not as glaring as the summer sun.

Instead, there was a hint of warmth.

As the weather gets colder, even sunlight becomes more precious.

When we returned to Jinxiu Villa, the sun had already risen.

As soon as he got off the car.

The servants in this house saw that the male owner was still the same hurried and decisive man as before.

Sheng Yang washed his face with cold water and changed his clothes.

Go downstairs.

Today he deliberately left later because he wanted to see his son.

I haven't seen Sheng Songxuan for several days.

This poor child had no idea that his mother didn't want him anymore.

-

As soon as he sat down at the dining table, he received several messages in succession.

I clicked on it and saw that it was her passport page photo and exit record.

The youthful appearance on the passport made him unable to help but touch the screen of his mobile phone.

It turns out her name is "Xiang Ran".

After being together for so long, he finally knew the name of the person next to him.

She accompanied him day by day and embraced him every night, gaining his complete trust and devotion.

He humbly offered the last bit of sincerity left in his cold and thin body.

But she regarded this sincerity as a joke.

Because to her, these are just paid "jobs".

He had never met anyone more stupid than himself.

It's unjust to call you smart.

He was completely defenseless against her.

Not only defenseless, but also open arms.

If she was a commercial spy, wouldn't he have surrendered his weapons and been completely wiped out?

In a trance,

The "superego" that he suppressed when he grew up reappeared like a ghost.

That serious, giant-like "superego" appears again.

Pointing at the weak and helpless boy kneeling on the ground and crying, mocking and criticizing him.

Sheng Yang closed his eyes in pain.