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

There was a creaking sound.

The door was pushed open again.

Su Yiqing thought that Sheng Yang had gone and turned back.

Unexpectedly, a man with a hideous face walked in.

He was holding a small white plastic box.

He walked towards her with a strange smile...

"What are you doing?" Su Yiqing scolded him.

The man didn't say anything. He just grabbed her hair and covered her mouth with a handkerchief.

Soon, her vision blurred and she became limp and powerless.

I don't know anything anymore...

When she woke up, she found Su Yiqing and she was back in the room where she was locked up.

My eyes hurt only when I opened them.

Swelling.

My eyelids felt like something was tightening around them.

My face was burning and hurting.

My nose hurts too.

Recalling what Sheng Yang had said before, asking her to calculate how many stitches she should get,

Su Yiqing collapsed.

She couldn't help crying and yelling.

The person guarding her covered his ears, opened the door, and glanced at her with disdain: "Take your medicine."

Su Yiqing's emotions exploded like a wild beast: "You are not human, you are all beasts!"

"You scratched my face, I want you to pay with your lives!"

The man grabbed her neck and said, "It's broad daylight. Keep your mouth shut. What nonsense are you spouting?"

Su Yiqing lowered her head and bit his wrist.

The man felt pain and slapped him in the face. "This is a lesson for you. Don't assume that all men in this world are civilized. If you get a crooked nose in the future, it's your own fault."

Su Yiqing felt a sharp pain and felt as if her jaw was dislocated.

The man took out a box of pills and waved them in front of her: "Should I take them or not? What if it gets infected and rots on my face..."

Su Yiqing took a look at the medicine box and saw the name of a certain antibiotic.

She hesitated...

The man took out a few pills, held them in his palm, and passed them to her mouth...

-

In the northern part of Country M, the weather is still hot, but it is cool in the mountains.

Along the way, Mo Shaohua was chatting and laughing.

Xiang Ran would say something from time to time - a way of giving back some emotional value.

The jeep travels along the winding mountain road.

Xiang Ran only then realized that Mo Shaohua had a Hong Kong passport.

Graduated from Sheffield with a degree in Business.

It turns out that the paths taken by rich people are all similar.

Complimented Xiang Ran a few words.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shaohua smiled and said, "In ancient times, people like us were called home-born children."

"A child born at home?" Xiang Ran asked.

"My great-grandmother was Grandpa Xu Xiling's wet nurse. However, by my father's generation, the Mo family had benefited from the Xu family's influence and had some businesses of their own, but they still had close ties with the Xu family."

"Oh, is that so." Xiang Ran didn't want to know so many of his private affairs. She was wary of the man's endless desire to share.

So he changed the subject, "By the way, Manager Mo, you've been out for so long...what about the company's affairs..."

"First of all, you're the only one who calls me Manager Mo. Everyone else calls me President Mo."

Xiang Ran said embarrassedly: "That's because when I went with Xia Yun to sign the contract last year, I saw you sitting in the manager's office-"

"Because you're Xia Yun's friend, I received you that day." He smiled. "I'm in charge of our agency and leasing-related business. But an office building that does business like ours doesn't really need to employ many people, right?"

Xiang Ran understood that no one in the company cared about Mo Shaohua.

He is also the boss.

So he can stay out as long as he wants.

-

We stayed at a B&B on the mountain that night. The owner was a second-generation Chinese.

They stayed in two separate rooms at night.

But the strange thing is that the two rooms are connected, separated only by a curtain.

Xiang Ran wanted to ask to change rooms, but she was afraid that she would be too narrow-minded and make Mo Shaohua unhappy.

After dinner, Xiang Ran played with the child of the B&B owner for a while.

A child, about six or seven years old, clung to Xiang Ran and secretly kissed her face.

Xiang Ran taught him a few English words, and he kept hugging her and calling her "Teacher Xiang" and "Teacher Xiang".

The boss's other child can't walk yet, but he is much heavier than Songxuan when held in his arms.

When I asked the boss lady, I found out that the baby was already nine months old.

Still drinking breast milk.

He is very strong.

Xiang Ran's maternal instinct made her think of her son, and her eyes became softer when she looked at the child.

Mo Shaohua teased her, "Why do all his children like you?"

"I'm also confused. I look like a man now..."

The evening breeze blew her white shirt, outlining her figure. Mo Shaohua looked away: "Children nowadays have sharp eyes."

"Ah, what do you say?"

Mo Shaohua, worthy of being from the generation with a strong uncle vibe, said with a smile, "I heard that children are the best at judging whether a woman is kind or not. If you want to know if a girl is worth dating, bring her around children. If the children like her, then you're right."

Xiang Ran wanted to tell him that this idea was outdated.

So I joked with him, "Manager Mo, please don't be misled by such remarks. The boss's son was clinging to me just now because I secretly slipped him a handful of candy."

Mo Shaohua: “….”

-

After taking a shower, I returned to the room.

Mo Shaohua took the initiative to sleep in the room on the outside.

Draw the curtain.

A rustling sound.

Although her movements were very gentle.

But it still made Mo Shaohua prick up his ears.

He felt like a pervert, a lecher.

My heartbeat started to quicken.

As a man, Mo Shaohua had long heard that "a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a mistress."

The attraction of "the wife in distress" on this night,

Suddenly it magnified.

Of course, he was still limited to fantasy.

I remember that rainy night in Country Z.

She was soaked and shivering as she leaned against his back.

While waiting to be rescued,

The two of them hid in such a small plastic sheet to avoid the rain.

That day, at that moment, he actually reacted for the first time in his life.

"Xiang Ran—are you going to sleep?" Mo Shaohua suddenly spoke.

"No. It's not even eight o'clock yet, it's still early. Manager Mo, do you need anything?"

"Only one curtain, are you afraid—?" he asked softly.

"I'm not afraid, because I just borrowed a pair of scissors from the owner of the folk custom house and put it next to my pillow. If any bad guys break in at night, I'll take care of them." Xiang Ran answered seriously.

"You! Have you watched too much TV drama?" Mo Shaohua was a little exasperated.