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

"Song Nan, you know that in our circle, the most common way to keep women around is to lure them into prostitution, or to build a golden birdcage and clip their wings. This is the simplest and most effective method."

Song Nan smiled and said, "That's right. Chairman Qian of the Fujiu Group's motto is 'Women are easier to tame when they're young; they become more disobedient as they age.' That's why he said he likes young female students."

Sheng Yang shook his head: "Those around Director Qian are not women, they are female slaves! The weaker a person is, the easier it is to be controlled. The more they lose their self-esteem, the easier it is to be brainwashed and manipulated.

I understand this, but I certainly wouldn't treat my wife that way. She's my family.

Do you think you would do this to your daughter?

Do this to your sister?

No way? "

Song Nan was speechless. He had many ways to deal with women.

Many times he didn't even treat those women as human beings.

Song Nan smiled indifferently: "I originally wanted to try to be with Rose for the sake of financing, but after seeing the tragedy between you and Miss Su, I completely gave up the family marriage. Putting aside the financial factors, no one in my family forced me to marry, so I might as well embrace freedom.

My mindset has never been as high as yours. If I want to sleep soundly, the easiest way is to lock women in a cage. No, I want to lure them into the cage themselves. Using diamonds and luxury goods as bait, women are easily hooked.

I locked them in cages and forced them to perform their talents. If they performed well, I would reward them. If they performed poorly, I would punish them—by suspending their credit cards and taking back their properties.

So, if they are told to go east, they will not dare to go west."

"Really?" Sheng Yang stood up and patted his shoulder. "But won't you get tired of this?"

"If you get bored, just change it." Song Nan said.

"Oh, then I am indeed different from you. I have made up my mind about my wife and I will not change her."

"It sounds like I am indeed a scumbag - no wonder Tracy scolded me for being morally corrupt behind my back." Song Nan curled his lips and laughed.

"Sooner or later you'll get tired of this kind of life, because lust is more addictive than physical desire.

But I'm in no position to criticize you. After all, I once treated marriage like a joke, believing myself to be unfeeling, so I could even accept a marriage of convenience without a marriage certificate. My morals were also corrupted, which is why I suffered this misfortune. "You wait too! The law of true fragrance may be late, but it will never be absent."

Song Nan brushed off his hand, looking uncomfortable all over: "Don't scare me."

"Let's go and visit their factory in the industrial park this afternoon. I'll fly back tomorrow morning. My relationship with her can't be rushed, nor can it be delayed," Sheng Yang said.

-

At night, Xiang Ran leaned forward and looked at her son's sleeping face beside her without blinking.

She did not put Songxuan in the children's room, nor did she give him to Aunt Zhang.

But I sleep with it myself.

The baby looks so much like Sheng Yang.

Xiang Ran kissed her son's cheek again and again.

Said to the sleeping Songxuan: "Mom, I love you so much, baby."

Song Xuan had no idea what kind of sweet dream he was having, and a smile curved up his lips.

"Actually, Mom went through a lot of pain giving birth to you. If your dad hadn't rushed back from abroad, Mom might have had to endure another day and night of pain and still not have been able to give birth to you."

"Mom has never forgotten my baby. When I was abroad, I often thought of Songxuan."

"When you were at Aunt Yinlan's house, Mom looked forward to you coming to play with Brother Lele every day."

"You are the dearest person to my mother in the world."

Xiang Ran slept in a thin silk quilt, holding her son.

Like a cocoon.

There is a kind of worldly peace that excludes all interference.

This feeling was only experienced...on a rainy day when Sheng Yang and I were wrapped in the quilt, close to each other.

Fusion.

Selflessness.

Only love can bring two people together.

-

On the third day, since it was just Aunt Zhang and Xiang Ran at home, she was too lazy to put on double eyelid tape anymore.

Even the mask was pulled under the nose to breathe.

Who would want to wear a medical mask all the time when it’s so hot in summer?

Sheng Yang watched the surveillance footage, where her delicate face occasionally appeared.

I couldn't help it, I touched the screen to zoom in... and zoom in again...

Although, he knew that installing a surveillance camera in a hidden corner of the bedroom would be the easiest way to capture her defenseless moments.

It is also the easiest to see the scene he wants to see.

But Sheng Yang would not choose to do that.

Even a wife's privacy needs to be respected.

Moreover, Jinxiu Villa should be a place that can give her a sense of security.

So he did not deliberately adjust the positions of cameras in the entire house, nor did he add new surveillance probes.

Respect her.

protect her.

Gain trust.

This is the prerequisite for building a good relationship.

-

Sheng Yang landed at the airport at noon and wanted to go home directly, but when he saw that the sun was at its highest point, he was afraid of disturbing her and the child's nap.

She was also afraid that if he came back suddenly, she would panic.

Who knows, maybe he will even escape over the wall?

If it were another woman, she would never do such a thing.

But she is Xiang Ran,

She is the heroine Xiang Ran who can climb on the back of a buffalo, climb up a tree to pick wax gourds, and hold her breath while diving in a pond.

Sheng Yang couldn't help laughing when he recalled the small mountain village in Qingluan County where the old lady at the entrance of the village vividly described the fights Xiang Ran had with others when she was a child.

So he decided to go to the company first.

Why don’t we go back in the evening?

The heat has dissipated and the evening breeze has become softer.

The light is also dimmer.

Perhaps she would be more receptive?

-

In the evening, Xiang Ran took her son's hand and went to the garden to pick pansies.

The pansies were not planted intentionally, they were wildflowers that popped up in the flower garden.

I don't know where the flower seeds came from.

These little pink flowers have existed before, and Xiang Ran once told Master Zhu not to treat them as weeds and remove them.

Unexpectedly, Master Zhu really didn't touch them.

Xiang Ran used an empty yogurt cup and asked Song Xuan to put the picked flowers into the yogurt cup.

I also picked some wild grass as a backdrop.

Xiang Ran thought that Songxuan might have eczema because he was too clean and didn't like playing in the dirt.

When she was a child in the countryside, everyone played around and was covered in dirt. She had never heard of any of her friends having allergies or eczema.

Therefore, Xiang Ran went too far in order to get Song Xuan closer to nature.

She simply made her son lie down on the lawn.

I sat on the swing and watched Songxuan pulling weeds.

suddenly,

There was a noise at the door.

Xiang Ran turned his head.

The man walked into the garden covered in a golden glow.

-

[Small drama (The author's words cannot be written within the word limit, and will be deleted later.)]

This chapter writes about "Mr. Song".

I can't help but complain about the sequel to a certain prototype that the character Song Nan in this book was based on.

(Note: This is not the prototype in the author's first book. Although both are named Song Nan, the reference characters are different.)

Because Song's secretary Leader (can be understood as secretary director/chief?) resigned voluntarily, Song's attempt to retain him was ineffective.

After his secretary to the board left, Song fired/scolded off all of his assistants and secretaries within two months. (Four in total? Just a quick aside, the rest seemed innocent.)

Ms. "Secretary of the Board" "ran away" at that time and lost a lot of money. Her resignation was due to her disappointment with Song (all kinds of disappointment).

So she would rather not have anything, and finally refused to accept the compensation that Song paid her.

I still remember others describing how furious and out of control Song was after he discovered that the "Secretary of the Board" had deleted him as a friend.

Hahaha, I couldn’t help but laugh three times!

But I still feel it’s not worth it for “her”.

It's a pity.

Because she really lost a lot of money,

Lost opportunity.

The money was what she deserved (the original money from the previous company and the money Song promised when he poached her).

The most ridiculous thing is that Song once used shares as an inducement (which was completely an empty promise).

Hehehe......

If I can persist in writing the extra chapters, I really want to write the story of Song and his secretary Tracy.

Back to the text.

Although Mr. Sheng's father died young, his uncle and aunt were actually quite nice to him. His grandfather was a bit strict with him, but the family didn't have any major problems. So Sheng Yang didn't go too far astray, and he had a strong ability to reflect on himself.

Song is different. His upbringing is more magical and tortuous. The prototype of Song is in real life. The author feels that his personality has reached the point where he needs to see a psychiatrist...)