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

Sheng Yang never let go of Xiang Ran's right hand all night.

The fingers are clasped together tightly.

She thought he was drunk at first, but when dawn broke, she touched his forehead and it was still burning hot.

In the morning light, Xiang Ran carefully looked at the man beside her pillow.

Look from hair to chin.

It hasn't changed at all, yet it seems different.

Perhaps because of the fever, his collarbone and neck were faintly red in the white, and of course there were traces of her bites yesterday.

Xiang Ran slowly pulled her hand out of his big hand bit by bit.

Coax him in a soft voice and tickle him gently like a child.

Sheng Yang didn't wake up, but she managed to pull her hand out.

Xiang Ran went to the toilet first.

Then I decided to run home and get some Chinese herbal fever-reducing powder for him to drink.

She calculated it—it was close, and if she walked faster, the round trip would only take about twenty minutes.

-

Sheng Yang wakes up.

I stretched out my hand, and there was no one around.

He called out, "Ranran?"

No one responded.

I lifted the quilt, got up and looked around - there was no one in the room.

There is no reception room either.

There was no sign of a restroom or bathroom.

The room was clean, with only his clothes in it.

There was no trace of her.

He froze.

Was yesterday all a dream?

A drunken dream?

Sheng Yang slumped down on the bed.

The medicine recommended by Song Nan for treating insomnia has few side effects, only one of which is dreaming.

Especially dreams about ancient times.

Do it night after night like a TV series.

But yesterday's was a modern dream.

Sheng Yang felt dizzy and weak all over.

A look at the phone screen.

There was also an unread message from her—did she message him yesterday?

Did she really not come yesterday?

Just sent a message?

The time is now eight twenty.

In half an hour,

Is he about to take a bus to the airport?

-

Sheng Yang's back was covered in cold sweat and his throat was bitter.

He pressed his forehead - his head was splitting with pain.

Suddenly someone rang the doorbell.

Sheng Yang was extremely impatient, as he was a punctual person.

So I don’t like being reminded.

He struggled to the door...

It seems that one of the drivers or secretaries is about to run into the gun.

But as soon as he opened the door, he found Xiang Ran standing outside.

He was holding a plastic bag in his hand.

She was wearing a purple sweatshirt, her face full of collagen, and she asked him with wide eyes: "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Sheng Yang reached out and pulled her into the room, then asked loudly, "Where did you go?"

"I went to get you some medicine. I ran to the apartment and was back in just over 20 minutes." She supported him, hooked the door with her foot, and closed it. "Am I fast?"

Sheng Yang leaned against her, his voice gradually lowering: "Silly girl, why are you going to get medicine? You are my medicine."

"How about... you eat something first? Drink some fever-reducing powder before going to the airport?" Xiang Ran shook the plastic bag in her hand. "I also brought a box of rice noodle rolls, which I just heated up in the microwave."

Sheng Yang saw the marks on her neck and collarbone.

He cleared his throat and said, "I have no energy and no appetite."

Xiang Ran reached out and touched his forehead: "Why is it still so hot? How about changing your flight and going back after your fever goes down?"

Sheng Yang nodded and agreed reluctantly.

-

Returning to the bed, he leaned against the headboard.

After taking a few bites of the rice rolls she picked up with chopsticks, he shook his head and refused to eat.

After rinsing his mouth, he lay down again.

"It's so cold." He muttered.

"Would you like to take a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi Oral Liquid?" She bent down and asked him as if coaxing a child. "After you finish, I'll hug you, okay?"

"Give it to me!" Sheng Yang stretched out his hand.

Xiang Ran handed it to him.

It was gone in seconds.

so bitter!

But Sheng Yang thought that perhaps he had finally gotten his reward after all the suffering.

Xiang Ran lifted the quilt and hugged him.

He held her in his arms: "Don't leave without a word in the future, otherwise..."

Xiang Ran raised his head: "What else?"

Lock it up!

Weld it!

Of course I can't bear it.

What else can we do to her?

There's nothing you can do about her.

Sheng Yang lifted her chin and could only smile, "Not very good."

Xiang Ran was surprised—she saw the faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiled.

And the dark circles under his eyes.

I feel so sad.

"I won't do that again, I'm sorry." She buried her face in his shoulder.

Hot tears dripped onto Sheng Yang's shoulders.

He touched her head and said, "Don't cry!"

Xiang Ran wiped her tears, took out a medicine bottle from her pocket and asked him, "By the way, how long have you been taking this?"

Sheng Yang's expression changed: "Not long."

"Not long now? There are only a few pills left." Xiang Ran held up the bottle. "If you take this for a long time, you'll become dependent on it. The instructions say it's fast-acting and suitable for short-term treatment."

"I know." Sheng Yang nodded. "The ones I took before—they didn't work anymore."

"Why?" Xiang Ran asked, "Have you been unable to sleep?"

"For a while, I was very dissatisfied with my daytime work status... because lack of sleep can easily affect my judgment and execution, and thus..." He closed his eyes, "I had no choice. I wanted to climb out of this bad state..."

"Would it be better if I stayed with you?" Xiang Ran threw the medicine bottle aside. "I remember you slept so soundly before, and you never needed this crap! Should we try to stop using it?"

Sheng Yang grabbed her hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm not abusing drugs. Many people have sleep problems. Although this is a new drug, it's also a prescription drug prescribed by a regular hospital."

"We can do it like before. You lie on my legs like before, and I'll just rub your temples, and you'll fall asleep quickly. And - about your headache, I remember you had it before, but then we slept together, and you never had it again, right?" Xiang Ran's lips were trembling, and she was about to cry again.

"Well, I promise you." Sheng Yang held her head against his chest and sighed softly, "But, from now on... don't leave without saying anything."

Xiang Ran sniffed: "Never again, husband."

A voice of "husband" exploded in Sheng Yang's ears.

"Shout it again."

"Hubby—" She raised her slender swan neck, "I have so much to say to you."

"Me too." Sheng Yang sighed.

But they didn't know where to start.

The breathing of the two people could be heard quietly in the room.

"Honey, I did what I promised you." Sheng Yang patted her head and started from the beginning. "The nickel mine project in Country Z has started, and I even earned you a royal title in a foreign country."

"I know, I was there on the groundbreaking ceremony day!" Xiang Ran said.

Sheng Yang: "I saw you that day. You were wearing a cheongsam and a mask, standing behind a group of children, right? When the car passed by, I saw your eyes, but I thought at the time - you're still in confinement after giving birth, you can't be there."

Xiang Ran burst into tears: "I didn't expect your eyesight is still so good... That day, you looked so good in your Zhongshan suit."

Sheng Yang: "That was the first time we missed—"

Xiang Ran interrupted him, "No! The first time we passed each other was in Country T. A lot of people were waiting for a celebrity, and I was accompanying my friends to the airport to pick them up. I didn't expect you and your friends to pass by us. It's just that there were so many people, I didn't see you. I was wondering: Why were they screaming? Did you smile at them?"

Sheng Yang could hardly breathe when he heard her say that.

It turns out they met so early.

They actually met just a few days after he went on a business trip?

It was just so close, but I missed it at that time.

As for why he laughed.

He remembered it very clearly - because his friend mentioned "Mrs. Sheng" at that time.