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

"By the way, this is for you!" Sheng Yang pulled a card out of his pocket. "This isn't a credit card, it's a savings card. There's some money in it, and the password is still your birthday."

Xiang Ran's palms felt hot, knowing that the "some money" he mentioned was more than just "some money", but she still said politely: "I have my own money."

"I know." Sheng Yang clasped her hands together and smiled. "I know you have savings, but a girl's hair, nails, bags, shoes, and clothes all cost money. Socializing with friends also costs money. During festivals, you also have to give out red envelopes and hongbao to the people hired by the family. So... you can save the money you have. This is what I give you. It's what your husband gives you, so you can spend it freely. It's a waste if you don't spend it, right?"

"Are you dissatisfied that I don't know how to dress myself?" Xiang Ran looked at her nails.

These were originally a pair of hands meant for work, and she was too lazy to get a manicure.

Sheng Yang bit her slender finger in his mouth: "No, I really like your hands, they are natural and beautiful."

This is the truth, Sheng Yang's aesthetic is very Jiangnan.

He prefers plain and simple things to heavy makeup and complicated things.

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At this moment, Xiang Ran had an illusion that Sheng Yang was the person closest to her.

Of course, the premise is that she must really be his wife.

Too bad she's a fake.

But the card still needs to be put away, and I don’t plan to “report” it to Aunt Zeng for the time being.

Xiang Ran held the card in her hand. "I'll take out all the money and buy something expensive. Just pretend you never gave me this money and I've already spent it, okay?"

Sheng Yang nodded.

"Don't ever mention this money again..." She blinked and looked at Sheng Yang, acting cute, like a porcelain doll.

"Well, I promise you." Looking at his wife's serious expression, Sheng Yang smiled dotingly.

Xiang Ran lowered her head and put the card into her pajamas pocket, feeling very happy.

Just as I looked up, Sheng Yang's face was already close to me, and a faint smell of alcohol hit me in the face.

Xiang Ran couldn't help but hold her breath.

"Drinking again?"

"Well, it was close to Mid-Autumn Festival, and the company had some social events. I really couldn't help it. But really... I only drank a little. I kind of miss the days when I worked at a foreign company, where I could just leave after get off work."

Sheng Yang bent down, and his face was right in front of her, with their noses touching.

He even rubbed it.

Xiang Ran felt that the tip of her nose and forehead were sweating.

A man’s gentleness can also be lethal.

Her heartbeat quickened again...

The two of them have been together for quite some time, but this bastard still makes her heart beat faster.

Sheng Yang's lips were warm and smelled of alcohol as they gently caressed her earlobe.

The breath is hot, and the hands are hot.

"What have you planted in the yard recently?" he asked in a low voice.

I actually started chatting with her about family matters.

"Peach trees, purple magnolias, roses... Master Zheng works very hard. He mowed the lawn and cleaned the swimming pool this morning."

"Well, Magnolia is great, it happens to be the same English name as yours. As for Master Zheng... he's new here, and he's definitely working hard right now. We'll see later."

Xiang Ran added casually, "In fact, we can also plant some dandelions, patrinia, and violets around the fence in the garden in the future."

"Oh? Chinese medicine?" Sheng Yang's lips curled up. "My wife is such an interesting person. The old lady wants to grow vegetables in the villa, but you, at such a young age, want to grow Chinese herbal medicine."

"I'm just saying."

Xiang Ran thought, even if I sow the seeds now, I will be gone by next spring.

It's really just a thought.

"It's okay, plant whatever you want..."

"Then how much red envelope should we give Xiaofu during the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Xiang Ran asked.

"Xiao Fu? Just give her three to five hundred yuan as a token of appreciation, and pick out some festive mooncakes or something like that...Master Zheng and the daytime cook should give smaller red envelopes than Xiao Fu did. Aunt Zeng came with you, so you should give her a bigger red envelope...but give the same gifts to everyone else, don't differentiate. As for Xiao Chen...he's my driver, I'll give it to him."

Xiang Ran nodded, secretly admiring the man's meticulous thinking.

Sheng Yang then continued, "If Uncle Zhou from Grandpa's side comes over in the future, you should give him some tea or cigarettes. He won't accept red envelopes."

"Oh no!" Xiang Ran slapped her thigh and said in frustration, "When Uncle Zhou brought the crabs today, I was just polite and didn't give him anything!"

Seeing his wife like this, Sheng Yang smiled: "It's okay to give it to Uncle Zhou when we go to Grandpa's house. Uncle Zhou is not a stingy person, and he treats me well."

"What about mom? And what about grandpa?" Xiang Ran asked.

"There's no need to give it to Grandpa. He's already demented. Even if I give him something, I don't know who will get it in the end. As for my mom, I can just transfer the money to her."

"Oh. Then who of us will go take a shower first?" Xiang Ran asked.

"Together—" Sheng Yang picked her up, "You help me wash, and I help you wash, okay?"

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Xiang Ran struggled to get up, her face flushed.

Sheng Yang hugged her and said, "Don't move. Sleep at my place tonight. I have a toilet there, so it's more convenient to wash up afterward."

"Then put me down!" Xiang Ran was still struggling like a stranded fish.

Sheng Yang's long legs were no exaggeration; he reached the corridor in a few steps. He suppressed his laughter and threatened her, "Louder! Let the people downstairs hear how loving we are."

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Sheng Yang took off his clothes and looked at his wife staring at him blankly.

He gave Xiang Ran a wicked smile: "It's not like you haven't seen it before? Why are you so engrossed in it?"

The light in the bathroom is so bright that everything is clear.

Xiang Ran swallowed and reached out to close the frosted sliding door.

Sheng Yang leaned his knees against the sliding door and said with a smile, "Didn't we agree to wash them together? How can we wash them with so many clothes?"

"I promise you, I'll wait for you outside!" Xiang Ran turned around and was about to escape.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yang dragged her into the bathroom.

He closed the door and said, "Be good, close your eyes and let me kiss you, then I'll let you out."

After hearing what he said, Xiang Ran glanced at him and closed her eyes obediently.

She could feel Sheng Yang pressing against her.

I could also feel his breathing.

Suddenly, a stream of warm water hit her face, soaking her completely!

Xiang Ran screamed and stared at Sheng Yang with wide eyes. The bastard pointed the shower head at her and smiled with his eyes curved. "Little. Fool!"

Xiang Ran immediately got angry. Does this bastard think he is a vegetarian?

She, Xiang Ran, could climb trees at the age of five and was already fighting with boys at the age of six!

In excitement, Xiang Ran jumped directly onto Sheng Yang, grabbed the shower head and poured it on his face.

Sheng Yang shielded his face with his arms and retreated to the corner. Xiang Ran saw how embarrassed he was and was about to withdraw his hand when Sheng Yang snatched the shower head away. While she was in a daze, he grabbed her waist.

The dog man made two "tsk tsk" sounds and stared at her blankly. His voice was low and hoarse: "Madam, are you playing hard to get?"

Xiang Ran lowered her head and realized that her pajamas were soaked.

.....

"Hey! Sheng Yang, what are you doing—" Before Xiang Ran could finish her words, Sheng Yang turned his head and blocked her lips...