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

"Is it sour?" Xiang Ran asked him, "Is it a little sour?"

Sheng Yang smiled and said, "It's a little bitter and a little sour, but it's all worth it for this little bit of sweetness."

"I didn't realize you were such a master of language." Xiang Ran was held on his lap, dangling her feet as she asked, "Mr. Sheng, do you usually brainwash your employees at the company?"

"That's not called brainwashing, that's called management."

"Hey, when will I be able to speak as fluently as you?" Xiang Ran pouted.

"I'm so much older than you, and I've experienced more than you." Even though he said that, he couldn't hide his smile: "You're quite good at flattering now, even better than the old employees who have been working in my company for 20 years."

Sheng Yang relaxed.

In fact, the education he received since he was taken to the Sheng family was strict and old-fashioned.

So he is mature at a young age.

Now that I am in a high position, there is no way I can not pretend.

It is such a large group with complicated interests. Although he has legitimate management rights in "Yingxing", because he is young, he must keep an appropriate distance from his subordinates.

Sometimes, once a person climbs to the top of a mountain, he can only be a "lonely man" on that mountain.

So behind closed doors, Sheng Yang was willing to joke with his wife.

This helps him relax.

And relaxation is a nourishing energy.

"Wife, let me tell you something... I went to Hong Kong to meet... Fiona——" He paused deliberately.

"Oh——" Xiang Ran pretended to be gossipy

"Fiona—she introduced a specialist who tried hypnosis treatment."

"What, hypnosis?" Xiang Ran was very interested. "Is it the kind where they keep shaking a chain in front of your eyes?"

"Well, of course not... The doctor said that my amnesia might be a form of self-protection of the brain, and the occasional headaches before might also be a traumatic stress response. In order to avoid occasional headaches in the future, I received hypnosis treatment from a psychologist, which is said to be able to seal the lost memories." Sheng Yang lied seriously.

But the professional attitude he showed when explaining it made Xiang Ran believe it a little more.

After all, she didn't know much about Western medicine.

Maybe what he said is cutting-edge science?

"Memory sealing? But in this way...will any important information be lost?" Xiang Ran asked.

Although if Sheng Yang lost his memory, Su Yiqing would not have to worry about the incident of her smashing his head being brought up again in the future.

But, this is not the best option for him personally, right?

But Sheng Yang comforted her, saying, "There is gain only after loss. People shouldn't focus on the past. We should cherish the present and the future. Right?"

Xiang Ran smiled,

The smile was a little forced.

But in Sheng Yang's opinion, she smiled after all.

Although Xiang Ran was sitting on his lap, Sheng Yang had the height advantage and he could capture her lips by tilting his head slightly. He kissed her slowly and leisurely, "Now my parents-in-law often live abroad. Although your family has property in H City, it only has a few servants living there. So you are essentially marrying far away, but I want to tell you that in H City, this is your home."

We held a wedding, started living together as husband and wife, and I am your closest person, the one you can rely on, and the one you will walk hand in hand with for the rest of your life."

lifetime?

When Xiang Ran heard this, her heart still skipped a beat.

"Sheng Yang, what if I'm not Su Yiqing? What if I'm not the daughter of the Su family?" she asked tentatively.

The man's words were resounding and decisive—"I never make meaningless assumptions, just like I never regret anything in the past."

He was a smart boy and graduated from Ivy League. From vice president of a Fortune 500 foreign company to executive director of Yixing Group, every step he took was faster than ordinary people, and every decision he made seemed to be right.

Even if it is a marriage that you resisted at first, you will find out in the end that it is right.

So, how could Sheng Yang, who was about to turn thirty and full of energy, believe that he would have regrets?

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Xiang Ran took the Chinese medicine prescribed by Professor Zhao for five days and felt that her skin seemed to have improved a little.

My breasts seem to have gotten bigger too.

Of course, it may also be a psychological effect, but the "Cuscuta chinensis" and "Codonopsis pilosula" in traditional Chinese medicine are both nourishing, and "Danggui" is used to regulate menstruation, so it must have some effect.

Sheng Yang came back early these days and even came back for dinner on two days.

Everything is in order. Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night and see Sheng Yang beside me, I don’t know whether I am in a dream or in reality.

That day, Sheng Yang said he would be back late because of something, so Xiang Ran had dinner early. After taking a shower, she lay in bed and read the messages in a medical group with great interest.

A few days ago, the staff of Minkang Medical Clinic called her back. Xiang Ran took the opportunity to make an appointment with the other party on the phone for Professor Zhao's next outpatient clinic. The staff member said that Professor Zhao would not come to the clinic for consultation until next month, and the initial consultation appointments were already full, but priority could be given to patients who came for follow-up visits. Xiang Ran was asked to add the WeChat account of the clinic's homepage.

Not long after Xiang Ran added the clinic staff on WeChat, she found herself pulled into a group called "Professor Zhao Shu's Jingfang Studio Exchange Group"!

Is there such a good thing?

After lurking in the group for a few days, Xiang Ran discovered that most of the people in this group were Professor Zhao Shu's apprentices, students, traveling doctors, and staff from various medical clinics. Every night, people would exchange cases and medical records in the group, and the academic atmosphere was very strong.

Really, if I had known that I could be added to such a high-quality group, I wouldn’t have to ask for Professor Zhao’s WeChat during the initial consultation.

It seems that the registration fee of 300 yuan per time still has added value.

Just now, someone in the group was sharing a method of massaging acupoints to unclog the mammary glands. Xiang Ran thought it was interesting, so she took off her bathrobe and gently massaged according to the picture.

I'm thinking about it.

I heard the door being pushed open.

It startled her!

"It's me. What are you...doing?" Sheng Yang came in and closed the door gently.

Xiang Ran was caught off guard by Sheng Yang's early return. She was stunned for a moment, then instinctively pulled her bathrobe up around her shoulders and asked, "Nothing. Why...are you back so early?"

"Well, things ended earlier than expected." Sheng Yang said.

"Have you... eaten dinner yet?" Xiang Ran asked. The more anxious she became, the more flustered she became. Her bathrobe kept sliding down, and she blushed as she finally managed to tie the belt.

Watching him, with a half-smile on his face, slowly remove the collar pin from his neck and untie his tie—the temperature has been quite high these past few days, and this man is really particular, dressing so formally every day...

"Not yet." Sheng Yang rolled up his sleeves and looked at her with his bright eyes.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and I wonder if it was from running all the way up.

But she is afraid of the cold, so she hasn't turned on the air conditioner in this weather.

Xiang Ran stood up and wiped his sweat with a wet towel. "By the way, my mother called me today and asked if you have time to visit grandpa during the Double Ninth Festival, and whether we should prepare some gifts for the elders?"

As I got closer, the faint fragrance from her body slowly spread...

She asked him questions, and he answered casually...

Xiang Ran soon noticed that he was absent-minded, so she glared at him with a red face, "Hey, Mr. Sheng, I'm asking you a question..."