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

A short absence is better than a new marriage.

Xiang Ran leaned on his chest and opened the gift he brought back from abroad.

When the box was opened, there was a string of golden beads inside, shining brightly.

It looks like gold but not gold, and pearls but not pearls.

Xiang Ran picked it up and took a look. The beads were golden with a hint of brown-green. "What material are they made of?"

When Sheng Yang heard this, he was like: She doesn’t even know?

Yes, the daughter of the Su family is not from a nouveau riche family, and it seems that she has never been obsessed with jewelry and luxury goods.

"Pearls, South Sea gold pearls." He picked up the string with his fingers and told her, "The closer the color is to gold, the better. Among them, this tea-gold color is the rarest."

Xiang Ran had only heard of Australian white pearls, but she didn't expect there were such niche golden pearls.

"Hubby...did you buy it too expensive?"

Sheng Yang didn't expect her to ask such a question.

Look at her expression when she said this while holding the beads. She was like a young wife who had just seen her husband coming back from buying groceries and was blocking the door to check if he had bought any expensive vegetables.

"It's not expensive, but what you love is priceless, so keep it."

Sheng Yang occasionally liked the authenticity that she showed, which was completely free of the arrogance and pretentiousness of a rich girl.

He even wanted to ask her if she had lived with her father-in-law and mother-in-law as a child? Had she ever been sent to live in a place similar to a manor with her grandparents? Because she had a kind of innocence, simplicity, and vitality.

It is difficult for such a vital thing to grow in the steel forest of the city.

"Actually, you don't have to buy me gifts often." Xiang Ran closed the brocade box.

Most importantly, she may not be able to take these treasures away.

Hey.

It's really depressing.

"Why, you still want to save money for me?"

Xiang Ran didn't think so, but since he said so, she said smoothly: "Yes, aren't we going to invest in new projects? There are so many people in the family who need to be paid. Grandpa said that diligence and thrift are the family tradition of the Sheng family."

"Silly boy, the company's money...is different from ours. Normal investments won't involve using private assets. Furthermore, when a family reaches a certain stage of development, they will design a reliable and secure security system for their family members. The Sheng family is no exception in this regard. Besides, I bought this with my own money. Your husband has been working very hard to earn money. I can spend this money, and you can spend it too. And I promise you, I didn't buy anything indiscriminately. These are all very valuable."

After saying that, Sheng Yang rubbed his nose - he remembered the Tiffany bracelet that looked like handcuffs. Song Nan said...it was not worth keeping its value.

But fortunately, she did not delve further into the issue.

She hugged him and asked, "Are you going to the company this morning?"

"Yes!" He held her fingers and bit them gently. "No rush. Kevin has already returned from the airport and went straight to the company. I can go later."

"Don't you even let me go home first?" Xiang Ran asked with a smile.

"He's not married yet, and his girlfriend lives in another city. He said he doesn't need to go home."

"Kevin looks polite. Did he study abroad?" Xiang Ran had met a returned overseas student in the previous institution. His temperament was somewhat similar to Kevin's.

Sheng Yang replied casually, "Yes. He has an uncle who's a leader in the Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation Department of the High-tech Zone."

Xiang Ran was stunned. It turned out that boys like this all came from families with some background.

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One evening a few days later, Sheng Yang took Xiang Ran to a lake view restaurant.

Xiang Ran looked at the rows of yachts outside the restaurant's floor-to-ceiling windows and asked, "Could the yacht you bought be here too?"

"Yes, the restaurant we're eating at now belongs to the yacht club. Most of the yachts in H City are here, because the yacht club has a fixed berth. We just pay for the hosting."

"The custody fee isn't cheap, is it?" Xiang Ran added, not wanting to expose her own ignorance, "It seems my cousin's family sold their previous yacht because of the custody fee."

"Hong Kong is more expensive. We only need to pay a few hundred thousand this year, which also includes basic maintenance fees." He said, glanced at her, "Madam, you won't accuse me of wasting money again, will you?"

"Yeah, that's right. You don't use it very often, and you don't know how to drive it. Is it necessary for us to buy this thing?"

"It's more about socializing than practicality. But the yacht can also be rented out to friends, and some friends will bring their friends on board to play."

Xiang Ran thought of the erotic scenes in the Hong Kong movies she watched as a child, where gangster bosses drove yachts to the high seas to conduct illegal transactions, and rich kids held parties on the yachts.

"What are you playing?" she asked curiously.

"Play—everything you can play."

Sheng Yang deliberately whetted her appetite, "Eat quickly—after you're done, I'll take you upstairs... to play!"

Xiang Ran's hand shook, and the water chestnut on the chopsticks rolled onto the dining table.

Sheng Yang put his fist to his lips and chuckled, then calmly picked up another water chestnut and put it in her bowl.

I have to say, the last dish was really beautiful.

In the middle is a green lotus seed, on both sides are crystal clear lotus root nodes and water chestnuts, and on the back is a bright lotus bud.

It's so beautiful that you can't bear to put down your chopsticks.

Picking lotus root nodes and water chestnuts is hard and tiring work.

The farmers and workers who pick the fruits, with their feet in the mud and their backs bent over, toil in the humidity and heat, probably cannot imagine that what they pick will be cleaned like glass and jade and displayed in these high-end restaurants like works of art.

Oh, that water chestnut, what a pity.

Xiang Ran thought about it and realized that she could be classified as a member of the working class and a child of farmers. She always understood the "sufferings of the people", but the Mr. Sheng next to her might not understand this.

So she picked up the water chestnut on the table and said, "Husband, come on, open your mouth."

Sheng Yang had just lowered his head to reply to a message on his phone when he suddenly heard the "command" and opened his mouth reflexively - and put the water chestnut in his mouth.

After chewing it for a few times, she realized it was the water chestnut she had dropped on the table just now.

After chewing a few more times, he nodded meaningfully: "Little thing, you are so bad."

Suddenly the atmosphere became charming.

really,

He tilted his head and whispered in her ear: "Let me think... How should I punish you tonight... What should I let you eat so that I can forgive you, huh?"

Although there was no one around, but...Xiang Ran couldn't help feeling shy when he thought of his shameless "suggestion" last night.

She raised her little fist.

She pounded on his chest: "Sheng Yang, can you please stop doing this!"

Sheng Yang burst out laughing and pinched her hands: "What's the matter? I told you to go chew on a big carrot tonight, but you insisted on thinking it wrong. What can I do?"

Xiang Ran wanted to kick him under the table, but as soon as she stretched out her leg, it was clamped by his legs.

The trousers rubbed the stockings on her calves through the fabric.

It's a different temperature.

Xiang Ran's face turned red, but she was still controlled by the bastard and could not move at all.

Seeing his wife blushing, Sheng Yang seemed satisfied.

Smiling and curling his lips.

As if he had finally had enough, he leaned back in his chair and released his strength: "Still going wild?"