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

Although Xiang Ran delayed visiting her mother-in-law, she couldn't resist Sheng Yang's mother Jiang Yu and called her several times.

She had to go to her mother-in-law twice.

Xiang Ran discovered that Sheng Yang's mother was somewhat mentally fragile, as the woman was good at bragging about herself and belittling others.

After being flattered a few times, his face was full of energy again.

She thought she had overestimated this "mother-in-law".

After observing for a few times, Xiang Ran found that the "mother-in-law" was no different from the aunties in her hometown village.

As a waitress, the "mother-in-law" was favored by the rich "father-in-law" when she was young, but she was never allowed to marry him.

Aunt Zeng found out that Sheng Yang and his "mother-in-law" got married before his father passed away.

Now, during festivals, the "mother-in-law" cannot step into the Sheng family's old house without the permission of the grandfather of the Sheng family.

Why bother?

Even though the "mother-in-law" is dressed in gold and jade, she is, after all, a tragedy.

Perhaps out of sympathy for the woman, Xiang Ran patiently listened to Jiang Yu's bragging and PUA.

Even though it goes in one ear and out the other.

But after listening for an entire afternoon, she felt tired.

When she got home that night, Aunt Zeng couldn't help but complain after hearing what she had said - "The young lady's mother-in-law is just taking advantage of Mr. Sheng's absence to establish her authority in front of the new daughter-in-law."

"Aunt Zeng, how do you think I should deal with this better?" Xiang Ran threw the question to her.

"Just be perfunctory for now and wait for Mr. Sheng to come back." Aunt Zeng said with an unfathomable look on her face. "It is said that Mr. Sheng and his mother had a very ordinary relationship before, but since he was injured, the relationship between mother and son seems to have become less strained."

Xiang Ran smiled and said, "It's okay for me to be perfunctory, but can you ladies tolerate it in the future?"

Aunt Zeng curled her lips and said, "That's right. It seems that Mr. Sheng's mother has no say in the Sheng family either—"

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time." Xiang Ran smiled and patted Aunt Zeng's shoulder. "But you have to tell Manager Su everything in detail. If this mother-in-law starts chatting with your Miss Su about family matters, it would be bad if I don't remember it."

Although Aunt Zeng was unhappy, she had no choice but to nod in agreement.

-

Sheng Yang returned from a business trip more than twenty days later.

When he returned home and passed by the swing in the garden, his eyes unconsciously lingered on the swaying swing frame.

When I entered the house, I found that Xiaofu was the only one left at home.

"Are you the only one at home? Where is Su Yiqing?" Sheng Yang handed the coat to Xiao Fu.

"Madam? She's out."

"Oh." Sheng Yang sat on the sofa, took out his phone, and suddenly asked Xiao Fu, "Did she change her phone number? Do you have her new number?"

"New number? My wife's number in my phone was given to me by Aunt Zeng. Is it the old one or the new one?" Xiao Fu handed him the phone.

Sheng Yang took a glance - it was indeed not her previous number.

He waved his hand and said, "Forget it. Go find Xiao Chen and take the red wine and gifts in the trunk to Grandpa, Aunt, and Mom."

-

Sheng Yang has always had a photographic memory, and he memorized the number in his mind.

After Xiaofu left, the whole house became quiet.

He threw a box on the coffee table and bought her a gift at the airport when he was flying back from Dubai.

Lying back on the sofa, he remembered that there was a wedding commemorative DVD in the drawer of his room, so he took it out and slowly enjoyed it.

In the picture, the woman is wearing a white floor-length wedding dress, with heavy bridal makeup and a cold expression...it looks a bit distorted.

He was standing aside with a smile on his face, but it was obviously fake.

There is literally zero interaction between the two.

Under the guidance of the emcee, they were like two puppets.

He even saw a flash of impatience in his own micro-expressions.

Halfway through the film, he pressed the pause button - he couldn't go on and felt uncomfortable all over.

He ejected the disc.

I reopened my work email and replied to a few emails. Then I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach, so I closed my eyes and leaned back on the sofa to rest.

-

Because Su Yue said the credit card limit was 10,000, Xiang Ran took some time out today to go out and buy some gold commemorative coins with the credit card, while Aunt Zeng went back to Su's house and would not be back until tomorrow.

But when she came back, she found the house dark with only the wall lamp on.

Xiaofu is not at home?

When I walked into the living room, there was a faint smell of cigarette smoke.

There was a man sitting on the sofa with his laptop next to him, and a key on the keyboard was flashing blue light.

He is back.

Xiang Ran turned on the chandelier in the living room.

The room was brightly lit, somewhat blindingly so.

She hadn't seen him for a long time.

Perhaps to cover up some inconspicuous scars, Sheng Yang did not seem to have had a haircut during the month he was on a business trip.

His brow bones are like undulating mountains, with sharp features. His long neck is tilted back, and his Adam's apple is like the peak of a hill.

Normally, he looked rather gentle and stern. Although he was still well-dressed at this moment, he inevitably looked tired.

Compared to his usual cold and heartless self, he was obviously gentler when he was asleep.

As he approached Xiang Ran, he deliberately made some noise.

The man half-opened his eyes and looked at her through his fingers. He seemed to be half-conscious and muttered, "When did you come back?"

"Just got back. Where's Xiaofu?"

"She and Xiao Chen went to Sheng's house to deliver some gifts I brought back from abroad. What time is it now?" Sheng Yang asked.

"Seven forty."

"Then she'll probably be back a little later. Do you need anything from her?"

Xiang Ran: "It's nothing, it's just windy outside, it might rain heavily. Do you want to go back to the bedroom to sleep? Sleep here for a while - your neck is uncomfortable, right?"

Sheng Yang stood up, touched his neck, and stood up: "No, I have some work to do in the study."

Xiang Ran glanced at him and saw him stand up steadily: "You don't need a cane now?"

"Yeah. No need."

"Oh." Xiang Ran thought that two months had passed in a blink of an eye, and the fractured bone should have almost healed.

"That's right! This is a gift for you."

Gifts? So being Mrs. Sheng also got gifts?

As a rich lady, she naturally cannot show her joy.

She pretended to be calm and opened the box - inside were gold earrings.

Sheng Yang: "I bought it when I came back from Dubai Airport. It's not 999 gold, but it's also a local specialty."

It turns out that it is not pure gold from China. I heard that the purity of gold from the Middle East and India is not high.

Xiang Ran felt a little sorry.

It would be great if it were 999 pure gold or even 1000 pure gold.

Sheng Yang saw her closing the lid of the gift box and looked a little unhappy.

Then he moved his eyes upwards - it turned out that his new wife didn't seem to have pierced ears.

-

Su Yiqing also doesn't have ear piercings.

Butler Su said that the eldest lady was afraid of pain.

Xiang Ran was not afraid of the pain, but just felt that the time was not right.

When she was a child, she envied the ethnic minority girls who wore beautiful earrings. The older sister next door told her that girls had to get their ears pierced before getting married.

Young and ignorant girls yearn to get married.

When I grew up, I realized that being able to support myself was already good enough. Compared to a house, things like marriage became illusory.

So, why does she get her ear piercings before getting married?

Xiang Ran was only thinking about how to cash in on this pair of earrings in the future.

If it's not pure gold, it may not fetch a good price.