The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Shi Rong was amused by his words and curled the corners of his lips slightly.

"But if you say so, then every time you sleep with those hostesses outside, you can no longer sleep with your own wife?"

There is no need to divide women into different classes or have any different ideas.

Xing Jiashan stretched out a long finger and waved it in front of Shi Rong's eyes.

"Nonono! You definitely have to sleep. If you don't, you'll suffocate. What we mean is that if you have official business and can't avoid coming into contact with women we consider dirty, then you should detoxify for a few days to remove the psychological stains before you touch the women who are important to you."

Song Qianchen nodded in agreement.

"Yes, that's what I mean. Sister-in-law, you are an unattainable white moonlight to us, a goddess among goddesses. If you are a pure and elegant rose, then they are just duckweed on the shore of the corpse lake. How can they be the same?"

Shi Rong understood.

These two people are trying to find ways to say that she is of noble birth and not an ordinary person in this world.

"Who do you two take me for?"

The two men thought about it.

Xing Jiashan said: "Sister-in-law, a celestial being, a beauty."

Song Qianchen said: "Appreciate it, love it, and cherish it."

Well, it’s even more exaggerated than Shi Yang’s.

Shi Rong seemed to suddenly think of something and asked them.

"What if I'm still the same old, ugly, and insignificant second daughter of the Shi family as before?"

The two men thought about it again, and this time it took significantly longer than last time.

Xing Jiashan said: "Sister-in-law, orphan girl, catkins."

Song Qianchen said: "Respect them, pity them, and keep your distance."

Shi Rong was completely speechless. He raised his pair of slender little hands and hit everyone.

"Then aren't you just a simple appearance association? You talk so noble!"

There's still a lot of discrimination. It's better to just say that in their eyes, there's only a difference between beautiful women and ugly women.

"Ouch…"

The two men's shoulders were sore from her beatings, but they didn't dare to say anything and could only look at her with grievance.

Xing Jiashan: "Sister-in-law, there is no man in this world who doesn't like money and beautiful women."

Song Qianchen: "That's right. If a man doesn't make progress in the face of money and doesn't do anything when he sees a beautiful woman, he would have ascended to become an immortal long ago and no longer belong to this world."

"Pooh!"

Shi Rongcai ignored their lame words, struggled to break free from their restraints, and walked a long way away.

Finished, angry.

The two men panicked and subconsciously took their men to chase after her. After trying for a long time, they finally caught up with her and began to coax and persuade her.

Xing Jiashan: "Okay, okay, we were wrong, okay? I admit that this idea is wrong. Let's change it in the future, okay?"

Song Qianchen: "Yes, yes, don't be angry. Let me tell you, every man has the same idea as us, it's just that we express it more directly."

Seeing Shi Rong giving them a cold look and trying to move forward, Song Qianchen used brute force to hug her pretty shoulders and hold her against Xing Jiashan's chest.

"Okay, okay, then let me ask you this. Sister-in-law, do you think the boss is handsome?"

Shi Rong nodded.

"Ah."

His captivating looks cannot be simply described as "handsome".

Song Qianchen asked again.

"Right? If, at this moment, an old, ugly man and the eldest brother, a handsome gentleman, both proposed to you at the same time, and you had to marry them, and you could only choose one of them, who would you choose?"

Shi Rong didn't hesitate and almost blurted it out.

"Then I'll definitely choose your boss!"

At least it's pleasing to the eyes, right?

The two men spread their hands.

Xing Jiashan: "So, sister-in-law, everyone loves beauty, and from a certain perspective, this is not wrong."

Song Qianchen: "Yes, we all think the same way. We all prioritize the one we think is good-looking. So this isn't just a problem for us. Anyone would make the same choice. Isn't this how normal people think?"

Fine.

Shi Rong nodded, felt that it was not rigorous, and added another sentence.

"But I'll be kind to the old, ugly one."

Both men were on the verge of tears.

Xing Jiashan: "Sister-in-law, did we ever bully you because you were ugly in the past?"

Song Qianchen: "We're almost worshipping you, but we haven't done it on the surface yet."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Shi Rong was amused by their helpless expressions, and his laughter was clear and loud like a golden bell.

Seeing that she finally smiled, and her smile was so beautiful, the two men breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this woman was quite easy to coax, much better than Wanwan and those other women.

"I want a 5-jin fish. Please help me clean it and remove the internal organs."

Arriving at the fresh produce market, Shi Rong picked up a fresh black fish and showed it to the owner behind the stall.

"Okay, ma'am."

Seeing this, Xing Jiashan quickly took out a pack of disinfectant wipes from his pocket and wiped the fingertips that had pinched the fish's tail clean.

Shi Rong was puzzled.

"What's wrong? There are bacteria here too?"

Xing Jiashan laughed out loud. This woman was so cute.

"Yes, I'm a doctor. I can tell you responsibly that if your finger is accidentally pricked by a thorn from a marine animal, it can easily breed a fungal infection, causing many irreparable sequelae."

Shi Rong was speechless, but he also felt that it made sense.

"Ok."

So, Shi Rong picked up a wooden fork and pointed at the stuffed fish balls in front of him.

"Here, I want 2 kilograms."

The stall owner nodded respectfully.

"Okay, ma'am."

……

The grocery shopping went smoothly without any extra complications. After leaving the convenience store, Shi Rong was a little confused.

"Did anyone warn them? Why are they so polite to us?"

They were so polite that it seemed as if Shi Rong was their ancestor.

Song Qianchen handed the vegetables in his hand to Huo Heng and others behind him.

"Because this convenience store is owned by the boss, and you're his wife, how dare they even look at you? Are you trying to save your life?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Rong twitched his lips.

It’s great. It’s another day when I’m impressed by Huo Jiuzhou’s wealth.

"Mrs. Huo, please stay."

When Shi Rong was bringing people into the car, one of her jade feet wearing limited edition high heels had just stepped onto the floor of the Rolls-Royce Zhou Ji when someone stopped her in time.

Following the sound, I saw a silver Land Rover Range Rover SUV parked steadily on the side of Zhou Ji. A middle-aged couple walked out of it, followed by eight bodyguards in black.

"Dad, Mom? Why are you here?"

Before Shi Rong could react, Song Qianchen screamed in surprise.

So, this man and woman in front of me, dressed smartly and well-matched, are the chairman and his wife of the Song Group?

Out of respect for his elders, Shi Rong took off the sunglasses that were covering his face, handed them to Huo Jue behind him, bent down, and greeted him respectfully.

"Mr. Song, Madam."