After getting married and running away, the scumbag begged me to get back together

"Did President Su tell you to put your things in the master bedroom?" Shen Zhu asked cautiously as he followed the housekeeper to the dining room.

Judging by Su Xingque's appearance, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who has a lot of lust.

The butler was startled by Shen Zhu's address to Su Xingque, and turned his head to look at the boy behind him, "The young master and the young master are married, so naturally they will live in the master bedroom."

"There's no need for special instructions." The butler said at the end, with a smile on his lips.

This kid is sometimes cute and silly, and he can just neutralize the intrigues his young master experienced in the mall. Maybe after getting along for a long time, he can make the young master less cold.

Okay, Shen Zhu has been tossing around for a long time, and his condition is not very good, so he is too lazy to interfere with the housekeeper's arrangements, and sits at the table to enjoy the belated lunch.

The food of the Su family has always been particular about the food, the dishes are small and delicate, and there are many varieties. The butler took care of him that it was the first time he was eating at home, so he specially took chopsticks to help prepare the dishes, and introduced the ingredients used and the cooking process by the way.

Compared to meals, Shen Zhu prefers desserts and freshly squeezed drinks.

After eating a meal, the butler figured out his tastes, and told him to say what he wanted to eat, and someone in the kitchen would prepare it.

"You don't need to be so troublesome." Although Shen Zhu really wanted to enjoy the treatment of this kind of private chef, he didn't forget the well-behaved persona he wanted to maintain. He smiled shyly at Uncle Chen and said, "I will decide what Mr. Su eats." Just follow along and eat some."

The butler smiled without saying a word, and nodded, wondering if he really listened.

"Young master, go to the living room to pick clothes, and go to bed early after picking."

Even though he had already prepared himself, when he walked to the living room, Shen Zhu was still taken aback.

Large and small brand packaging bags are piled up on the floor, ranging from home clothes to dresses, from small accessories to shoes and bags.

How much cash can I get if I sell this? Shen Zhu tried his best to restrain his jaw that was about to drop, and began to subconsciously calculate in his heart.

But in the end, he picked and picked, and only chose a few low-key everyday clothes, mostly preppy.

Not for anything else, just to get closer to that white moonlight of Su Xingque.

The housekeeper knew that Shen Zhu's background was very different from that of the Su family, so he only thought that he was obedient and hadn't adapted to the life of a wealthy family, so he didn't persuade him to keep a few more clothes, and asked the servant to take all the rest of the clothes. Floor to the cloakroom.

After walking around the villa to get acquainted with the environment, the butler led Shen Zhu to the door of a room on the third floor.

"This is the master bedroom, young master, go in and rest first, and call me if necessary."

"If the young master hasn't come downstairs by dinner time, I'll call you again."

Shen Zhu asked Uncle Chen, "Is Mr. Su coming back for dinner?"

Unexpectedly, the young master was not afraid of the young master, on the contrary, he was quite clingy. The housekeeper burst into laughter, reassuring Shen Zhu.

"If there is no entertainment, sir will come back on time for dinner."

"Understood, thank you Uncle Chen." After Shen Zhu finished speaking, he entered the master bedroom.

Maybe it was because Meng Jing made a point on purpose, or maybe it was because Su Xingque had limited time and didn't give a complete explanation. The attitude of the housekeeper and servants towards Shen Zhu was too different from that of the Patriarch himself, which made it difficult for him to resist for a while.

He has been groping outside alone for too long, as long as he gets a little warmth, even if the other person doesn't come from his heart, it is enough to make him feel overwhelmed.

Su Xingque's bedroom is consistent with the overall decoration style of the villa, with low-key luxury and elegant display.

Shen Zhu stood in front of the bed in the master bedroom for a while, instead of lying down on it, he walked towards the sofa in the corner of the room.

Before Su Xingque came back, he could not expose the real relationship between the two on his own initiative.

What if Meng Jing instructed Uncle Chen to observe them?

Shen Zhu nestled on the sofa, tightened his clothes, smelled the residual men's perfume in the air, and closed his eyes Shen Shen.

Perhaps it was because of the sudden change to an unfamiliar environment that he didn't sleep well this time, fragmented nightmares connected one after another, a marriage certificate soaked in the rain, heavy iron chains, dilapidated and leaky bungalows...

When the vague man in the dream raised the syringe towards him, Shen Zhu finally struggled to wake up.

The figure in front of him blocked most of the light with his broad shoulders, his warm knuckles stuck to the side of his face, there were still tears in Shen Zhu's eyes, and he blinked a few times before he saw the person squatting in front of him clearly——

Su Xingque lowered his eyes halfway, staring deeply into his eyes, his expression was dark and unclear.

For some reason, Shen Zhu read a hint of sternness in the other party's eyes, he subconsciously staggered his gaze, and sat up with his arms propped up.

"I'm sorry." Shen Zhu curled up his index finger and wiped the corners of his eyes, "I..."

Before he finished speaking, the back of the sofa behind him was slightly sunken, Su Xingque supported it with one hand, and his legs were separated on both sides of Shen Zhujinbing's knees.

"What's the purpose?" Su Xingque lowered his head and pressed it into Shen Zhu's ear, asking in a low voice.

"Sleeping here for who to watch, huh?"

While Su Xingque was speaking, he lowered his upper body a little bit, his slightly astringent voice mixed with the heat of speaking exploded in his ears, instantly detonating the nerves in his whole body.

Shen Zhu was almost squeezed between the sofa and the opponent's chest, facing nowhere to hide, in order to maintain a distance, he had no choice but to reach out and grab Su Xingque's suit jacket.

Didn't he just sleep in his place for a while?As for being so crazy?Shen Zhu secretly rolled his eyes in his heart.

In order to maintain a good relationship with Su Xingque, he was already cautious enough to create exciting opportunities without backfire, so he entered the master bedroom but slept on the sofa, trying to integrate into the other party's private life in this roundabout way .

The corner of his eye was pressed lightly, Shen Zhu came back to his senses, and found that Su Xingque was already standing two steps away from him, returning to his usual indifferent appearance, looking down at him condescendingly.

"It's the bedroom arranged by the housekeeper." Shen Zhu put his hands on his knees, and on the back of his hands was the medical tape that he didn't have time to tear off after the infusion.

As if eager to explain something, Shen Zhu raised his head, his face was full of panic, "I, I didn't dare to lie on the bed, I wanted to sit here and wait for you..."

But accidentally fell asleep.

Shen Zhu's acting skills have long been honed to perfection in nightclubs, plus he was indeed frightened by Su Xingque just now, his performance now is very realistic.

Su Xingque heard Shen Zhu's subtext, which meant that he knew that he hated him, but he didn't dare to resist the butler's arrangement, so he could only think of the best solution within his ability and keep as little contact with his private sphere as possible.

In fact, the real reason for making yourself angry is not this.Su Xingque thought.

It doesn't even have anything to do with Shen Zhu himself.

The main reason is that Shen Zhu looked so much like Bai Que when he fell asleep just now, the bedroom lighting was dim, and coupled with the almost identical dressing style, Su Xingque even had an illusion when he first entered the door.

"I'll ask the housekeeper to tidy up the downstairs guest bedroom for you. From now on, you are not allowed to move around the area above the second floor, and you are not allowed to appear in non-public areas other than the kitchen, living room and bathroom."

Shen Zhu gritted his teeth in his heart, and lowered his eyebrows on the surface, agreeing to come down and go out the door.

"Also." Su Xingque's voice sounded behind him.

"When I'm at home, don't appear in front of me."