Yan Shao V587: Discipline the little runaway wife

The next day.

Yu Shengge felt her nose itchy, she raised her hand to sweep it, then turned around and continued to fall asleep.

Yan Yuan supported his side face with one hand, and rolled up Yu Shengge's locks of hair with the other, wrapping them around his white fingertips, a faint scent of shampoo wafted into his nose.

She fell asleep peacefully, like a child.

It has been a long time since Yan Yuan felt that she was by his side.

For the past four years, Yan Yuan suffered from insomnia every night, and he has seen almost all the famous doctors in the world, but he still couldn't find any results.

But just last night, after he "forced" Yu Shengge to finish what he loved, he fell asleep until dawn without the influence of alcohol.

He didn't continue to "harass" Yu Shengge, got up and poured a cup of freshly brewed coffee, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, overlooking a rose garden outside the window.

Yu Shengge lifted his eyelids leisurely, stretched his arms and stretched his body, and what caught in his eyes was Yan Yuan's back.

He was wearing a nightgown, and the silk nightgown was tightly attached to Yan Yuan's body, making his shoulders wider, waist narrower, and legs longer.He raised his hand to brush his hair, his movements were graceful and masculine.Yan Yuan's thin lips lightly sipped the coffee in the white bone china cup, and his slow movements caught Yu Shengge's eyes.

Such a man is her husband.

Yu Shengge has been asking herself this question in her heart since the day she married Yan Yuan.

Sensing the little lazy cat waking up behind him, Yan Yuan turned and walked towards Yu Shengge.

Yu Shengge could see her small reflection in Yan Yuan's obsidian pupils, she bit her lips lightly with her white teeth, watching him lying on his side on the bed.

Yan Yuan lightly tapped the tip of Yu Shengge's nose, and said with a smile, "Why do you look at me like that?"

"No, it's nothing..." Yu Shengge only felt his cheeks burn, and didn't know what to say to him.

They were married in a flash four years ago, so they didn't know much about each other, and she escaped for another four years. If they were to find a place for the two, "familiar" strangers would be perfect.

Yan Yuan brought that handsome face in front of Yu Shengge, narrowed his sharp eyes slightly, and an indifferent smile appeared on his face, "Didn't you have enough yesterday?"

"Ah?!" Yu Shengge frowned, looking at Yan Yuan suspiciously.

Yan Yuan cast his eyes on the clock on the wall, his dull and sharp eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said lightly: "It's already twelve o'clock, as the granddaughter-in-law of the Yan family, you are the first day of entry , I think the old man should wait for you downstairs..."

He paused, and then said, "It's been nearly three hours."

It's twelve o'clock!

Yu Shengge was startled suddenly. In the past four years, she hadn't slept in a single sleep. If she wanted to blame, she could blame Yan Yuan last night...

Lifting off a corner of the quilt, she immediately flushed with a pink face.

Her fair skin was covered with purplish red hickey marks, especially her plump chest, which could hardly reveal her original skin color.

Yan Yuan must have done it on purpose, only there was no trace above the neck, so that she would not be seen crazy last night.

"You..." Yu Shengge pursed his lips, and said angrily, "You go out first, I want to get dressed."

"It's not like I haven't seen it before." Yan Yuan pulled the quilt off Yu Shengge's body, his eyes seemed to be admiring a beautiful oil painting, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, very satisfied with his masterpiece last night, he She nodded and said with a smile, "I shouldn't be shy now."

Yu Shengge clenched her silver teeth, grabbed the cup in Yan Yuan's hand, wrapped her body around her, turned and walked into the cloakroom.

After changing her clothes, she walked out of the cloakroom, took a deep breath, and asked a little timidly: "It's already three hours late, the old man won't..."

Yan Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, folded his hands behind his head, lay down on the bed, and said flatly, "That's your business, too."

Yu Shengge really wanted to kill someone.

He stomped his feet vigorously, turned and walked towards the door.

Yan Yuan's voice was weak, and he reminded Yu Shengge, "Don't say I didn't warn you, slow down and be careful of the child in your stomach. The old man has sharp eyes, don't be seen through."

Yu Shengge stopped, turned his head and gave Yan Yuan a vicious look, and walked out of the room.

Sure enough, as Yan Yuan said, Mr. Yan was already sitting on the sofa in the hall, and standing upstairs, a powerful coercion hit Yu Shengge like a storm.

She couldn't help shivering, she bravely walked down the stairs, and called softly, "Master."

Old Man Yan didn't seem to hear Yu Shengge's voice, not even a reply.

Yu Shengge walked up to Old Man Yan, pursed his lips, and muttered, "I slept late yesterday, today..."

"No need to explain." Old Master Yan gave Yu Shengge a blow as soon as he opened his mouth.

Holding an elegant tray in his hand, Uncle Zhong walked to Yu Shengge's side, "Please young mistress to serve tea to the master."

Yu Shengge nodded, picked up a cup of tea from the tray, handed it to Mr. Yan and said, "Grandpa, please drink tea."

Old Man Yan didn't even glance at Yu Shengge, his hands were still on his knees, he closed his eyes, and remained silent.

Yu Shengge frowned slightly, didn't he want to serve tea to Mr. Yan?What is the situation now?
Seeing that Old Man Yan ignored Yu Shengge, Uncle Zhong whispered in her ear, "Young Mistress, you should kneel down and call him Grandpa."

Yu Shengge was slightly taken aback. Didn't Mr. Yan deny her granddaughter-in-law?Why are you so hypocritical?
Although he thought so in his heart, Yu Shengge knelt down and said, "Grandpa, please drink tea."

Old Man Yan opened his eyes, and glanced at Yu Shengge with his cloudy old eyes. Seeing her kneeling, he didn't intend to let her get up. He slowly took the teacup from Yu Shengge's hand, took a sip, and took it casually. Out of a red envelope, put it in Yu Shengge's hand, and said flatly: "Well, get up."

"Thank you grandpa."

call!Yu Shengge breathed a sigh of relief and stood up quickly.

Seeing Yu Shengge's movements, Old Man Yan frowned.

Yu Shengge's heart trembled suddenly just based on old master Yan's eyes. Then, a painful expression suddenly appeared on his face, and his white teeth bit his lip forcefully.

Old Man Yan withdrew his gaze, glanced at Uncle Zhong, and said, "Young Mistress is pregnant, why don't you remind me."

"Master, the young mistress brought the young master to greet you, how can I stop it." Uncle Zhong laughed.

Hearing this, Old Man Yan's expression brightened, he raised his hand and nodded towards Uncle Zhong, and said with a smile on his face, "You are the only one who can talk."

After finishing speaking, he cast his eyes on Yu Shengge, and continued: "Although I don't recognize you as a granddaughter-in-law, after all, you are pregnant with the Yan family's child. Since you stay in the Yan family, you must abide by the rules of the Yan family. Zhong will tell you the family rules of the Yan family."

Yu Shengge felt like she was married into the gate of an ancient mansion. A series of invisible shackles locked her tightly in the gate of this mansion.

Old Man Yan stood up, turned around and went upstairs.

call!Yu Shengge let out a breath and relaxed a little.

"Excuse me, young mistress, what would you like to have for lunch?" Uncle Zhong asked.

The corners of Yu Shengge's lips twitched, yes, it's already noon, "I can eat anything, I'm not picky."

"At noon, the kitchen prepared Dangshen black chicken soup, French-style baked snails, and tiramisu. I don't know if it suits Young Mistress's taste." Uncle Zhong asked again.

Yu Shengge nodded, a wealthy family is a wealthy family, and even lunch smelled like money.

For the past four years, Yu Shengge has eaten sandwiches or bentos for lunch.For Yu Shengge, these things are simply a hearty meal.

Uncle Zhong nodded his head and said, "Young Mistress, please wait a moment."

Mr. Yan went upstairs, Uncle Zhong also left after reporting the names of the dishes, and he seemed to be the only one left in the huge Yan family villa.

The young mistress of a wealthy family is really not a good job.

Yu Shengge summed up her first day of life in a wealthy family in four words—it hurts to be idle.

Yu Shengge was sitting alone on the sofa doing nothing, when he heard the sound of light footsteps, looking up, Yan Yuan walked down the stairs lazily.

Yan Yuan's movements were slow yet elegant, he walked straight to Yu Shengge's side, leaned over and sat down, crossed his legs, picked up the English newspaper on the coffee table, and read it idly.

Yu Shengge frowned slightly, and secretly glanced at Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan grabbed the tail of Yu Shengge's small eyes, and said calmly, "What are you looking at?"

"Don't you have to go to work?" Yu Shengge asked.

The corners of Yan Yuan's lips curled slightly, "This is my job."

Yu Shengge looked at Yan Yuan suspiciously, the little wish in her heart was completely shattered.

She originally thought that Yan Yuan would go to work, and that day, she would be able to relax a bit.

Yan Yuan put down the newspaper, and a servant brought freshly brewed coffee. The rich aroma of the coffee entered his nose, and he picked up the coffee cup and began to taste it.

Uncle Zhong came over at this moment, bowed respectfully and said, "Young Mistress, lunch is ready."

"Thank you Uncle Zhong." Yu Shengge thanked with a smile, then stood up and walked towards the dining table.

Yan Yuan, on the other hand, looked at Yu Shengge having lunch with a calm face, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was waiting for a good show to be staged.

Yu Shengge felt a cool chill behind his back, suddenly choked, and coughed violently, "cough cough cough..."

Yan Yuan looked away, put down his slender legs, stood up, and said flatly: "After today, it's not too late for you to thank Uncle Zhong."

What he couldn't figure out made Yu Shengge frowned, took a sip of water, and looked at Yan Yuan who had walked to the door without knowing why.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a muffled sound startled Yu Shengge, her eyes narrowed slightly, she looked at the heavy book on the dining table, then turned her gaze to Uncle Zhong who was standing aside, and asked, "Uncle Zhong, what is this?"

There was no expression on Uncle Zhong's face, and he said in an indifferent voice: "The Yan family has [-] family rules."