This wealthy family is too rich for me

Immediately his face turned redder.

I wanted to say something, but I was too embarrassed to speak, and finally ran away in a panic.

He Shengchen propped his head on one hand, looked at her back and smiled.

When eating breakfast, Lin Wanru and Li Jiaer were already sitting there, and when they saw Jiang Moyao coming down, they looked her up and down.

After seeing the silk scarf around her neck, Lin Wanru's eyes lit up: "Isn't it what I thought?"

"Which one?" Jiang Moyao said with a straight face, "Don't guess randomly."

Lin Wanru shrugged: "Then why are you wearing a silk scarf? The weather is so hot, don't tell me it's cold."

Li Jiaer echoed: "Yes, there is clearly something wrong."

"I think you two are too gossip." Liang Xiaoxiao came over at this moment and pulled out a chair to sit down: "You know that the two of you live in a very sweet world, so don't ask nonsense."

Li Jiaer suppressed a smile: "Yes, yes, don't ask."

Jiang Moyao took Liang Xiaoxiao's arm and said with a smile, "You are still good."

"Of course I'm fine." Liang Xiaoxiao said with a smile, then leaned into her ear and whispered, "Tell me, how was your day yesterday?"

She blinked, with a strong sense of gossip.

Jiang Moyao choked, gritted her teeth, snorted, and turned her head to ignore her.

This group of people is about to compete with gossip reporters!

When breakfast came, the waiter put two servings beside Jiang Moyao, Lin Wanru was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled after realizing it: "Okay, I know how to be considerate to my husband."

"That's why they are loving couples." Li Jiaer joked with a smile.

Liang Xiaoxiao held back a smile. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes were full of ridicule.

"Hurry up and eat!" After being teased a lot, Jiang Moyao was no longer shy, but just felt helpless: "You can't stop your mouths even if you eat."

When He Shengchen came down, he saw the breakfast on the table, was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Jiang Moyao with a smile in his eyes: "Thank you Madam He."

"You're welcome." Jiang Moyao felt a little uncomfortable facing him, always thinking about what happened last night.

She told herself repeatedly, don't even think about it.

Maybe it was really useful, the temperature on her face gradually dropped.

Li Jiaer snorted, "It's really loving."

"Yes, yes, it's too sweet." Lin Wanru covered her face, unable to bear it: "I can't eat too much sweets, especially sweet dog food."

"Stop making trouble!" Jiang Moyao was a little dumbfounded.

"My wife is thin-skinned, please be merciful." He Shengchen spoke for her.

The other three looked at each other and smiled strangely, but they really listened to him and stopped messing around.

After breakfast, He Shengchen held her hand and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he greeted Lin Wanru and the others.

Liang Xiaoxiao said ah: "Yaoyao doesn't play anymore?"

"Don't play anymore, we have to go back to the world of two people." He Shengchen said directly, holding Jiang Moyao's hand all the time.

Li Jiaer and the others immediately understood, and didn't say any more, only Lin Wanru leaned over to Jiang Moyao and whispered, "Be careful and take precautions."

Seeing the bang, Jiang Moyao turned red and nodded indiscriminately.

On the way back, she kept blushing, and she didn't even hear He Shengchen talking to her.

"Yaoyao?"

Jiang Moyao came back to her senses, and heard him ask again, a little coy: "It's nothing, she just told me to have a good trip and get home safely."

He Shengchen glanced at her with a smile and nodded.

Jiang Moyao always felt that he didn't seem to believe it, but she was relieved that he didn't ask.

In the evening, Jiang Moyao decided to cook in person, probably to compensate him.

After all, yesterday...he looked very uncomfortable.

Just as he stuffed the cake into the microwave, he heard the sound of the kitchen door opening. Looking back, it was He Shengchen, who was leaning against the door with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Madam He, there is something I want to tell you."

"What phone number?" Jiang Moyao asked casually.

"My grandmother called."

Jiang Moyao just threw the scallions into the pot, and there was a crackling sound, but she didn't hear clearly: "What?"

He Shengchen walked over to take over, moved her aside, really moved, hugged her shoulders with both hands, like hugging a giant doll and put it aside.

"My grandmother is coming back."

After speaking, there was no sound for a long time. He turned his head and saw the little woman standing there with a stiff face. Was he frightened?

He turned back to stir fry and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Moyao blinked, and asked hesitantly, "Is your grandmother easy to get along with?"

Probably because she hasn't seen his family after marriage, she almost forgot that an ugly daughter-in-law still needs to see her parents.

"It's okay." He Shengchen looked back at her with a smile in his eyes: "Grandmother is a bit strict, but she's not unreasonable. You'll know it after getting along with her."

Jiang Moyao was still nervous, watching him stir-fry, and after watching for a while, suddenly realized, why did he cook?
"Let me come, you better go out." She pushed He Shengchen's back, pushed him out, stood at the door and stuck out her tongue at him: "Just wait and eat."

He Shengchen felt a little helpless, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Jiang Moyao was always thinking about that grandmother, she was a little absent-minded when cooking, and almost burned her hands.

The food was brought to the table, and the two sat opposite each other. She poked at the food, but refused to eat, her small face was very tangled.

She didn't look up until a vegetable was put in the bowl: "What's wrong?"

He Shengchen smiled: "I should be the one asking you this question, right?"

Jiang Moyao smiled awkwardly, lowered her head to pick up the rice, and said vaguely: "Eat, eat."

"I'm still thinking about my grandma." He Shengchen's tone was affirmative. It's really easy to guess the little woman's emotions, with every frown and smile on her face.

Jiang Moyao coughed: "I'm just nervous, afraid of your grandmother..."

"Mrs. He." He Shengchen interrupted her and reminded: "Remove your words."

Jiang Moyao blushed, and continued, "I'm just afraid that my grandma won't like me, and I don't have any experience with old people."

He Shengchen simply got up and sat next to her, holding her hand: "I have said that, although grandma is a bit strict, she is not a bad person, and she will like anyone I like."

"Really?" Jiang Moyao didn't know why, but felt uneasy in her heart.

"Yes, so don't worry, I'm here." He Shengchen smiled extraordinarily softly, and said, "And it's not just grandma who came back this time."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Moyao was curious: "Who else?"

He Shengchen smiled, and there was a sense of warmth in his smile: "You will know when you come."

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Jiang Moyao curled her lips: "It's fine if you don't say anything."

"Aren't you nervous?" Seeing her small face regained its radiance, He Shengchen pinched the tip of her nose: "That's right, this is my favorite Yaoyao."

Jiang Moyao blushed and puffed up her cheeks: "What are you talking about?"

She took a sneak peek at Butler Fu and Sister Dai, and saw that they were giggling.

They were all seen by others!
Jiang Moyao was shy, blushing and glaring at the culprit.

He Shengchen glanced at Steward Fu, but before he could speak, the very perceptive Steward Fu said, "Well, I suddenly remembered that the backyard hasn't been watered yet, I'll go and have a look."

After speaking, he turned around and floated away.

Sister Dai slapped her head: "I'll help."

The two left, but Jiang Moyao felt even more embarrassed, biting her lips and said angrily, "It's all your fault, it was all overheard by others."

"Hear it when you hear it." He Shengchen didn't care at all, wrapped her waist with one hand, and pulled her to him: "You are the wife I just married back, and we are happy because we love them."

Jiang Moyao shrank back: "That can't be like this."

From the corner of her eye, she saw the servants beside her, so she quickly pushed He Shengchen, and said in a low voice, "Stop making trouble, others have seen it, how embarrassing..."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid." He Shengchen fixed his eyes on that chattering little mouth, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Bow your head and kiss.

Immediately she could no longer say no, and could only bear it passively.

After the two separated, Jiang Moyao subconsciously went to look at the living room, but found that there was no one there.

She covered her mouth and her face was red: "You are too much!"

There is always such a sneak attack caught off guard, without any preparation.

He Shengchen put one hand on his chin and licked the corner of his mouth: "It's very sweet."

Jiang Moyao lowered her head, sweet and shy at the same time.

Suddenly a finger was placed on her chin, she raised her head passively, and saw someone approaching again, she hurriedly backed away, but felt that the back of her head was being held, and she couldn't move immediately.

"It will be seen."

As he got closer and closer, her lips did not dare to move too much, they moved slightly, and her voice was extremely low.

"No one, they're all gone." If it wasn't for the silence in the living room and the close distance between the two, He Shengchen might not be able to hear clearly, so he coaxed softly, "Good boy, don't move."

The strong masculine breath enveloped her, Jiang Moyao was a little dizzy, until she saw behind the glass door out of the corner of her eye, there seemed to be a figure flashing past.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw that the one who was poking her head and laughing was not exactly Sister Dai.

Be seen be seen!

Jiang Moyao didn't know where the strength came from, so she broke free.

There was still a trace of confusion in He Shengchen's long and narrow eyes: "Huh?"

This sound was low and sexy, as if a feather had been brushed against Jiang Moyao's heart, and the temperature on her face was getting higher and higher.

He followed her gaze, but saw nothing.

Just then, the phone rang.

Jiang Moyao was worrying about what excuses she could use to leave, but she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the voice, and stood up in a panic: "You answer the phone, I'm going back to my room first."

Turn around and run away after speaking.

It was too late for He Shengchen to stop him, and ran away in the blink of an eye.

He took out his phone, and a name jumped on the screen.

Jiang Li.

After picking up the phone, he said flatly, "You better have business."

Jiang Li paused: "Hey, what's the matter? The tone is so bad, could it be..."

"Dirty." He Shengchen got up, walked to the sofa and sat down, and the servants behind him immediately came out to clear the table.

"Why am I so dirty?"