She is secretly married to Dr. Lu

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Shen Jiamian came out of the hospital and saw a black Bentley parked by the road from a distance.

She smiled sweetly and quickened her pace.

The rear window was lowered, and Song Yiheng was sitting in the car, looking at her.

Shen Jiamian came over, opened the car door and sat in. "Husband, why are you free to pick me up from get off work today?"

Song Yiheng looked at her with crooked eyebrows, and liked to hear her call him 'Husband Husband', his heart was as sweet as honey.

After getting along for a week, the little girl has completely released her nature in front of him, she is no longer submissive, Song Yiheng is very satisfied!
He rubbed her head, "There is a family dinner tonight, I'll pick you up and go with me."

"Family banquet?" Shen Jiamian frowned, this should be her first official meeting with the relatives and elders of the Song family after marriage, right?
She subconsciously looked down at the down jacket and jeans on her body...

Usually, she doesn't pay much attention to what she wears, as long as it's simple, light and convenient for work, but this is going to the Song family, which is a wealthy family, and Song Yiheng must be ashamed of himself for being so poor!
She smiled at him awkwardly: "That husband, should I go home and change a set of clothes first?"

Song Yiheng saw through her thoughts and pinched her small nose: "You don't need to go home, Liu Yu has already made arrangements."

Only then did Shen Jiamian nod her head.

The car drove for 10 minutes and stopped at the entrance of a modeling center.

Liu Yu got out of the car and took the wheelchair, and Shen Jiamian personally helped Song Yiheng get out of the car and sat in the wheelchair.

After entering the styling center, a female manager in business attire stepped forward to greet her.

"Mr. Song, you are here!"

Song Yiheng glanced at the female manager indifferently, and then pulled Shen Jiamian behind him in front of him, "This is my wife, take her to the family dinner tonight, and give her a proper look."

The female manager seemed a little surprised. She looked at Shen Jiamian and hesitated for a few seconds before showing a professional and enthusiastic smile, "Mrs. Song is so sweet. Don't worry, Mr. Song. Mrs. Song is in good condition. She will be perfect if she dresses up a little."

It was the first time for Shen Jiamian to be praised like this, even though she knew that the other party was looking at Song Yiheng's face, she still blushed a little embarrassed.

Song Yiheng looked at her stupid, hopeless look, his eyes softened a little, and he urged in a warm voice: "Go, I'll wait for you here."

Shen Jiamian nodded obediently, and followed the female manager into the renovation room.

……

Choosing clothes, styling, and makeup, these procedures that Shen Jiamian thought were very cumbersome, were put into the hands of the stylist, and they were indeed divided into simple and easy tasks.

Twenty minutes later, Shen Jiamian stood in front of the full-length mirror, unbelievable!
The woman in the mirror, all her long black hair was coiled up, leaving only a few broken hair at the temples and a little airy bangs on the forehead. The palm-sized face looked pink, tender and round, full of collagen because of the base makeup. A touch of eyeliner set off her eyes more brightly.

Because it is winter now, the stylist chose a small lotus root pink dress for her. The style is conservative, with a white cape on the outside, and the five-centimeter ankle boots on her feet are of moderate height. She is 163, and she will not look too petite.

Shen Jiamian couldn't help raising her hand to gently touch her face, then touched the hem of her skirt, and suddenly felt like Cinderella turned into a princess.

The person who cast magic on her was not the fairy sister, but her husband Song Yiheng.

Thinking that Song Yiheng would soon see her like this, Shen Jiamian's heartbeat suddenly became very fast, and her cheeks gradually turned red.

The female manager came over with a smile, and praised her all the time, which made her blush even more.

Coming out of the modeling room, Shen Jiamian walked towards Song Yiheng with her head down.

Song Yiheng was lowering his head to deal with some business with his mobile phone, when he heard footsteps and shook his head, his dark pupils were slightly startled.

He always knew that Shen Jiamian was good-looking, but her usual plain style covered up her brilliance.

Looking at the radiant little woman in front of him, Song Yiheng suddenly felt that her usual dressing style was quite good, at least not so conspicuous!
Seeing him staring at her for a long time without speaking, Shen Jiamian thought he was dissatisfied. "Isn't it good? Then I'll change it..."

"No need." Song Yiheng took her hand, and the rough fingertips gently rubbed her soft palm, "This is fine."

There was a slight tingling sensation in the palm, Shen Jiamian's face turned redder, and she hastily lowered her head lower.

"Don't always keep your head down. A girl's demeanor is very important." Song Yiheng's tone was a little helpless, but very gentle. "Don't forget, you will also represent me in the future. I am not only disfigured but also disabled. I can look straight at everyone with my head high. You are so healthy and beautiful, so you should hold your head high."

Shen Jiamian looked at him blankly.

The man's serious and serious eyes made her heart feel slightly warm.

Since she was a child, her father has been working outside all year round. As an older sister, she has taken on the responsibility of taking care of her younger sister. Although she has never complained, deep down, she still longs for someone she can rely on.

Even when she is tired, give her a gentle hug, and she will be satisfied.

And the appearance of Song Yiheng is precisely to fill the lack of dependence in her heart.

The tip of her nose burst into acid, and her eyes were slightly hot. She held back her tears and asked him, "I'm so stupid, why are you still so kind to me..."

"Huh?" Song Yiheng looked at her, thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe it's because you are obedient."

"..." Shen Jiamian was taken aback for a moment, and her emotion was instantly broken by this unexpected answer.

She thought that he liked her at least a little... Oh my god, how could she have such a naive idea!

Shen Jiamian sighed secretly, her loss was written all over her face.

Song Yiheng silently watched the changing expression on her little face, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

……

The Song family will hold a family banquet every month, as long as Mr. Song's children and grandchildren must participate.

On the way, Song Yiheng briefly told Shen Jiamian about the situation of the Song family in the car——

Grandfather Song Qin has passed Jiuxun this year, and he is in good health and in good spirits, but after his later years, he is especially obsessed with Fengshui and theology. This has something to do with the current family relationship of the Song family.

For the benefit of the children and grandchildren, they cheat each other. As an elder, even though the grandfather is old, he can see it clearly.But after all, I have already retired, and I can suppress one, but I cannot suppress the eagerness of the whole family.

So the superstition of the elderly is just a choice for the elderly to comfort themselves.

Grandpa had two sons and three daughters in his life.

Although the three daughters are all married, they still have their natal family's ideas all these years. Every time they come home, they try their best to put their sons and daughters in the senior management of the Song family, but they have not been successful.

The two sons, the eldest son, Song Haotian, is Song Jinchen's father. Not only is he a gambler, he has a lot of romantic debts outside, and he has been arguing with Song Jinchen's mother, Wang, all year round. The couple has long been in harmony.

Grandpa has long seen that the eldest son Song Haotian is unreliable, so he focused on cultivating the second son Song Shikui, who is Song Yiheng's father.

But when it came to his father, Song Yiheng suddenly fell silent.