She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

Cheng Shaohui said: "We are talking about the company."

Cheng Nian'an didn't believe it, so she asked, "Is there nothing else?"

Cheng Shaohui picked up the document left by Nan Yuheng on the table and asked her to read the big words on the cover - project document.

"How can I lie to you, dad? The file is still here, why don't you open it and take a look at it yourself?"

"Uh, no, no, no, no need." She waved her hands repeatedly.

With that posture, he was afraid that if she looked at her for a second longer, her father would seize the opportunity and take her to the company.

After all, in addition to refusing marriage, she also refused to join the company.

Seeing that this leaky little cotton-padded jacket was trying to avoid him, Cheng Shaohui habitually said:

"Look at Zhizhi and Yu Heng, look at how free your Uncle Nan is all day, and look at your father and me."

He lamented in a dignified manner: "It's true that we have the same people but different fates. I have such a hard life and I don't know when I will be freed from the trivial matters in the company."

Cheng Nian'an touched his nose.

Feeling guilty, I dared not say anything anymore.

She muttered in her heart and replied:

Maybe, maybe, her old father will be able to fulfill his wish when he gets a son-in-law.

It's just a pity that his son-in-law is still undecided.

But then again.

not always.

Cheng Nian'an thought of the little brother lying in the WeChat list.

Chen Mu has good looks, good education, and good abilities.

It's just that her dad doesn't necessarily think he's good.

Seeing that his daughter was distracted with her lips pursed, Cheng Shaohui stopped while holding the document, "What are you thinking about? My eyes are gleaming."

Cheng Nian'an coughed to cover up.

"No way!" she retorted, "Dad, please be busy, I'll go back to the room and take a nap."

After that, she turned around and ran upstairs.

"Why are you still sleeping? It's already noon." Cheng Shaohui shouted to her back worriedly, "It's time to have lunch."

Cheng Nianan responded perfunctorily and ran back to his room in one breath.

After closing the door, she walked briskly to the sofa.

As soon as I turned on my phone, I saw the message from Nan Shiyu 10 minutes ago.

She opened the message box and took a look.

He chuckled and dialed the phone.

When the call was connected, Cheng Nian'an joked: "I sent you a message at 10:30 but no one responded. Did Mrs. Jiang just wake up?"

At this moment, 'Sheng Ting' is in the wedding room.

Nan Shiyu was lying on the bed like a lazy fox. Her soft hair was scattered on the pillow, with a few naughty and willful strands sticking to the soft skin that could be broken by blowing, adding a bit of laziness to her owner. .

Star's eyes were half-squinted, her hickey-stained arm held the phone, lazily placed it to her ear, her cheek rubbed against the quilt, her voice was soft and hoarse.

"I just woke up." She frowned, as if she felt a little uncomfortable, "I went to bed too late last night, and I don't have much sleep now."

"Tsk." Cheng Nian'an leaned on the wicker chair on the balcony and teased with a smile: "It's such a sunny and beautiful weather, please stop spreading sour dog food on me!"

"Tsk, tsk." Nan Shiyu lazily replied, "There are dogs, but no food."

When people fall in love, that's called spreading dog food.

She and Jiang Jingyu are nothing like dog food.

Reluctance is the serious obligation of a normal couple to create a human being.

Cheng Nian'an had a smile on her face. Thinking of the grand occasion last night, she clicked on the speakerphone and opened a social platform software at will.

"By the way, have you read the hot searches?"

"Last night, the video of Mr. Jiang spending millions of dollars to celebrate Mrs. Jiang's birthday in a high-profile manner has almost gone viral on all major platforms. Today's hot searches, without exception, are all about you two."

Nan Shiyu yawned.

Sleepy eyes.

"No, I haven't had time to see it yet."

Cheng Nian'an viewed a few videos of last night's fireworks in the sky and said with a smile:

"If your first birthday after marriage is such a grand event, your family will have to arrange a drone for your birthday next year."

The kind that uses a large number of drones to form patterns or text.

Nan Shiyu half-opened her eyes.

His eyes fell on the floor-to-ceiling windows, recalling last night.

"It seems...it happened last night."

At two o'clock in the morning, in a charming room, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she seemed to see birthday greetings composed of drones outside.

Listening to the words on the phone, Cheng Nian'an scrolled down a few videos.

I actually flipped through the drone footage taken by a netizen who was up early in the morning.

Gee.

Jiang Jingyu really put a lot of thought into his wife's birthday.

Even a young couple in love can't compare to this unprecedented pomp and circumstance...

Cheng Nianan's eyes paused.

Capture these few words that flashed through my mind.

——The young couple in love...

She exited the video and returned to the call interface, with a little bit of surprise and curiosity gradually gathering in her eyes.

"Zhizhi, does Jiang Jingyu like you?"

She slept too late last night, and now she was confused and dizzy.

Can't think at all.

After listening to her question, he replied casually:

"Have you watched too many idol dramas?"

"The ostentation last night was just for the sake of the two families. As the leader of the Jiang Group, his words and deeds represent the entire Jiang Group."

Cheng Nian'an opposite was lost in thought.

Although what her best friend said is not unreasonable.

but……

That person is Jiang Jingyu.

Jiang Jingyu, who was born at the pinnacle of power, does he need to consider these external factors based on his status?

Furthermore, with Jiang Jingyu's indifferent temperament, it is probably difficult to do anything to please a girl without feelings.

In Sheng Ting Villa.

Nan Shiyu obviously didn't take Cheng Nian'an's words to heart. After saying that, she sat up and rubbed her soft long hair, with the remaining sleepiness on her face obvious.

"No more chatting, Nian Nian. Your bestie is starving to death. I'm going to have a meal and then come back to catch up on my sleep."

hang up the phone.

Nan Shiyu was about to get out of bed and wash up.

Just at this moment, Jiang Jingyu opened the door and came in.

Seeing that she had woken up, the man looked a little surprised.

"You went to bed at six in the morning and woke up at twelve?"

He walked to the bed and rubbed her hair like he did last night, with a hint of joking in his tone:

"Has our Mrs. Jiang developed a biological clock to get up on time at noon?"

Nan Shiyu brushed his hand away, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"If you hadn't done that, how could my biological clock be messed up?"

Although she used an accusatory tone, she didn't notice that this gesture, this tone, and the conniving look in his eyes gave her words a hint of coquettishness.

Jiang Jingyu rarely became interested in joking.

He leaned over and looked into her eyes, knowingly asking: "What is that?"

Nan Shiyu quickly looked away and stopped looking at him.

There was a hint of sullenness in his voice.

"It's broad daylight, Jiang Jingyu, don't act like a hooligan!"

Glancing at the blush that had not dissipated from the end of her eyes, Jiang Jingyu's lips curved deeper.

When Nan Shiyu didn't react, he suddenly tore off the quilt wrapped around her body and dug her out.

Nan Shiyu: "??!!"

"What are you doing?!" She hurriedly grabbed the pajamas rolled up to her waist and pulled them down.

In half a breath, Jiang Jingyu had already hugged her into his arms.

Watching her movements, he hugged her and turned around to walk to the bathroom.

"Cover what?"

"Is there anything else about you that I haven't seen?"

Nan Shiyu's cheeks instantly became hot.

"Jiang Jingyu!" She clutched the corners of her nightgown and glared at him.

The man's eyes were filled with smiles.

Afraid of irritating the cute cat in her arms, I stopped teasing her.

From Nan Shiyu's angle, she could clearly see the man's smooth and distinct jawline and the slightly raised corners of his lips.

Her cheap husband is in a good mood today.

Nan Shiyu cursed this sentence in her heart.

There were spare slippers at the door of the bathroom. Nan Shiyu struggled to get off him and slowly moved her weak legs to the sink.

He took a facial cleanser and said to him:

"I wash up by myself, you don't have to accompany me."

Two minutes later, Jiang Jingyu came out of the bathroom.

He walked to the bedside table and picked up the empty water glass, preparing to get a glass of warm water so that she could moisten her throat later.

At this moment, there was a "ding dong" sound, and a message notification came from Nan Shiyu's cell phone.

Her cell phone is next to the water glass.

Jiang Jingyu had just picked up the cup and before he turned around, Nan Shiyu's mobile phone screen lit up in his peripheral vision.

The water glass and mobile phone are too close.

Even if he had no intention of reading the content of the message, out of the corner of his eye, the message that had just popped up on his phone still caught his eye.

[Happy birthday, sister. The birthday gift was delayed by one day due to an accident and will not arrive until tomorrow. When I go back, I will make up a new gift for my sister. 】

Immediately afterwards, there was another "ding dong" sound.

Another message popped in.

[I haven’t seen my sister for a whole year. I miss her every day. Does my sister miss me? I can return to Haicheng in one month. Can my sister pick me up at the airport then? 】

The phone is not unlocked.

The screen quickly went dark.

The dark screen was like a mirror, clearly reflecting the man's eyes that were getting colder by the minute.

Jiang Jingyu tightened his fingers on the water glass.

The phalangeal joints ooze bluish white.