Boss, lend me a baby

"Of course it's because I'm tired," Tong Wanwan said without thinking.

Compared to the two of them, my aunt had put in twice as much energy, so it was understandable that she was so tired.

Shang Yunting remained silent, his eyes always falling on Xia Beicheng and Shang Wanqiu.

"Look, aunt is smiling again." Tong Wan said.

Shang Yunting nodded: "The official boss greeted her and treated her with courtesy."

He could tell that when his aunt treated the guests, her face was extremely gentle and sincere, which showed that the engagement ceremony had indeed met her expectations.

"Why do I feel that my aunt wants the whole world to know that we are engaged." Tong Wanwan murmured.

Shang Yunting reached out and rubbed the back of her head: "You just understand."

"But why did aunt do this?" She didn't understand.

"Probably because of that person. My aunt got engaged in a big way, which at least eliminated the distracting thoughts of some bastards." He said.

He refused to say the man's name, and Tong Wanwan immediately guessed it was Ou Mingjing.

Even Mr. Shang tried hard to get his aunt to join him. I think he really had a lot of bad intentions in this matter.

However, Tong Wanwan really didn't want her aunt to get engaged just for this reason.

"Maybe it's the best of both worlds!" she said excitedly, "At least Xia Beicheng truly loves my aunt. It would be nice to have someone to take care of my aunt."

Shang Yunting couldn't help but smile: "Well, my aunt is lonely, it's good if a man takes care of her. Why aren't you afraid of being alone?"

All kinds of efforts were made to push him out, which made him depressed many times.

"Hehe, because I have Tao Tao to accompany me, and I have parents to rely on and trust!" She said confidently.

On the other hand, Mrs. Shang's biological father only had the interests of the Shang family from beginning to end and never really cared for her daughter.

"..." Shang Yunting left her speechless.

See how she talks about reasons one after another, and her little mouth never loses to anyone.

"We can't make my aunt tired all the time. Someone is ready to say goodbye, let's go over there." Shang Yunting stood up leisurely and pulled her up.

They both returned to the West Villa, changed out of their formal clothes, and put on more decent everyday clothes.

Since my aunt is tired, let them take the lead in seeing off the guests later.

Although there were many visitors, luckily they left quickly.

In the middle of the afternoon, the entire lawn was finally cleared, leaving only service staff to clean up the mess.

The four engaged people sat around under a sun umbrella and chatted for a while.

Shang Wanqiu stretched lazily, and his eyes fell on Shang Yunting: "You and Wanwan can go back, there is no need to accompany us."

"There's no hurry." Tong Wanwan glanced at the sky.

It's only half afternoon, we can talk more. She wanted to get in touch with them more and find out if they were true love for each other.

"We are not in a hurry, Yunting is." Shang Wanqiu said with a smile, "He will be on a business trip tomorrow. Now every minute is a good time and beautiful scenery, which cannot be wasted."

"Auntie, you really love to joke." Tong Wanwan couldn't help but hold her aunt's hand and act coquettishly.

But the next second, she was pulled back by Shang Yunting: "Let's go! You are not the only one who is engaged and doesn't know it when you are a light bulb."

With just one word from him, Tong Wanwan followed him willingly.

Watching the two of them disappear at the end of the boulevard, Xia Beicheng joked: "They are really a match made in heaven, the kind that can grow old together at the first sight."

"You, if you didn't get married and have children when you were young, now you have to envy young people." Shang Wanqiu smiled slightly.

Xia Beicheng, a grown man, felt infinitely aggrieved: "All I thought about was that you didn't cooperate."

He is obviously full of the charm of a mature man, but when he says these words, he feels a little bit aggrieved and helpless like a little wolfdog.

Shang Wanqiu smiled, stood up, and pulled him away from the lake: "Let's go!"

"You don't have to rush me to leave, right?" Xia Beicheng's feet seemed to have taken root and he stood firm, "It's an engagement day after all, so let me stay with you for a while before leaving."

"I'm really aggrieved." Shang Wanqiu pursed his lips and smiled.

Xia Beicheng said calmly: "I have been wronged for more than twenty years."

She shook her head, feeling helpless. She put more strength on her hands and pulled him hard: "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

"Going to visit your boudoir?" His eyes lit up, and his face showed the rare longing on a mature man's face.

Shang Wanqiu smiled: "What's there to see in my boudoir? But if you want to see it, it doesn't hurt to take a look."

True to her word, she took Xia Beicheng back to Zhongshu and asked him to stay in the room for a while.

Mr. Shang watched them go upstairs without saying anything, and just went to stay in the yard silently.

Within a few minutes, Shang Wanqiu urged: "Okay, it's time to go now."

Xia Beicheng turned around and grabbed her shoulders, feeling deeply disappointed: "Late Qiu, I'm not qualified to stay, right?"

"Beicheng, I am the gold mine that Shang can walk on." Shang Wanqiu pointed downstairs, "My father will consciously regard you as a man digging for gold, and he will not be able to help but conflict with you."

Xia Beicheng sighed: "Okay, I understand. Your Shang family's money is so disgusting at this time."

"Let's go!" She pushed him gently, "I'll take you to a good place."

"Is it just the two of us?" he asked persistently.

She solemnly promised: "It's just the two of us."

He finally smiled and let her drag him away: "It's fine if there are only two of us, even if they go to square dance."

Half an hour later, Xia Beicheng stood on the sub-penthouse of Shangzhou Apartment, staring at Shang Wanqiu in shock: "Is this what I understand?"

Although this is not her boudoir, it is her only place to stay, and it is her most private area.

She didn't need to explain, Xia Beicheng knew that he must be the first man to walk into her apartment.

"That's what you understand." Shang Wanqiu said softly.

Standing side by side with him in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, she spoke in a particularly calm tone: "The remaining years of my life are all yours."

"I thought you..." He hesitated.

"You thought I was just using you, right?" Shang Wanqiu's eyes were slightly red, "It was originally like this. But after the ceremony, I changed my mind."

He turned around suddenly and stared at her condescendingly: "Don't regret it?"

"No regrets." She smiled, "You know, even if one day we don't get along, I won't have many years to regret it."

"Lan Qiu, don't think like that." His tone became stern, "You are in very good condition..."

She stretched out her hand to cover his mouth, with tears in her eyes, and let out a low sigh.

His eyes were also red: "You have worked so hard for the Shang family and still refuse to rest. It's so unworthy."

"My freedom in the past few decades was all bought at the cost of half of my sister's life. Now for Yunting, I am willing to hold on until the oil runs out."

"..." Xia Beicheng was speechless in the end.

She found the curtain switch and the entire floor was completely covered by curtains.

Then, she dragged him to the dressing room: "I don't have men's clothes here, so you can just get off with a towel."

ten minutes later.

In the quiet room, Xia Beicheng's gentle instructions rang out softly:

"Late Qiu, if you can't bear it anymore, you must tell me to stop in time."

Her thin laughter filled the apartment:

"You can stop if I tell you to stop. You can't be such a loser..."