After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

Lu Shenxing's brows frowned, and he was a little displeased: "Is Miss Song accusing me, a person who lives in the mountains and seas, of not being diligent enough to let the wind and sand blow into the room?"

Some servants headed by Zhang Ma were immediately anxious. If Lu Shenxing thought that they were not satisfied with the hygiene at home, how could they keep their jobs?

It's just that Lu Shenxing's rules are strict, so they don't dare to speak no matter how anxious they are.

Song Yuyao waved her hands quickly: "No, no, that's not what I meant! The wind and sand were blown outside when I helped Zhang Ma in just now. Thanks to Mr. Lu for your concern, my eyes are now comfortable."

Song Yuyao said and looked at Song Mingyi again: "Sister, my mother and I chose some clothes and jewelry for you and put them on the car outside. Can you let someone bring them in and see if you like them?"

Song Yuyao said and quickly ordered the servant to get it outside the door.

The servant looked at Lu Shenxing, saw him nodded, and then went to get the suitcase outside the door.

The things were brought in quickly, and Song Yuyao said with a smile: "Sister, come and take a look!"

Song Mingyi raised her chin and said calmly: "Open the box."

Song Yuyao couldn't believe it: "You want me to open the box by myself?"

"Otherwise? Do you still want me to take action? It seems that your sincerity is not very good. In this case, then give it away..."

"I'll open it right now!" Song Yuyao immediately interrupted Song Mingyi.

Holding back the anger in his heart, he walked over and opened the suitcase.

The suitcase is filled with clothes and jewelry of all kinds.

"It's all piled together... I can't tell if it's good or not. Just put it on and let me see."

Originally, Song Yuyao felt that the dress she wore was not beautiful enough to show her beauty.

Now that Song Mingyi asked her to change her clothes, it really spoke to her heart.

Song Yuyao happily agreed and went to the guest room downstairs to change clothes.

Soon she came out and changed into a small rose-red dress.

It is said that red and pink clothes can easily arouse a man's affection for a woman and are the best colors for men and women to wear when meeting for the first time.

Although it was not the first time that she and Lu Shenxing met, the effect was very good.

In addition, the design of this skirt is full of various tricks, which undoubtedly reveals Song Yuyao's figure.

Song Yuyao pulled the hem of her skirt and spun it around in front of Lu Shenxing, assuming a seductive pose, and asked, "Sister, what do you think of this dress on me?"

Although he was asking Song Mingyi, a pair of eyes fell on Lu Shenxing's face, and his eyes were as charming as silk.

"Keep changing."

Song Yuyao entered the guest room again and changed her clothes.

He changed five sets of clothes and jewelry in a row, and finally put on his own little white dress: "Sister, you have finished looking at the clothes and jewelry, what do you think?"

"It's okay, Zhang Ma. You can contact the photo studio tomorrow and send these things over."

"Just say I'll give it to the bride-to-be for free."

Song Yuyao's expression froze: "Sister, these are all the thoughts that my mother and I have for you. How could you give them away without even trying them on? And also give them to low-class people who need to rent dresses in the photo studio!"

Song Mingyi was a little surprised: "If you give me something, don't I have the right to handle it? Or is it that your second Miss Song's rules are different from everyone else's?"

Song Yuyao was extremely angry at Song Mingyi's words, but she wanted to leave a good impression on Lu Shenxing, so she had to force herself to endure it.

She didn't want Lu Shenxing to think that she was a fussy woman.

A man of Lu Shenxing's status never likes his women to be messy and act crazy.

"Of course, if you give things to your sister, your sister has the absolute right to dispose of them."

"Can I stay with you in Shanhaiju now?"

"No."

Song Yuyao's face became very stiff, and she suppressed her anger and said, "But sister, you even accepted the gift, why don't you allow me to stay?"

"So missing me is just your excuse. Your real purpose is to stay in Shanhaiju, right?"

"No, no! Of course not! I really want to stay with you. Dad always says that I have treated you badly over the years. Mr. Lu, could you please help me say a nice word to my sister?"

Song Yuyao looked at Lu Shenxing pitifully, her fragile little white flower look was enough to make any man's heart soften.

Lu Shenxing didn't even look at her: "Mrs. Lu has the final say on everything at home."

Song Yuyao didn't expect Lu Shenxing to say that. She gritted her teeth and cried out with tears in her eyes: "Sister..."

Song Mingyi couldn't help but shudder.

This voice sounds so chilling.

Song Mingyi soon changed her mind and said with a smile: "Okay, since you want to stay, then stay, don't you mean you want to take care of me? I want to eat pickled fish now, so I'll ask my good sister to help Let me make one."

"But I can't cook fish..."

"Oh, then make me a chestnut-stewed chicken nugget. The chestnuts need to be peeled by hand!"

Song Mingyi looked at Song Yuyao with a half-smile and said, "You can't even cook chestnut stewed chicken, right? If you don't know anything, then what on earth are you doing here at Shanhaiju? Is it possible that you're here for a meal? ?Is the Song family already so poor now?"

Her words made all Song Yuyao's words stuck in her throat, and she could only grit her teeth and say: "Okay, chestnut stewed chicken nuggets, chestnut stewed chicken nuggets, I'll do it right now!"

Song Yuyao followed the servant to the kitchen.

Lu Shenxing looked at Song Mingyi and said in a low voice: "Mrs. Lu, there is something you must know, that is, the woman in front of you covets your husband."

"Please be vigilant!"

Song Mingyi looked away: "Why are you afraid that you won't be able to control yourself?"

"The only person who can make me uncontrollable is Mrs. Lu. Doesn't Mrs. Lu know this best?"

Lu Shenxing said, holding Song Mingyi's hand and gently rubbing the tender flesh between her fingers with his rough knuckles.

A wisp of flame spread all over his body instantly, and Song Mingyi's cheeks felt slightly hot.

She glared at Lu Shenxing.

Can't this man have something else besides pornographic waste in his mind?

in the kitchen.

The servant handed Song Yuyao to the helper in the kitchen and said, "This Miss Song is going to make hand-peeled chestnut stewed chicken nuggets for Madam."

The helper responded and immediately found a pile of chestnuts and placed them in front of Song Yuyao: "Peel the chestnuts first."

Song Yuyao took the tool and started peeling chestnuts, but she was so pampered that she had never done anything in the kitchen in so many years.

A chestnut skin accidentally pricked her fingertips, and Song Yuyao couldn't help but scream.

Song Yuyao immediately called the helper over and said, "It's so difficult to peel chestnuts. It hurts my hands. Come and peel them for me!"

"Sorry, I can't help. I have other things to do." The helper said and left.

Song Yuyao was so angry that she threw the chestnut back into the basin.

But soon, I controlled my anger, sat down on the stool and started peeling chestnuts.

It was the chestnut skin that pricked her finger to bleed, but she didn't even cry out in pain. Instead, she consciously made her finger even more miserable.