After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

The sunlight at five o'clock in the afternoon shines through the window, softly filling the room.

Su Qianman stood in front of the dressing mirror and carefully selected a white dress.

The skirt was tailored to fit her perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for her body, outlining her graceful figure perfectly.

Her long, black, beautiful hair falls on her shoulders.

The whole person exudes a temperament like orchid, elegant and smart.

She bent down gently and put on a pair of JT's latest white high heels.

After standing up, her figure looks even more graceful.

Su Qianman has never liked to wear heavy makeup, she simply put on some light makeup.

After all, she is naturally beautiful, and a few casual strokes make her look as fresh and refined as a lotus emerging from water.

The natural and undecorated appearance has a unique charm.

When she finished packing, she walked downstairs slowly with light steps.

"Leng Xiaochen, I'm fine."

Su Qianman stood at the stairs and called him gently.

Leng Xiaochen had returned from the company early and was standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

With his back to her, he gazed at the setting sun in the garden.

Hearing her voice, he slowly turned around and looked back. The person he saw instantly amazed him.

At this moment, the woman's beautiful eyes looked at him from afar.

The spring water rippled slightly, as if washing away the loneliness and fatigue deep in his heart.

Su Qianman felt a little shy under his burning gaze. Her slender fingers rubbed slightly unconsciously and her eyes were a little evasive.

Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen and her eyes inadvertently fell on the young lady.

My eyes lit up instantly. The young lady was so beautiful.

The young lady was naturally beautiful, and after this simple make-up, she looked like a fairy banished to earth, so bright and beautiful that people could not take their eyes off her.

Seeing the young master staring blankly at the young mistress, Aunt Zhang quickly reminded him, "Young master, the driver is already waiting outside, and the old man is still waiting at the old house."

Leng Xiaochen suddenly came to his senses and walked to the stairs.

Subsequently.

He stretched out his slender and beautiful hand, gently took Su Qianman's extremely soft little hand, and said gently: "Let's go, we are leaving."

"Yeah." Su Qianman responded softly.

At the moment the two hands were held together, Su Qianman's originally cold hands were infused with warmth.

The comfortable temperature made her feel at ease.

She obediently let the man lead her, and under the smiling gaze of Aunt Zhang, they slowly walked towards the waiting car outside.

When they came to the car together.

Leng Xiaochen lowered his eyes and looked at the two people's clasped hands, his eyes flashed, and then he let go of their hands.

Followed by.

He gentlemanly opened the car door for Su Qianman and placed one hand gently above her head.

He helped her into the car before pulling his hand away, and he also got in.

The driver closed the car door very skillfully, looked at the two people in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and then started the car.

In the car.

"Are you nervous?" Leng Xiaochen was very observant. His eyes fell gently on Su Qianman's face. He saw that her fingers were unconsciously twisted together, and she was obviously in a state of nervousness.

"No...no." Su Qianman's words were a little stuttering.

Although she had met Grandpa Leng before, she went there today as his granddaughter-in-law, and her mood was a little different. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Leng Xiaochen lowered his head slightly, stretched out his slender hand, and gently placed Su Qianman's small hand in his palm: "I'm here."

His voice is low and flowing like a spring, very pleasant to hear.

The warmth from the man's palm made Su Qianman's inner tension dissipate a little the moment her hand was held.

Since their marriage, Leng Xiaochen has indeed been very good to her.

And in the final analysis, it was she who took advantage of Leng Xiaochen, so Su Qianman has always felt guilty towards him.

When she sees Grandpa Leng later, she must behave well so that the old man can feel at ease.

"Leng Xiaochen, don't worry, I will act well. In front of your family, I will pretend that we are very loving." Su Qianman looked at Leng Xiaochen sincerely.

"Yeah." Leng Xiaochen turned his head to look at the car window and responded coldly.

Su Qianman didn't notice at all that when she said the word "acting", Leng Xiaochen's face instantly turned gloomy and his brows frowned unconsciously.

Half an hour later, the car slowly drove into the towering gate of Leng family manor.

The old house of the Leng family is located in the center of the manor, and the entire manor within a radius of ten kilometers belongs to the Leng family's territory.

In the empire, outsiders know that the century-old famous Leng family is located here.

However, no one has had the good fortune to see the true appearance of the Leng family's old house, let alone know its value.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is always full of mystery.

The car did not stop for a long time after entering the manor. Su Qianman couldn't help but feel curious and looked out the car window.

On both sides of the asphalt road, there were dense green trees, like huge green umbrellas.

The birds' singing is clear, melodious, ethereal and distant.

What's more, the gurgling stream water seems to jump like an elf, bringing waves of refreshing coolness to the heart.

Is the Leng family’s old house in the mountains?

Just when Su Qianman was feeling a little confused, the scene in front of her suddenly became clear.

Passing through the dense trees, the first thing that catches your eye is the vast sea of ​​flowers.

Various precious flowers compete with each other in beauty, as if they are participating in a gorgeous beauty contest.

Su Qianman couldn't help but exclaim, it's so beautiful!

The old house of the Leng family is located behind this sea of ​​flowers.

It was a garden villa that combined Chinese and Western styles. From the front gate, it looked like a majestic royal palace in ancient times.

The two stone lions at the door sit majestically with their mouths open, looking so majestic and awe-inspiring.

The car slowly stopped at the door, making a slight braking sound.

Leng Xiaochen got out of the car first. He had an upright posture and a stern temperament. He then turned and walked to the other side of the car.

Su Qianman also opened the car door at this time, stepped out gracefully and stood on the ground.

Leng Xiaochen walked to her side with steady steps, and his big hand with distinct joints stretched out naturally and gently held Su Qianman's fair and tender left hand.

"What?" Su Qianman raised her eyes slightly and looked at him puzzledly.

Leng Xiaochen did not respond to her immediately, but interlocked his hands with hers, and then let them hang naturally at his side.

Then, he stretched out his other hand and gently helped her tidy up the messy hair on her forehead, and whispered, "Just now in front of Aunt Zhang, you knew to hold my hand, why, have you forgotten now?"

There was a barely perceptible hint of anger in his words.

Because the woman just mentioned acting, he was still holding his breath.