Reborn after marriage, He Shao becomes addicted to pampering his wife

The man looked into her eyes calmly, his expression did not change at all, and he said indifferently: "Let's go."

Seeing this, Su Xi knew that this was the man's tacit consent, and it seemed that the way she addressed He's father and mother would also have to change.

Mrs. He hadn't seen anyone come in for a long time, so she came out to take a look. She saw two people walking side by side. Their temperaments blended together and they were extremely harmonious. It seemed that they got along well. She smiled softly and said, "Yichuan, Xiaoxi, come in quickly. It's cold outside."

"Mom." The two men approached Mrs. He and called out one after the other.

"Well, have you eaten? We just entertained the guests at home. If you haven't eaten, ask someone to cook for you." When Mrs. He heard Su Xi's address, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help being a little surprised, but after the surprise, she also felt a little relieved. It seemed that he had listened to the advice I gave her last time.

"guest?"

He Yichuan asked in confusion, wondering why a guest suddenly arrived.

Su Xi and He Yichuan walked side by side, and both of them looked at her.

Mrs. He walked gracefully on their left side and spoke softly and gently, "Xiao Wen came back from abroad and brought some local specialties to visit our home. She knew Xiao An didn't have classes in the afternoon and could get home early, so she stopped by to play."

As soon as the words fell, a gentle voice came over.

"Brother Yichuan, you're back."

Pan Xiaowen was sitting on the sofa in the living room. When she saw them approaching, she stood up, gracefully standing.

He Yichuan frowned slightly, glanced ahead, turned his head to look at Su Xi, and responded, "Yeah."

Pan Xiaowen stared at the man who was walking towards her. The contours of his face were clear and strong, and the lines were smooth and distinct. The light from the living room shone on the man, as if he had walked out of a painting. A strong sense of impact surged from her heart, making her breath stop.

Su Xi looked in the direction of the sound.

My eyes fell on the girl in front of me. She had long hair, fair skin, a straight and beautiful nose, red lips and a beautiful face. She was indeed an exquisite beauty.

As the two gradually approached, Pan Xiaowen's eyes moved away from He Yichuan and fell on Su Xi beside him. Her joyful expression froze for a moment, her eyes were cold, and she said in a bad tone: "Miss Su is here too? Doesn't Miss Su have a job? How come you have time to come to the old house?"

After their last meeting, Pan Xiaowen asked Pan Zecheng to check Su Xi's background information. A week has passed, and there is still no reply from her brother. He must be a small family who was lucky enough to climb up the high branch of the He family.

Before she could say anything, Mrs. He's originally kind and gentle expression suddenly turned cold: "Xiao Wen, this is your brother Yichuan's wife, and the wife of the eldest son of the He family. You should call her Madam He or sister-in-law."

Pan Xiaowen's words were not only disrespectful to Su Xi, but also disrespectful to the He family. She could be dissatisfied with Su Xi, but not with outsiders.

How can anyone question the wife of Mr. He, the future heir of the He family?

"Aunt, that's not what I meant. I just happened to meet Su...Sister-in-law twice and found it strange so I asked. Don't be angry." Pan Xiaowen saw that Mrs. He's tone was too harsh. After all, she was young, so she immediately panicked, fearing that she would cause Mrs. He's dissatisfaction. After all, she still wanted to marry into the He family, and Mrs. He's attitude was very important.

Anyone who has experienced it can see what Pan Xiaowen is thinking. It is not surprising that many people are interested in a man like He Yichuan.

Su Xi's face was calm, her emotions were not revealed at all, and her voice was gentle and clear: "Hello, Miss Pan. We just met in a hurry last time and I didn't have time to introduce myself properly. My name is Su Xi. You can call me Miss Su in the business world, and you can call me sister-in-law at home."

After saying this, her long curled eyelashes moved up and down and she looked at her with a smile, perfectly displaying the image of a gentle, generous, elegant and sensible wife.

After hearing her words, Mrs. He's expression softened, and there was a little more approval in her eyes as she looked at Su Xi, and she spoke calmly and appropriately.

Quite the style of the He family!

"Come, Xiaoxi, sit down and chat. You and Xiaowen are of similar age, so it would be nice to get to know each other better. Yichuan, your grandfather and your father are playing chess in the yard, go over and say hello to them, Xiaoxi will stay with me." No matter what, a guest is a guest, and Pan Xiaowen is already here, and she has watched her grow up since she was a child, so Mrs. He couldn't make a fuss about it, so she said softly.

He Yichuan glanced at Pan Xiaowen impatiently, and lightly touched Su Xi's shoulder with his strong and slender hand. The distance between them shortened, and the man's refreshing and cold breath hit her and lingered at the tip of her nose.

Su Xi turned her gaze away, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked at him with a slightly raised brow.

The two looked at each other.

After a while, He Yichuan stepped out of the living room and walked towards the yard.

Pan Xiaowen, who was standing by, saw the two people being so intimate. She felt even more uncomfortable and looked unhappy when she saw her beloved, who had always kept strangers away since childhood, being so attentive to others.

After He Yichuan left, the three of them sat down on the sofa, and the servants from the kitchen immediately served new snacks and fruits and poured tea.

"Xiao Wen, how was your stay abroad? Are you adapting after returning home?" Mrs. He noticed that Pan Xiaowen's eyes followed her eldest son, so she took the initiative to attract her attention and start a conversation with her.

"I come back often. The pace of life in China is much slower than abroad, so I've adapted well." Pan Xiaowen pinched the hem of her skirt with her fingertips and rubbed it slightly. After answering Mrs. He's question, she couldn't help but shift her focus to He Yichuan. She looked at Su Xi with slightly deep eyes: "When did Brother Yichuan get married? We didn't even have time to say congratulations."

Mrs. He turned her eyes slightly and looked at Su Xi, then said slowly: "The young couple got the marriage certificate not long ago, but they haven't found a good day for the wedding yet. The He family has to prepare well for this big happy event."

Mrs. He could not tell anyone the true situation between the two of them as it would damage the reputation of the He family. As for Pan Xiaowen's thoughts, she had to give up the idea.

Not to mention that He Yichuan and Su Xi are together, even if they are not together, Pan Xiaowen is not within the range of choices for the He family's daughter-in-law. She is immature and impulsive, and cannot be the next mistress of the He family.

Mrs. He continued, "Tomorrow is Grandpa Xiaochuan's birthday party. Xiaowen, you have to come too. Help me take care of Xiaoxi with An'an. You young people have a lot of topics to talk about." After saying that, she put her hand on the back of Suxi's hand with a gentle look.

After hearing what Mrs. He said, Pan Xiaowen's rosy face turned pale. She tried her best to smile but she had no way. She could only maintain the elegant demeanor of a lady from an aristocratic family.

Here, He Yichuan walked through the long corridor in the courtyard. The corridor was constructed of wood carvings with a unique and elegant style. He stepped to the pavilion by the pool and heard the laughter of the old man and He's father.