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

Su Xi's face flushed, even her ears were flushed, her lips were delicate and tender, and her voice was a little weak: "He Yichuan! It's all your fault, what should I do now!"

He had just found a way to cover up the traces of last night, and now they were seen again. Su Xi felt helpless. If he had known this would happen, he would have let them see the traces directly, which would have been better than the current visual impact!

The man placed his fingertips on her lips and gently wiped the marks for her. He took a deep breath to suppress his emotions and said in a deep voice, "It's okay, he didn't see anything. I'll deal with him later, you little brat!"

"Go clean up in the bathroom. I'm going to be out for a while."

He Yichuan helped her smooth out the wrinkles on her cheongsam, patted the back of her hand, and gently soothed her emotions.

This was the only way to do it now. Su Xi lowered her eyes, said "hmm", then pushed the man away and walked towards the bathroom.

After Su Xi went in, He Yichuan adjusted the collar of his shirt with both hands and walked towards the door with his strong long legs.

On this side, He Yilang still knew nothing. He was half lying on the sofa, sending messages to An An, inquiring about the situation of his brother and sister Xiaoxi.

Unexpectedly, there was a bang at the door, and his brother walked in with a sullen face and a threatening look.

Seeing that his expression was not right, He Yilang immediately dropped his phone and was about to go around behind the sofa, but the man pushed him down on the sofa in one step and grabbed his collar with his big hands.

"He Yilang."

He Yichuan's voice was fierce and he spoke with his thin lips.

"Brother, I'm here, calm down and let's talk nicely."

He Yilang pushed his brother away and begged for mercy, trying to awaken his brother's feelings for him.

Sure enough, after he said this, He Yichuan's hand that was holding his collar loosened slightly and his body moved slightly.

He Yilang felt that the gravity had shifted a lot, so he pushed hard with both hands, took the opportunity to flip over from the sofa, and ran to the door while shouting: "Mom, mom, help me, my brother is going to kill me."

Mrs. He, who was on the first floor, heard someone shouting upstairs. She didn't hear what he was shouting, so she looked at An An in confusion, "Is that your brother's voice?"

He Xiaoan also looked confused. Just now, her younger brother suddenly asked her about her older brother's relationship status. She said a few simple words and sent it to him, but never replied since then.

But she was well aware of the extent of her little brother's fuss, and said calmly, "Don't worry about him, Mom. I'll go upstairs and change my clothes."

Hearing He Xiaoan's comfort, Mrs. He also felt relieved, and her mind was once again on her daughter. She said softly, "Go, dress up nicely."

In the room, Su Xi was dressing up in front of the mirror. The crystal clear pearl earrings were gently placed on her ears, making her look delicate and charming.

The doorknob moved, and the man strode in from outside, his cuffs disheveled, his eyes dark as he looked at Su Xi, his tone unclear: "Are you done?"

"I'm still missing lipstick." The lipstick he applied this morning had been ruined by him just now, so he needed to put on a new one.

After a few minutes.

She drew the last stroke of lipstick with her fingertips, pursed her full lips, and looked at him gently: "Okay, I'm done."

The man stood patiently by the side waiting for her. When he heard the voice, he stretched out his hand in her direction and said, "Okay, let's go down together."

"Yeah." Su Xi took a few steps forward, took his hand, and went out with him.

In the restaurant on the first floor, Mrs. He was nagging at the grinning He Yilang: "What were you yelling about just now? You're restless so early in the morning. Don't blame your dad for scolding you."

He Yilang covered one of his cheeks and took a bite of the steamed dumpling carefully, chewing it slowly and gently, fearing that the pain in his cheek would spread. At the same time, he responded to his mother's words: "Mom, he is still my brother..."

Before he could complain, he caught a glimpse of his brother from the corner of his eye and instantly shut his mouth, fearing that he would be beaten again.

Mrs. He followed his gaze and saw He Yichuan and his girlfriend walking downstairs hand in hand. Their movements were close and natural, and their clothes were of similar colors. The handsome man and beautiful woman were a perfect match.

After reaching the first floor, He Yichuan turned sideways and looked at the woman beside him, and asked softly, "Do you want to eat something?"

Su Xi looked towards the restaurant and saw He Yilang. She blinked her eyes, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face, then she shook her head, let him go over by himself, and pointed to the living room.

He Yichuan naturally saw it as well. He looked calm, let go of her hand and let her go to the living room, then walked towards the dining room.

"Xiaochuan, come down, come and have breakfast. At last, only you two brothers are left." Mrs. He knew nothing about it. When she saw her eldest son coming down, she shouted enthusiastically.

He Yilang glanced at his brother, then immediately sat up straight, not even raising his head, and concentrated on eating breakfast.

Mrs. He saw that her youngest son had no manners at all and didn't know how to greet his brother. She said in a teaching tone, "Xiao Lang, don't you know how to ask your brother when you see him? I'll let your dad deal with you later. You're getting more and more ignorant as you get older."

He Yilang raised his head speechlessly with a distorted expression. He was just about to become invisible, but his mother insisted on putting him on the table. He shouted helplessly, "Mom, I'm having breakfast!"

Then he glanced at his brother's expression, and seeing that his face remained unchanged, he called out with a little lingering fear, "Big Brother."

He Yichuan met his gaze, pulled out a stool and sat down, and without caring about his expression, he responded and started eating breakfast.

Seeing that his brother ignored him, He Yilang's nervous heart relaxed again and he felt a lot more at ease. His brother had just dealt with him and he would definitely not come a second time.

Thinking of this, he continued eating with a grimace.

Seeing that they had all finished breakfast, Mrs. He left the restaurant and went to the living room to chat with Su Xi, while waiting for He Xiaoan to come downstairs.

"Xiaoxi, you look good in cheongsam. You can dress like this in the future. Mom will buy you a few more." Mrs. He held her hand and praised her makeup and clothes for a long time. She had to say that her eldest daughter-in-law was really beautiful, a rare beauty.

Su Xi discovered that Mrs. He was gentle and generous. Clothes and accessories were sent to her in a row, and she had the demeanor of a wealthy family.

"This outfit was also bought by you from the closet. Thank you, Mom, for taking so much thought." She had a delicate face, curled eyelashes, and spoke in a sincere tone.

She seldom buys clothes now, and it is basically all done by Mrs. He, who is extremely kind to her.

"As it should be. You and An'an both have one. When Yilang gets married in the future, Mom will also find one. The He family can't let others make a fool of themselves in this regard." Mrs. He chatted with her while explaining what would happen next, patiently and gently.

Soon, He Xiaoan packed up and came down from upstairs in a lively manner, with a clear voice: "Mom, Sister Xiaoxi, I'm fine, let's go."