After the marriage, the giant is really fragrant every day [Transmigration Book]

In the evening of the next day, the black Maserati stopped at the entrance of Cen Xing's villa on time. Lu Mingshen saw the handsome young man standing at the door, holding an exquisite sandalwood box in his hand.

Before he could speak, Cen Xing first explained: "I know you said that I don't care, don't worry, I won't embarrass you."

Knowing what the gift he had prepared with great pains, Lu Mingshen gave him a meaningful look, and said lightly, "There are refreshments in the car."

The meeting place of the two families was chosen at the Lu family's old house. When the car they arrived in, the old housekeeper opened the door: "The husband and wife of the two families are already waiting inside."

Cen Xing, who got out of the car first, greeted the butler politely, and when Lu Mingshen's wheelchair was lowered, he naturally walked to the man's side and held his hand calmly.

His fingertips trembled, Lu Mingshen endured enough to distance himself from the old housekeeper, and Fang asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Cen Xing's hands were softer than he imagined, white and smooth, with warm and soft palms covering his slightly callused knuckles, like a warm current flowing from fingertips to all limbs.

The corners of her pink lips were slightly raised, and Cen Xing bent down and pressed it against his ear, with innocent eyes and said: "I don't understand, according to the contract, this is my duty. Party A, didn't you say in your email yesterday that you don't like people?" Not following the rules?"

The two were very close, and when Cen Xing spoke, his breath softly passed by his ears, causing a tingling tingle.Lu Mingshen could count Cen Xing's distinct eyelashes, and when he lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on his slightly loosened neckline. The outline of his collarbone was half covered by his shirt, like white jade wrapped in fine silk.

Knowing that he was rebelling against the general, Lu Mingshen couldn't find any words to refute for a moment. Cen Xing didn't know what kind of perfume he was using, and there was a faint fresh ocean fragrance on his body for a while, as if deliberately attracting people's daydreams.

Seen from behind, they looked like a pair of newlyweds who were biting their ears. The old housekeeper was relieved, but he had to cough lightly, implying that the two were about to arrive at the gate.

Seeing that Lu Mingshen turned his head silently, Cen Xing pursed his lips and smiled, straightened up, straightened his clothes, and thought: Look, Party A also has today.

Unfortunately, as soon as the door was opened, the good mood that Cen Xing had just raised disappeared in an instant.He heard an all-too-familiar voice: "As long as grandpa likes it, it's okay for me to work harder. Even though I can't be with Brother Mingshen, I have always regarded you as my own grandpa and grandma. You won't want me, right? "

On the sofa, Meng Qian affectionately held Grandpa Lu's arm, and said "Grandpa, Grandma" in one mouthful, making the two elders smile.

There was an open brocade box on the coffee table, and the tea in the box was fragrant. Cen Xing recognized that it was the traditional green tea - Taiping Houkui.

"Brother, you are here." Seeing the two people coming in, Meng Qian glanced at the hands they were holding, with a clever smile on his face, he stood up and said affectionately: "Brother Xing, I heard that you have been busy recently. Training, I didn’t even have time to meet the housekeeper, so I prepared a gift for your grandparents on my own initiative. After all, they watched me grow up, and I know what they like, you don’t blame me, do you?”

This box of Taiping Monkey Queen was bought at a high price by Meng Qian. He knew that Grandpa Lu was good at tea, and he was confident that nothing Cen Xing could give him could match it. The first time he declared his sovereignty, he was sure to win.

No wonder the scent of "tea is overflowing" as soon as we entered, Cen Xing complained in his heart, and said calmly: "I really didn't have many opportunities to get along with my grandparents before, and I was worried that the wrong delivery would make you unhappy." He was full of smiles, He took the sandalwood box held by the butler behind him with both hands, and said sincerely: "Be careful, I hope grandparents don't dislike it."

"I'll just come here more in the future, why would I dislike it?" Grandma Lu saw Lu Mingshen holding hands tightly with him, and saw Cen Xing's gentle and polite manners, she kindly motioned him to sit beside her, and asked kindly: "What did you bring?" What is it?"

"Then, I'm making a fool of myself." Cen Xing didn't refuse, and opened the box generously. Everyone felt the fragrance of ink wafting up their nostrils. Inside the box was a rolled up painting scroll.The picture scroll unfolded slowly on the coffee table. It was a Chinese painting of a beauty holding a pipa. In the painting, the beauty was wearing a gorgeous embroidered cheongsam, hugging a green sandalwood carved pipa, and wrote a poem: "Pretty as a peach in three springs, as clear as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns." .

"This is..." Grandma Lu tremblingly grabbed Grandpa Lu's hand, and the butler hurriedly asked the servant to hold up the picture scroll before she stood up, so that the two old people could see it clearly.

Cen Xing found out on the Internet that Grandma Lu is a national treasure-level pipa player. He found photos of Grandma Lu performing when she was young, and followed the vines to see the post-marriage interview. The beauty of Pipa is reproduced with traditional Chinese painting.

He thought clearly that with the status of Grandpa Lu and Grandma Lu, there was nothing missing, and only with sincerity could they be moved.

Lu Mingshen, who was left out in the cold, said lightly at this moment: "Xiao Xing drew it himself."

Cen Xing's heart skipped a beat: How did he know?

"Really?" Meng Qian didn't expect that Lu Mingshen could tell such a big lie for Cen Xing. He tried his best to maintain a smile, and pretended to be surprised: "Why haven't I heard that Brother Xing can draw? When will you show us something?" ?”

"Because I'm not good at painting, I'm afraid grandpa won't like it." I knew he would say that, Cen Xing lowered his head and said modestly: "I heard that there is a peony plant called 'Zuijiaohong' in your greenhouse, I want to draw Come down and hang in He Mingshen's new house, can I ask Grandpa for some advice?"

"That's great." Grandpa Lu put on his reading glasses, held his wife's hand, and was full of praise: "This painting is good, the lines are smooth, and the colors are calm. I don't believe that there are no painters with more than ten years. .”

Cen Xing blushed: "It's because the people in the painting are pretty."

Grandma Lu was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear: "Look at this child, how handsome he is, and he can talk. Grandma can rest assured that you are with Mingshen."

Looking at Cen Xing, who was talking and laughing freely with Grandpa Lu and Grandma Lu, and Lu Mingshen, whose eyes were full of him, Meng Qian pinched the blood on his palm: He won't lose!

Before dinner, Lu and Meng, who had been talking upstairs for an indeterminate amount of time, came late.The Meng couple didn't look at Cen Xing, and sat directly next to Meng Qian, and the three whispered; Madam Lu pushed Father Lu, and sat next to Grandpa Lu.

"You're Xiaoxing, right?" Father Lu had a panoramic view of the actions of the three Meng family members. When he saw Cen Xing, he took the initiative to reach out to him, "Mingshen will ask you to take care of him from now on."

Cen Xing said politely: "Your son is so outstanding, it is my luck to be with him."

"By the way," Lu's father sat down next to Lu Mingshen. Like his eldest son, he spoke straightforwardly: "I heard that Xiaoxing is doing live broadcasts at the racecourse? I don't know much about young people. Can you tell me about it, Mingshen?" ?”

"New marketing." Lu Mingshen was already prepared for his father's question, and clicked on the report on his mobile phone: "Xiaoxing's live broadcast has not exceeded 72 hours so far, and the number of visitors to the racecourse has increased...the number of students has increased...the conversion rate of traffic and turnover To... expect to achieve..."

"So that's how it is." Seeing the data, Father Lu knew it in his heart. Before he could answer, Grandpa Lu blamed him, "I know how to talk to my son about business all day long."

Seeing the eyes of her father-in-law and mother-in-law looking at Cen Xing, Mrs. Lu's face changed, and she forced herself to be calm: "Xiao Xing, I bought a few new diamond necklaces, can you come over and help me look at them?"

Cen Xing was dazzled by the line graph on Lu Mingshen's phone, when he heard his name being called, he didn't pay attention to who it was, so he answered casually, "Okay."

When he stood up and met Mrs. Shanglu's eyes, his heart trembled, and the shadow of his childhood appeared in his mind: Nanny Rong got the needle.

Sure enough, Mrs. Lu pinched his elbow and secretly pulled him to the side hall. She winked at the servant to close the door, and pushed Cen Xing away. Her dignified and harmonious face was now covered with dark clouds: "You are very proud of it! Is it?"

Cen Xing couldn't help laughing: "I don't understand what you mean."

"Don't think that just because your grandparents like it, you're just doing it here." Madam Lu crossed her arms, raised her head to look at him, and said through gritted teeth, "I'll give you two days. No matter what you're doing, stop immediately." She stared at Cen Xing , eyes spewing anger, lips trembling: "I let you in to serve Mingshen, not to let you think about something. Is it because you want to stimulate Mingshen by running to the racecourse every day? Why are you so vicious? Ugly words In the front, if you fall off a horse, break your leg, break your hand, or become paralyzed, my family will not raise a disabled person."

Quietly watching her distorted facial features with anger, Cen Xing's eyes were unmoved, he restrained the other party until he finished speaking, and said indifferently: "First, I'm married to Lu Mingshen, it doesn't mean you have the right to restrict my personal freedom; second , I choose equestrianism, the risk is on my own, and I don’t need to worry about it; third, I respect you as Lu Mingshen’s mother, so I want to communicate with you calmly, and I hope you don’t think of your son as a coward who will never recover from setbacks, I know he's not."

With both hands clenched into fists, a cold light flashed in Cen Xing's eyes, like lightning splitting in the sky, and he said sternly: "You think he was disabled due to an accident, and you don't want to see horses again. It seems to be for his own good, but actually I don’t believe that he can face it, and I don’t think he can stand up. Yes, he has disabled legs, so he needs to be respected and affirmed equally. This kind of special treatment is actually belittling and hurting him.”

Cen Xing was obviously docile and well-behaved in front of his elders, but at this moment his eyes were as sharp as unsheathed knives, which made Mrs. Lu feel guilty at the bottom of her heart, unconsciously losing confidence: "What do you know..."

"It's nothing, I'll go back first." Cen Xing took a step back politely, turned around resolutely, opened the door, and was stunned: Father Lu and Lu Mingshen were in front of the door, I don't know how long they stayed there.

"We're just here to call you two," Lu's father scolded and looked at the dumbfounded wife: "It's time to eat."

The dinner was calm on the surface, and Cen Xing sat beside Lu Mingshen, stealing glances at him several times, did he hear it just now?

After the meal, while everyone was still at the table, Lu Mingshen said: "Didn't Xiao Xing say that he wanted to paint peony with his grandparents? Now that I have time, I will ask Uncle Qian to prepare the four treasures of the study in the study." From the corner of the eye, Meng Qian wanted to get up, He sneered from the bottom of his heart, and said without any argument: "Others, please stay."

"Come on, Xiao Xing." Grandpa waved to Cen Xing and said with a smile, "Let you see the calligraphy in Grandpa's collection."

When the figures of Cen Xing, Grandpa Lu and Grandma Lu disappeared on the second floor, Lu Mingshen did not change his face, and swept across the three members of the Meng family...

"That's right." Grandpa Lu was sitting in the teacher's chair, waving his fan leisurely. Seeing Cen Xing finish his pen, he walked to the desk briskly: "Painters are sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

Before time travel, Cen Xing learned calligraphy and calligraphy from his grandmother since he was a child.He humbly said: "It's been a while since I haven't practiced, and Grandpa laughed at me."

"Don't listen to him," Grandma Lu came in from the outside after hearing the conversation between the two, "You will always find fault."

Cen Xing put down his pen, only to see Grandma Lu came to him, took his hand, put a heavy brocade bag in his hand, and said with a smile: "Ming Shen finally settled down, you don't know how happy we are. "

Cen Xing thought that he was just performing his duties and could not deceive the old man, so he hesitated: "Grandma, this is not good..."

"It's up to us to decide whether it's good or not," Grandpa Lu patted him on the shoulder, smiled knowingly with his wife, and said with emotion: "I brought up Mingshen, and I believe in his vision." He seemed to mean something: "We're not so confused that we can't see people clearly."

When Cen Xing came out of his grandparents' study, only Lu Mingshen and Lu's father were left in the hall. Father and son were sitting on the sofa drinking together. The Meng family seemed to have left, and Mrs. Lu was nowhere to be seen.

"Come over to eat more when you have time." Lu's father sent his son and his wife outside the door, and when Lu Mingshen's wheelchair was lifted into the car, he whispered in Cen Xing's ear: "His mother's personality is like that. She cares about Mingshen. Use the wrong method to give Dad a face?"

Since Lu's father heard Mrs. Lu's words, it meant that Lu Mingshen heard the same, Cen Xing smiled: "I forgot everything she said." "Thank you Dad."

"Mingshen's current situation, part of the burden will fall on you." Lu Mingshen is the heir whom the Lu family placed high hopes on, and Lu's father could not help feeling sad: "As long as he is happy, the Lu family will not treat you badly."

On the way back, the two sat on the farthest sides of the back seat of the car. Cen Xing saw that the person on the other side was silent, and couldn't help breaking the silence: "Just now..."

"Speak well, don't move around." Lu Mingshen was expressionless, and reminded in a deep voice: "Sit down." As soon as Cen Xing approached, he would smell the fragrance of that person, making his thoughts difficult.

What if I will eat you?Cen Xing thought angrily, he just leaned forward!

Restraining his discomfort, Cen Xing pushed the brocade bag that Grandma Lu had given him between the two of them, lowered his eyebrows and said, "This was given to me by my grandparents just now, please put it away and give it to your real partner."

Inside is an emerald jade pendant, which is green and simple in color, especially when Grandma Lu mentioned that "it is only reserved for the eldest grandson and son-in-law", he absolutely cannot accept it.

But Lu Mingshen said: "If they give it to you, you accept it."

Cen Xing frowned: "But..."

Lu Mingshen said categorically: "There is no reason to take it back on the same day."

Cen Xing said resentfully: "You mean to pay it back when the contract is over?" Well, then he made a list and wrote down what should be refunded, without delay or arrears.

Lu Mingshen didn't speak.

The car was quiet for a while, and Cen Xing saw him looking out the window, and asked again: "Did Mrs. Lu ever put pressure on you?"

Frowning, Lu Mingshen warned: "I like to keep quiet in the car, don't ask about things that have nothing to do with you, don't cross the line."

Cen Xing: ...

As soon as the car stopped, Cen Xing got out of the car without saying a word, ran into the villa angrily, stood in front of the window watching Lu Mingshen's car drive away, crossed his hips, made a face at the glass, and squeezed his throat: "I am AI CEO Lu Mingshen, if I can help you, I can destroy you, tremble mortal..."

In the corner of the roof, the camera flickered.

The author has something to say:

1. Cen Xing: Angry, the kind that can't be coaxed well!

Lu Mingshen: I was wrong QAQ

2. Cen Xing: Am I a good learner?

Lu Mingshen: ...

Quote: "Pretty as a peach in three springs, clear as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns." - Cao Xueqin - "Dream of Red Mansions"