After cheating into marriage, the perverse and evil young man turns into a wife slave in seconds

In the next few days, Yu Zhiyi would accompany his grandfather to do morning exercises in the yard as soon as he got up in the morning, eat breakfast, and occasionally play chess with him.

In my free time, I would accompany my aunt in acting and discuss my skin care and beauty tips; I would also sneak out with my cousin to go for a ride on his motorcycle or go to the music bar he opened with his friends to listen to his new songs. …

There is also a part of the time where I hide in my room and secretly talk to Xie Youshi on the phone or via video.

Live a happy and fulfilling life.

Soon it was grandpa’s birthday.

Because the old man doesn't like high-profile events, his birthday is as usual. At noon, he entertains some uncles and brothers of the same clan at a hotel outside, as well as some of the old man's close friends.

In the evening, the family is at home, having dinner quietly.

Yu Nanfeng returned to Tancheng the day before.

By convention.

In the morning, the three younger members of the family had to serve tea to the old man, say blessings and give birthday gifts.

Mr. Jiang has two major hobbies in his life.

One is that he likes calligraphy and painting, and the other is that he loves chess.

What Yu Nanfeng gave to the old man was a collection of authentic cursive scripts by a great calligrapher of the Han Dynasty.

Coincidentally, what Yu Zhiyi sent was a landscape painting from the Tang Dynasty.

It took Yu Zhiyi nearly half a year to convince the collector who originally collected the painting to buy this painting from him.

Seeing how much her grandfather loved it, she felt that no matter how much thought and money she spent, it was all worth it.

As for Jiang Yuechi, the gift was a birthday song specially composed for the old man, which he wrote and composed himself.

The copyright has also been registered, and the name of the song is - "Ode to Jiang Taigong"

The tune is the style that the old man likes in his generation.

It can be seen that he put a lot of thought into creating it, and the old man was very happy to hear it.

Listening to the festive and melodious tune, Yu Zhiyi couldn't help but give Jiang Yuechi a thumbs up.

Even Jiang Penghai, who had always scorned his music, rarely looked at him favorably.

Near noon, the family went to the reserved hotel for dinner.

In fact, there are not many people in the Jiang family's branch. Including some of the old man's old friends, there are only three tables in total.

After the luncheon, the Jiang family members left one after another, while the old man and his old friends went to the lounge next to them to chat.

It looks like he won't be going home so soon.

Jiang Penghai and Lu Mingxue had to stay and greet the old man's old friends.

Jiang Yuechi, on the other hand, shouted that he was going to his friend's cake shop to make a cake for the old man himself.

However, Young Master Jiang didn't know anything about cooking and had to drag Yu Nanfeng, who was more familiar with the kitchen, to help. Yu Zhiyi was bored staying here alone, so he followed him.

So all afternoon, the three of them stayed in the cake shop making cakes.

It wasn't until nearly five o'clock in the afternoon that the three of them took the cake home.

Jiang Yuechi walked in front carrying a three-layer cake. He turned back to Yu Nanfeng happily and said, "Nanfeng, it's a good thing you're here. Otherwise, I might not be able to come back until night."

"It's only his credit, what about me?"

Yu Zhiyi raised her delicate white hands and waved them in front of him with a look of dissatisfaction, asking for credit: "I'm almost useless at making noodles, and I don't see you praising me."

"Yes, yes, there is also our little Zhiyi, who has the greatest credit." Jiang Yuechi smiled and raised his hand to touch her head, "I will cut the cake for you tonight with the largest piece."

"That won't work. The biggest one must be cut off to grandpa."

"Well, you're right, then... give us the second most thoughtful one."

The two were talking, and Yu Nanfeng took the lead to step forward and open the door to let them in.

After entering the house, the servant took the cake from Jiang Yuechi, and the three of them walked to the living room together.

Before he even got closer, Yu Zhiyi noticed Jiang Penghai sitting on the sofa with a dark face and an unhappy look on his face.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

After Yu Zhiyi finished speaking, Jiang Penghai looked up and was about to open his mouth to speak when a humble and polite voice came from the small hall beside him:

"In the end, it is Mr. Jiang who is so good at chess that I, the younger generation, feel defeated."

The familiar voice made Yu Zhiyi's heart tremble suddenly. She quickly turned her head and looked towards the small hall where her grandfather used to play chess games.

Thank you for your time?

For a moment, Yu Zhiyi thought he was hallucinating.

Why did Xie Youshi show up at Jiang's house?

And he's not just showing up at Jiang's house, he's sitting in the small hall playing chess with his grandfather.

This……

"Haha, young man, your chess skills are also very good." Mr. Jiang laughed heartily, obviously very happy, "I haven't met such a powerful opponent for a long time. I'm so happy, this chess game is so good." So happy."

When he looked at Xie You, he even felt like he had found a confidant.

Yu Zhiyi looked at the scene in front of him and was so dumbfounded that he forgot to react.

Yu Nanfeng, who was standing behind her, had the same complexion as Jiang Penghai, as dark as the bottom of a pot.

On the other hand, it was Jiang Yuechi. It was rare to see an old man praise a young man so much. He couldn't help but walked over with a curious look on his face, "Grandpa, who is this?"

"Oh, this is Mr. Xie from Yancheng. He came to visit you today to discuss business with your father."

After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he looked at Xie You, pointed at Yu Zhiyi and the other three, and introduced, "Mr. Xie, these are my children."

"Hi, my name is Jiang Yuechi." Jiang Yuechi waved his hand towards Xie Youshi and greeted him warmly.

When he thanked you, he stood up and nodded, "Hello, Master Jiang."

Jiang Yuechi was used to being casual and didn't like others calling him young master.

"You can just call me Yuechi. Oh, these two are my younger brothers and sisters, Yu Nanfeng and Yu Zhiyi."

Following Jiang Yuechi's introduction, Xie Youshi looked at Yu Zhiyi with a smile in his eyes, "Hello, Miss Yu."

Yu Zhiyi seemed to have come back to his senses just now, feeling so guilty that his voice stuttered: "Hello, thank you... sir."

Then, Xie Youshi looked at Yu Nanfeng behind her, and their eyes met. Before he could speak, Yu Nanfeng turned around and walked to the sofa with a cold face. Like Jiang Penghai, he sat with a straight face, showing no intention of talking to him.

Xie Youshi's expression froze for a moment, but the corners of his lips still curled into a smile.

Although his brother-in-law gave him a cold face, he did not reveal his identity on the spot.

It’s a face-saving gesture.

Mr. Jiang and Jiang Yuechi, one has withdrawn from the business world, and the other never likes to get involved in the business world. In addition, Xie Youshi is not from Tancheng, so the two of them do not know the details of Xie Youshi.

He really regarded him as a businessman who came to seek cooperation with the Jiang family.

Therefore, they, the old and the young, could not see the undercurrent among the other people in the hall.

Xie You pretended to raise his hand and glanced at his watch, then turned to Mr. Jiang and said, "It's getting late, so I won't disturb you and your family's dinner time, so I'll take my leave now."

Mr. Jiang immediately stood up and said, "Since it's dinner time, Mr. Xie, please stay and eat together."

He thanked you politely and declined, "How can this be so embarrassing?"

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Today is my grandpa's birthday. He is the birthday boy. He has already spoken, so you can stay." Jiang Yuechi saw that his grandpa was happy and helped him stay.

"Hey, today is the old man's birthday? Then tonight is a family banquet. It would be inappropriate for me to stay..." Xie Youshi looked embarrassed.

"Yes, it is indeed quite inappropriate. Mr. Xie, please come back."

Yu Nanfeng's cold and faint words came from the other side of the sofa.