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The warm golden light of autumn shines in through the glass window, and the porcelain-white skin looks whiter and more delicate under the pale golden sunlight. The fine eyelashes tremble, and a pair of obsidian-like eyes slowly open.

Yi Cheng looked at the empty bed next to him, and didn't get up in a hurry, but rolled over while hugging the quilt, and rubbed the soft pillow.

At this time, Sheng Xinglan must have gone to work.

Hey, such a beautiful day...

"woke up?"

A low, hoarse and indifferent male voice suddenly sounded, and Yi Cheng's hand holding the quilt was tightened, and the sleepiness and laziness that had just been thick were gone.He slowly raised his head, and met the eyes of the man who had just left the bathroom for a short time.

Sheng Xinglan seemed to have just taken a shower, her soft black hair was attached to her forehead, and the tips of her hair were stained with wet drops of water. The white shirt was tightly attached to her body, and a small piece of skin and delicate collarbone were exposed at the neckline.

Coupled with that cold and dull expression, the whole person looks cold and cool.

Hey, although this scumbag is quite impersonal in the book, there is absolutely nothing to say about his good looks.

"When you wake up, get up and have breakfast." Sheng Xinglan felt a little uncomfortable when he noticed Yi Cheng's focused gaze.He walked to the closet and took out a black suit jacket, turned his back and said, "Go to the old house at nine o'clock."

"The old house of the Sheng family?"

Yi Cheng couldn't help asking.

"Yeah." Sheng Xinglan turned around and buttoned up her buttons meticulously, "Mother wants to see us."

Yi Cheng was stunned for a moment, and naturally thought of the gentle and amiable Mrs. Sheng. Speaking of which, Mrs. Sheng gave him the comfortable life of that month.

After Sheng Xinglan was fully dressed, she left the bedroom.

Yi Cheng glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed, it was 07:30.Sighing deeply, he unhurriedly got up, washed and dressed.

After breakfast, the two got into the car sent by the Sheng family together. They were obviously newlyweds, but the seats were separated by a full person.

The driver kept these in mind and turned around to concentrate on driving.

Yi Cheng was so thoughtful that he didn't realize anything. He leaned against the window and looked at the scenery outside the car leisurely, while Sheng Xinglan worked hard with his laptop, which fits perfectly with the persona of "Workaholic" and "Working Machine".

The low-key black car passed through the bustling avenues and arrived at the entrance of the Sheng family's ancestral house.

Mrs. Sheng and a group of servants stood at the door looking forward to it, and as soon as they saw the familiar vehicle appeared, they couldn't wait to walk over.

After the two got off the car, they immediately received a warm hug, "Chengcheng, Xiaolan, welcome home."

Although Mrs. Sheng is nearly fifty years old, she looks young due to her well-maintained care. She looks only in her 30s. There is a gentle smile on her beautiful face, and only the fine lines around her eyes reveal the traces of time.

Sheng Xinglan said, "How long have you been waiting here?"

"It didn't take long. I waited for a long time after the driver left." Mrs. Sheng said, changing the subject, "Okay, the sun is so bright, let's talk in the living room."

After speaking, she took the initiative to walk around in front of Yi Cheng, and pulled him forward.

She glanced at the dull and boring son behind her, and asked in a low voice, "Have you had a good time with Xiao Lan these two days?"

Yi Cheng said, "It's pretty good."

To be honest, apart from being scared on the first night and getting angry last night, these two days have been very comfortable.

"Really?" Mrs. Sheng asked suspiciously, and then said, "I know Xiaolan's temperament very well. He must have never smiled at you."

"..." Not really.

However, the sub-personality Sheng Xinglan laughed more than once.

Looking at his expression, Mrs. Sheng knew that she had guessed right.

When Yi Cheng was asked to marry Sheng Xinglan, it was an agreement between the two families, and it was to stabilize Sheng Xinglan's condition.

Everyone's requirements and needs were considered, except for Yi Cheng.

Sheng Xinglan's temperament, unknown to everyone in the upper class, is a robot suffering from emotional deficiency. This marriage between him and Yi Cheng is doomed to be in name only.

Father Sheng felt ashamed, and Mrs. Sheng wanted to make up for Yi Cheng.

Even if the two may divorce in two years, the Sheng family will try their best to take care of Yi Cheng's life.

She said seriously: "If you and Xinglan are unhappy, you can go home and live here. This is your other home."

As for the Shen family, don't think she didn't find out.

That family, and even everyone from top to bottom, used Yi Cheng to treat him as a tool.

Yi Cheng's heart warmed up, and then she nodded.

"Thank you, I remember."

Mrs. Sheng said, "Then what should you call me now?"

The topic changed too quickly, Yi Cheng was slightly taken aback, "Huh?"

"You and Xiao Lan have both received the certificate, don't you know what to call me?"

Yi Cheng blushed, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Mom."

"Hey." Mrs. Sheng responded with a smile.

Sheng Xinglan followed behind him not too far away, looking at the two people in front of him talking and laughing at Yan Yan, there seemed to be a little bit of imperceptible warmth in his usually cold brows.

Gossiping like this, the group finally arrived at the living room.

Mrs. Sheng took Yi Cheng's hand and sat on the sofa, casually ordered a servant to bring fruit refreshments, and said expectantly, "How many days do you plan to stay when you come back this time?"

how many days?

Yi Cheng was stunned, subconsciously went to look at Sheng Xinglan, waiting for his answer.

Sheng Xinglan received Yi Cheng's gaze, and said calmly, "Do as you want."

Mrs. Sheng laughed immediately, and the joy in her eyes could not be stopped, "It's still my son who understands me."

However, Mrs. Sheng didn't dare to keep the two of them for too long. One was Sheng Xinglan's work character, and the other was that she was concerned about Mrs. Sheng who lived in Xiyuan.

Although Mrs. Sheng was the one who proposed Yi Cheng to marry into the Sheng family, but judging from her attitude, it seemed that she didn't like Yi Cheng who was in the entertainment industry very much.

After careful consideration, Mrs. Sheng said, "Then let's stay for three days."

Yi Cheng has no objection.

Although he wanted to go back to that home more in his heart.

Sheng Xinglan left early and returned late, almost no one cared about him, so he was very comfortable.

Sheng Xinglan stood up and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go to the company first."

"Why do you go to the company all day?" Mrs. Sheng actually didn't understand why her son liked working so much.

As if in his world, there is nothing but work.

"Because I am the CEO of the company." Sheng Xinglan's answer was stern, "I must be responsible to the employees under my name."

"...Your father is also in the company, so he won't be busy with you for the time being." Mrs. Sheng said, "You have other tasks today."

Sheng Xinglan: "?"

"I'm going to take Chengcheng to buy some clothes in the afternoon, you can go with me."

Yi Cheng was shocked: "Buy, buy clothes?"

Sheng Xinglan said coldly: "I'm not very good at buying clothes."

Mrs. Sheng stared at him and said, "I don't need you to be good at it, you just need to pick out the clothes that you think look good."

Sheng Xinglan still frowned.

It seemed that she didn't understand the significance of Mrs. Sheng's move.

Yi Cheng looked at Sheng Xinglan's expression, his heart beating like a drum, and he said with difficulty: "Mom, I can go about the clothes myself."

Just kidding, it's not that he thinks he has a long life, so how dare he let Slag Gong accompany him to go shopping.

In these two years, all he needs to do is play his well-behaved persona, treat Slag Gong with respect as a guest, and love each other.

"Chengcheng." Madam Sheng said seriously: "You are husband and wife now, as a husband, he has an obligation to accompany you."

"What's more——" Mrs. Sheng deliberately paused, and then glanced meaningfully at the man with a calm expression, "Didn't a certain person always have a sense of responsibility yesterday? Why did he shrink back today?"

Sheng Xinglan's eyes changed, and then he immediately returned to normal.

He whispered: "I promise."

Madam Sheng raised her mouth, "That's right."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yi Cheng with a sluggish face, and left the living room with a smile on his mouth, leaving this rare opportunity to be alone with the two of them.

……

Time was silent, and Yi Cheng felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Sheng Xinglan seemed to see Yi Cheng's nervousness and embarrassment, so he took the initiative to say, "We only set off in the afternoon. If you didn't get enough sleep in the morning, you can go up and take a rest."

When Yi Cheng heard this, he immediately stood up.

A soldier who seems to have received orders from his superiors.

Seeing this, Sheng Xinglan had a subtle smile in his eyes, but it was quickly hidden by him, "I will call you when I have lunch."

Yi Cheng frailly said thank you, he acted like a shy little daughter-in-law, and when he turned his back, another expression appeared on his face.

——Heart as dead ashes.

— scratching my heart and lungs.