Wealthy Couple: Another Day of Pretence

【A marriage story of a wealthy, ruthless 'Mr. & Mrs. Smith' type couple】

【1v1, wealthy family arranged marriage, first married then love, wife-chasing】

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Chapter 30 Okay, do you and Shen Xiling actually like each other?

Chapter 30 Okay, do you and Shen Xiling actually like each other?

When two intelligent people run a loveless marriage, it will obviously be more successful than a loving one.

Because without emotional interference, both parties can sit down and discuss how to resolve all conflicts without worrying about whether there is favoritism.

Zhong Yan thought about it for half a month and came to the conclusion that it was to maintain the status quo. He had been blind before and really thought that Ji Tanyuan was a good-for-nothing. Now that he thought about it, from the beginning, Ji Tanyuan had not hidden her major, but she also did not clarify other people's misunderstandings.

So when Shuyun misunderstood her as a full-time housewife, she did not deny it.

Her status as the daughter-in-law of the Zhong family would allow her to smoothly enter the inner circle of Beijing's high-ranking officials. Just as she said, using this status to benefit the family was the correct way to use the marriage alliance.

Make the best use of resources.

Zhong Yan touched her face. She wasn't stupid, she had her own ideas, and she was quite clear-headed, but he wasn't very happy.

Zhong Yan went out and downstairs; the first floor had been restored to its original cleanliness.

The servant has left, the dog...

Zhong Yan frowned. "Where's the dog?"

He asked the housekeeper, and was told that Xi Qian was a dedicated property housekeeper hired separately.

Xi Qian replied, "This is the time to walk the dog every day."

"Approximately how long?"

“Puppy has a lot of energy, lasting about two or three hours.”

Zhong Yan chuckled. No wonder Ji Tanyuan was so calm just now, and she was worried that he would be exhausted in less than two hours.

Nishichi: "Should I prepare dinner for you and your wife?"

Zhong Yan: "No need, you can go home."

"Okay, then, puppy?"

Zhong Yan clicked his tongue. There's also a dog. It's not just the two of them anymore; there's a permanent guest now.

He rubbed his forehead. "Prepare dinner for the dog, then I'm off work."

Then he asked, "Where does that dog stay at night?"

Nishichi said, "I live with my wife."

Zhong Yan paused in rubbing his forehead, then looked up at the housekeeper: "What did you say? Where do you live? The master bedroom? In the bed?"

Xi Qian hesitated for a moment, "It's the master bedroom."

I don't know if they sleep in a bed or not.

They can't go into the master bedroom, so how could they know where to sleep?

However, seeing the increasingly grim expression on the male homeowner's face, Xi Qian quickly added, "Madam said that puppy feels insecure in a new place, and she will arrange accommodation for him after a few nights."

Just as he was satisfied, Zhong Yan was particularly easy to talk to.

“We’ll create a separate garden within the main garden and have a designer create a doghouse there. From now on, the puppy will only be able to move around on the first floor and in the yard.”

Xi Qian replied, "Okay, I will pass on the message."

Zhong Yan returned home around 2 or 3 pm, and Ji Tanyuan woke up at 6 pm.

She raised her hand, placed the back of it on her forehead, and sighed.

Male beauty is a curse; the work I planned to finish today will have to be postponed again.

She got up and went to get some water.

Zhong Yan is back, and she seems to feel a sense of relief.

It seems she doesn't have to directly confront the Zhong family. Her grandmother and mother-in-law are alright, but Zhong Fangqi, Zhong Shuqing, and Zhong Jing—these three generations of men are all involved in politics—are people she would be wary of.

It could really jeopardize her fundamental interests.

Ji Tanyuan held the water glass, took a sip, and felt a surge of anger within her.

Why is there a fire? It's not anger, nor is it passionate fire; it's just a nameless restlessness.

She strongly disliked this feeling.

I checked the drinking water dispenser; it was just purified water, not ice water.

Ji Tanyuan went downstairs to get some ice water, but instead saw Zhong Yan playing with his dog downstairs.

He squatted by the sofa, using a hair tie to fasten the dog's two big ears. The puppy wouldn't cooperate, shaking its head. The man, impatient, slapped the dog's head: "Behave yourself. You can sleep in my woman's bed, even if you're female, it's not allowed. And now you're putting on airs?"

Ji Tanyuan was speechless for a while.

She walked down the spiral staircase with a water glass in her hand. "She didn't have a bed; she slept on the carpet."

Zhong Yan looked up and saw Ji Tanyuan coming downstairs to pour water, dressed in a white silk camisole nightgown with her hair disheveled.

He looked around the island platform, then glanced down, as if searching for something.

"The spoon is in the small drawer next to the ice maker."

Upon hearing this, Ji Tanyuan paused for a moment, then opened a small drawer and took out an ice scoop.

I put a few ice cubes into the glass.

I felt a little better after drinking a glass of water.

She put down her cup and looked at the person and dog in the distance. "Isn't it cute?"

Zhong Yan: "In my eyes, they're no different from koi fish in a jar."

Ji Tanyuan pouted, "It's very clingy and sensible, probably because it's old, it's 5 years old."

"Moreover, they were laboratory dogs and their health wasn't very good. They would only destroy things when they couldn't release their energy."

Zhong Yan nodded, "I've already had a house built for it in the yard."

Ji Tanyuan frowned, "How can it stay in the hospital? Don't we have... an empty room next door?"

Finally, under Zhong Yan's gaze, the sound gradually faded away.

"Okay, it's fine in the yard too." She changed the subject.

Zhong Yan is a clean freak and prefers quiet, so she's not really suited to keeping a beagle.

...

At seven o'clock in the evening, the two went out. Ji Tanyuan was dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers, a refreshing outfit.

Her hair was loose and hung down her back.

The two got into the car. Zhong Yan changed to a BUGATTI Centodieci, all black, which looked like a swift and poised black panther in the dark night.

Ji Tanyuan: "I don't like Miss Shuyun, so let's not have her this time."

Zhong Yan started the car. "No."

"Can you tell me why you don't like her?"

Ji Tanyuan: "She is very hostile towards me. It's unreasonable for you to blame me when you didn't respond to her."

"Why is she putting on airs with me? I hate arguing, and I hate her too."

Zhong Yan: "...She's just a straightforward idiot; she won't cause any big trouble."

"But some people are whispering in her ear, trying to manipulate her. You don't need to pay attention to her. Even if I liked her, I would never marry you."

Just because Zhong Yan pretends not to see many things doesn't mean she can't see who has problems.

However, he can't be bothered to pay attention to anything that doesn't come to him.

Ji Tanyuan turned to look at Zhong Yan, who was driving and looking at the road ahead.

Ji Tanyuan felt that Zhong Yan was even more unfathomable after being gone for half a month.

Ji Tanyuan: "Aren't you going to ask me anything else?"

Zhong Yan: "I won't ask."

Ji Tanyuan already thought Zhong Yan was a rather unfathomable person, and now she understands him even less.

Ji Tanyuan: "Why don't you ask?"

Zhong Yan: "Ask me anything?"

Ji Tanyuan nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, do you and Shen Xiling like each other or not?"