Chapter 90: The Brothel Style



It happened in the blink of an eye.

Nianwei dropped the empty dish in her hand, not caring about the sticky juice on her hands, and covered her daughter's mouth with her hands, her voice cracking with panic, "Ting, come on, take your sister to find the brothers and come back for dinner."

Five-year-old Yu Ting blinked and looked at her second aunt in a daze, her eyes clear and transparent.

Nianwei coughed awkwardly a few times and pretended to be calm, "Forget it, I'll take Jinghe with me!"

After saying that, she stood up and pulled the confused Song Jinghe out of the door. Before leaving, she did not forget to glare at Song Huaixi. "I wanted you to speak without restraint in front of the child, now it's done!"

Your six-year-old daughter just told you everything, see if you're embarrassed.

Song Huaixi touched his face and nose, his eyes dodging. They were busy too late yesterday, so their family simply did not go home and stayed directly at their parents' house.

This old house had been remodeled before, so the soundproofing was not very good. He heard the noise and said something casually, but he didn't expect that his daughter was not asleep at all and was just pretending to sleep!

You know, if the child is awake, he will never tell you even if you kill him.

Song Huaixi coughed lightly, and said to Song Huaiwen behind Ana Shen, changing the subject: “Playing chess with Dad is really boring, it’s better for you to do it, Old Four.”

Song Yuanzhou, who was caught in the crossfire: "!!!"

Shen Nanqing was guilty of her crime. The sound of the bed shaking last night suddenly exploded in Shen Nanqing's mind. She felt a ball of fire rising from the back of her neck, burning along her earlobes to the roots of her hair. She was so ashamed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into immediately.

Compared to Shen Nanqing's embarrassment, Song Huaiwen did not look too flustered. He smiled and said, "Second brother, playing chess is so boring. Why don't we go out and spar with each other? We two brothers haven't played against each other for a long time. Let me see if you, who are strong and healthy, have regressed."

Everyone present heard Song Huaiwen's last sentence, which was said with gritted teeth, and invisible smoke of gunpowder filled the air at this moment.

Song Yuanzhou was eager to watch the fun and added fuel to the fire, "So, the second brother has been sitting in the office all year round and has neglected exercise. Fourth brother, don't show mercy later. Let your brother remember this lesson. Let's see if he dares to say no to anything in the future."

Song Huaixi knew that he was no match for the fourth brother. Looking at his cold and hard look, he knew that he was trying to vent his anger for his wife, so he looked for help to his brother-in-law Yu Hong.

Yu Hong pursed his lips to hold back a smile, looked up at the ceiling, then looked down at the chessboard, but not at Song Huaixi.

There was no other way. He dared not offend either of his elder uncles or younger uncles. Besides, the master was still here, so he could do nothing to help.

As soon as the men left, Song Huaizhi smiled and called Shen Nanqing to come over to help, and asked about her job on the island, "I heard that you were assigned an accounting position. Can you handle it? Do you want to change it?"

Shen Nanqing had recovered from the jokes between the Song brothers. She comforted herself that we were all adults and would understand.

Besides, it’s quite comfortable!

"I can handle it." Shen Nanqing was not an accounting major, and she was quite worried at first. After returning home, she went to Shen's mother to make up for it. According to her mother, after taking up the post, the factory would arrange for old employees to guide her for a period of time, so there should be no problem.

No one mentioned what happened just now. They just chatted about family matters and the awkward atmosphere gradually dissipated.

After the whole family had lunch, Cao Peiyu went to the kitchen to cut a watermelon and brought it out.

There were so many people and things going on yesterday that Cao Peiyu didn’t even have time to introduce Shen Nanqing’s family properly.

At this time, everyone had eaten and drunk their fill and began to recognize their relatives.

Song Huaizhou is the head of the family, so he was absent today. Fan Lengyu felt a little embarrassed and apologized, "Your eldest brother has a special job, so he can't get away, so he didn't come."

She turned around and took out an exquisitely wrapped gift box and handed it to Ana Shen, “He didn’t come, but he picked this gift himself. I wish you and your fourth brother a long and happy marriage.”

"Sister-in-law, I understand. My eldest brother is also engaged in scientific research, and it is rare for him to see them once a year. They have really given too much for the country. As family members, we naturally understand and support them." Shen Nanqing took the gift and smiled, "Sister-in-law, can I open it now?"

Seeing that she really didn't mind, Fan Lengyu smiled and nodded, "Of course."

The gift was a fountain pen, which really fits Song Huaizhou's personality. The packaging was very practical and it was obvious that it was the work of his sister-in-law.

Afterwards, everyone introduced themselves formally and got to know each other. Shen Nanqing had already known from Song Huai that this was a tradition of the Song family.

When a new member is added to the family, each party will give each other a greeting gift. The gift is no longer expensive, but it is about friendship.

Shen Nanqing had already prepared all the gifts for the Song family, including gifts for men, women and old people.

After this, Shen Nanqing officially became a member of the Song family.

The next day after the wedding, Shen Nanqing woke up early when she returned home. Since she knew that the room was not soundproof and the bed was not firm, she wished she could sleep ten meters away from Song Huaiwen at night.

There's nothing we can do. This man is addicted to sex. Last night he even unbuttoned his shirt on purpose, exposing his chest muscles, looking like a prostitute.

Shen Nanqing naturally... took the bait.

Who can say no to Song Huaiwen, who has sword-like eyebrows, thin lips, thin waist and long legs!

It would be interesting to see an ascetic lose control!

Ana Shen held his face, her rosy lips falling on every place she liked, her slender fingers reaching into his open shirt, her fingertips lingering on his tight abdominal muscles, causing a low, hoarse groan to escape from his throat.

Song Huaiwen's face turned red because of Shen Nanqing's teasing. When he was about to take over, Shen Nanqing suddenly bit his lower lip cunningly and said with a sweet smile: "Not today!"

With her eyes moving around, she was as beautiful as a smart and seductive fox.

The fox lay down on the bed and said with a malicious smile: "The rest...figure it out yourself."

Cao Peiyu had already prepared everything for her parents' visit, including pork, lotus cake, Maotai liquor, cloth, and so on.

Shen Nanqing looked at the pile of things on the table and said, "Mom, is this too much?"

"No, your parents worked so hard to raise you, and now you're suddenly poached by our family. How sad you must be." Cao Peiyu carefully put the things into the net bag, saying as she put them in, "These little things are to let them know that you're living well in your husband's family, so that they can feel at ease."

Shen Nanqing stepped forward and hugged Cao Peiyu's hand, saying coquettishly: "I am so lucky. The parents I met here are both very good people."

Cao Peiyu smiled.

After a while, everything was packed up, but Song Huaiwen didn't come down.

Cao Peiyu looked displeased, "Huai Wen, why hasn't he come down yet? Why is he taking so long to attend such a big event like returning home today?"

After saying that, Cao Peiyu was about to go upstairs to look for someone.

"Mom, don't be angry, look, this is not coming down." Shen Nanqing said with a smile, and if you look closely, you can still hear her gloating.

Song Huaiwen went downstairs with a sullen face, his hair still wet and his whole body feeling cold.

Cao Peiyu was shocked when she saw the dark circles under his eyes. She frowned and said, "You were fine yesterday. Why are you like this today?"

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