"...the couple went home arm in arm, and they seemed to have an even better relationship than when they first got married. But then again, Shen Baolan has lost a lot of weight, and is about the same size as you are now, with a waist this thin."

Feng Huiying said this and made a circular gesture.

Shen Mingzhu could hardly help being surprised when she learned that Shen Baolan had lost so much weight in just one month.

Her first reaction was, could it be that Shen Baolan was exposed?

It would be interesting if a time traveler like her really came.

…

night.

Shen Baolan lay on the bed contentedly, looking at Zhou Shuhuan who was also panting beside her, and the heavy stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

Since Zhou Shuhuan is willing to have sex with her, he will definitely not divorce her.

With any luck, she might get pregnant next month, and then her position as the daughter-in-law of the Zhou family would be completely secured.

In a few years, Zhou Shuhuan's business became prosperous, and she became a rich lady, and she was able to completely trample Shen Mingzhu under her feet.

The more Shen Baolan thought about it, the more beautiful it became. She leaned into Zhou Shuhuan's arms like a little woman and said gently, "Shuhuan, I will definitely give you a big fat boy."

Zhou Shuhuan held her in his arms without saying anything, but from his expression one could tell that he was in a good mood.

Shen Baolan looked at his face, and suddenly something came to her mind, "Shuhuan, why don't you go into business? Only by doing business can you make a fortune. You have the ability to do it, really, believe me."

"My mother told me that I am destined to be a lucky wife. My husband will be prosperous and become a multi-millionaire. Even Shen Mingzhu can open a factory. You are much better than her. You will definitely make a lot of money."

Zhou Shuhuan didn't take Shen Baolan's words to heart. He thought she was joking and instead started talking about Shen Mingzhu's marriage.

Shen Baolan curled her lips when she heard this. "She's really quick to find a boyfriend so quickly. What does the guy do? How old is he? He can't be an old man, right?"

Shen Baolan subconsciously believed that Pei Yang was dead just as she had dreamed, and Shen Mingzhu was going to remarry.

Zhou Shuhuan had no idea what she was thinking. He thought that her old problem had come back and she started talking nonsense again. He immediately became furious.

"Brother Yang is back. If you dare to say anything more about the gossip between him and Shen Mingzhu, we'll just have to part ways with him!"

Shen Baolan was stunned. "What did you say? Pei Yang is back? He's not dead?"

Zhou Shuhuan was so angry that he didn't want to say anything. He put on his clothes with a cold face and went out.

Shen Baolan sat on the bed in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Pei Yang is not dead?

Pei Yang is not dead!? Doesn't that mean Zhou Shuhuan can't become a rich man? And she can't become a rich wife? ...

After Zhou Shuhuan went out, he found a quiet place to smoke, feeling very upset.

The change in Shen Baolan's image had originally made him happy and excited, but just now, Shen Baolan's outspokenness had made him suddenly realize that no matter how good or bad Shen Baolan's appearance was, it could not change her nagging, vulgar and crude nature.

Why can't she be like Shen Mingzhu and be a good wife and mother?

…

Early the next morning, Shen Baolan sent Zhou Hao to kindergarten.

When she got downstairs, she was not in a hurry to leave, but deliberately lingered while chatting with others.

After a while, Shen Mingzhu was seen leading Pei Ziheng towards the gate of Building No. 5.

And who else could the tall man walking behind the mother and son be but Pei Yang? Seeing that Pei Yang was really still alive, Shen Baolan's heart instantly turned cold.

It's over. Zhou Shuhuan can't become a rich man, and she can't be a rich wife.

Outsiders had no idea of ​​Shen Baolan's mental activities. They only saw her staring at Pei Yang in a daze, and thought she was infatuated with him again, and could not help but secretly despise her.

As soon as Shen Mingzhu walked out of the apartment building, she saw Shen Baolan. Her rose-red skirt was really eye-catching.

As Feng Huiying said, Shen Baolan had changed a lot. She was about 1.6768 meters tall and weighed about 100 kilograms.

Pei Yang was also shocked by Shen Baolan's change and couldn't help but look at her several times.

When he left, Shen Baolan was as fat as a pig, but now she has become as thin as a stick.

Shen Baolan was quite distraught about the fact that Pei Yang was still alive, but when she saw Pei Yang looking at her, she couldn't help but feel amorous and thought that Pei Yang was also fascinated by her beauty.

After all, she is slim and pretty now, while Shen Mingzhu is living a rough life.

Now if she and Shen Mingzhu were put together and Pei Yang were asked to choose, he might not know who he would choose.

With a sense of self-satisfaction, Shen Baolan took the initiative to greet Pei Yang: "Pei Yang, when did you come back?"

Just when she was confident that Pei Yang would stop and talk to her, Pei Yang walked right past her with his two-meter-long legs, treating her as air.

However, when Shen Mingzhu passed by Shen Baolan, she glanced at her with a smile.

It has become a habit and instinct for Shen Baolan to compete with Shen Mingzhu. As soon as she sees Shen Mingzhu looking at her, she immediately tightens her stomach and straightens her chest.

Shen Mingzhu could conclude from Shen Baolan's expression and behavior that the Shen Baolan in front of her was still the original Shen Baolan and had not traveled through time.

…

Pei Yang couldn't help but complain to Shen Mingzhu after he walked out of the family compound, "Is there something wrong with Shuhuan's wife? Why does she keep staring at me?"

Shen Mingzhu teased, "I like you."

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"Don't tell ghost stories so early in the morning. They're too damn scary."

Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes at the man, but in her heart she admired Shen Baolan very much.

He is simply an invincible cockroach.

Every time I thought I was killed, I would be revived with full health not long after.

But on second thought, the other party is, after all, the big winner in life in the book, so it's not surprising that he has some skills.

…

In the blink of an eye, it was the wedding day.

Before dawn, the Pei family's house was brightly lit.

I don't know where Pei Wenping got a bunch of female relatives from, including Feng Huiying and several women from the family compound. More than a dozen people gathered in her bedroom, chattering, making Shen Mingzhu's head hurt.

Everyone enthusiastically wanted to help her with her hair and makeup, but Shen Mingzhu declined.

She could tolerate everything else except makeup and hair, which she had to do herself. She also had to take family and wedding photos later, and she didn't want to leave behind regrets and shadows for the rest of her life.

Shen Mingzhu put on a Korean bridal makeup.

There is plenty of light during the day, and I'm wearing a white wedding dress, so the thin and elegant Korean makeup is just right.

After putting on makeup, Shen Mingzhu started combing her hair.

She had a round and full forehead, which looked good with a middle-parted hairstyle, a low bun at the back of her head, a pearl headband she made herself, and a veil to complete the look.

"The bride is coming out!"

Following Pei Wenping's reminder, the men in the living room, led by Pei Yang, all turned their heads and looked at her.

Shen Mingzhu was not someone who had never seen such a big deal, but she still felt uncomfortable being stared at by a group of men for a moment, and a slight flush appeared on her cheeks.

Pei Yang strode up to her, his fiery and deep eyes seemed to suck her in completely.

"Wife, you are so beautiful."

"Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss!"

There were noises of booing all around, and Shen Mingzhu's slightly hot cheeks suddenly became burning hot.

…

A dark green jeep was parked quietly opposite the gate of the family compound.

Yan Yi sat in the passenger seat, his thin single eyelids slightly drooping, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Ning Yuan sat in the driver's seat with one arm resting on the car window, looking lazy.

“It’s out.”

Yan Yi turned his head and looked towards the gate of the staff quarters.

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