Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The corner of Sheng Yize’s mouth twitched as he looked at the two women who were wrapped around each other and who had disgusted Bai Ye into throwing up.
An Xiaxia stuck out her tongue at Sheng Yize, then smiled cunningly and pretended to reach out to Bai Ye. “Why did you throw up? Are you not feeling well? Honey, do you think he’s sick?”
Waving her sleeves around, Su Xiaomo said in a cloying voice, “Honey, I have no idea. Well, the world can always use a little more love. How about we cure them with that?”
Retch —
Bai Ye only threw up even more violently.
“Alright! I’m leaving!” He left with a ghastly pale face.
“Hahaha —” An Xiaxia and Su Xiaomo cracked up as soon as he was gone.
Sheng Yize flicked Xiaxia’s forehead. “You naughty thing!”
“Teehee, but that worked really well. Don’t you think so?” An Xiaxia smiled sweetly and Su Xiaomo reminded her, “Hey, you lovebirds, I’m still here!”
Sheng Yize smiled, but said nothing.
“Who was that man, anyway?” An Xiaxia asked curiously.
“Not someone you want to be friends with. Steer clear of him.” Sheng Yize rubbed her head, then sent a message.
It was to Lan Yu.
The Bai and Lan families were sworn enemies and Sheng Yize wasn’t going to let Bai Ye leave town without a few fresh wounds!
“Hey, when is your wedding?” Su Xiaomo began to gossip.
Sheng Yize had booked the venue already, but the ceremony was postponed due to the epidemic.
“Around New Year, I think.” Sheng Yize chuckled. “I’m counting on your generous gift money.”
“You got it.”
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Sheng Yize went back to work, while Su Xiaomo dragged An Xiaxia to the gym.
An Xiaxia abhorred exercise. She whined, “Momo, why did you bring me here?”
“Why do you think? To get back in shape! You must look the best on your wedding day!” Su Xiaomo reasoned with her. “And what do we mean by looking good? To have fair skin and be fit! You’re fair enough, but not fit yet!”
“…” An Xiaxia was defeated. The gym consultant chimed in cheerfully, “That’s right. This lady here is absolutely right! Please have a look here and see which classes you want to enroll in…”
Su Xiaomo ticked the box next to yoga!
Hence began An Xiaxia’s miserable yoga classes…
After several hours of private classes, An Xiaxia was finally able to do the split with a twisted face.
Instead of showing her compassion, Su Xiaomo took a picture of her and posted it on her social media account.
That night when she got back home, An Xiaxia ran into Mr. Sheng’s arms, wailing, “I don’t want to go anymore…”
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After a very passionate night.
An Xiaxia woke up the following morning to find Sheng Yize looking pensive, his chin in his hand.
“I think yoga is a good choice for you.”
“Huh?”
“Good for our nighttime activities.” Sheng Yize gave her a knowing smile.
An Xiaxia immediately recalled the unspeakable pose last night…
Pffft…
“You can’t build your happiness on my misery!” An Xiaxia said indignantly.
Sheng Yize chuckled. “I’m just kidding. Don’t go if you don’t want to.”
An Xiaxia was touched. “You’re the best…”
Sheng Yize climbed out of bed, then fetched a bunch of files and handed them to An Xiaxia.
“There. Here’s everything I own and they’re all yours now.”
“What?”
An Xiaxia flipped open a random page and was shocked.
Shares, properties, funds, insurance…
“They’re mine?”
“They’re yours, Mrs. Sheng.”
