Love after Marriage

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The stylist arrived home early on this weekend, and Wen Qian was forced to get up early. While doing the SPA, with her eyelids drooping, she chatted with Song Yu on the other end of the phone.

　　Song Yu sighed a thousand times that the life of rich people is so good. Stylists come to your door and you don't have to wait in a salon.

　　When will she be able to live such a luxurious life?

　　Wen Qian has lived like this since she was a child, and she doesn't think it's extravagant. "Isn't everyone like this?"

　　"Please stop it." Song Yu said, "Except for rich people like you, no one else is like this."

　　"Oh," Wen Qian sighed, "You guys must have had a hard time."

　　She was not just responding perfunctorily; she was speaking from her heart.

　　Song Yu understood her and knew that she was simple-minded and simple-minded, so she said angrily: "So, you and Shang Mo are definitely a match made in heaven."

　　"Princess and prince, you two are a perfect match."

　　If Wen Qian hadn't known that Song Yu had been her good sister for many years, she would have suspected that she was a lobbyist hired by Shang Mo.

　　"It's good for the princess to be beautiful alone." Wen Qian stroked her belly out of habit, and only withdrew her hand with relief after feeling the slight movement.

　　She said good morning to the baby silently.

　　I also told him that I was going to meet my father's relatives today, so he should be good.

　　Song Yubaba, "Why do you want to be alone? It's better to be with the richest man in Beijing. I never make mistakes when judging people. You will definitely live a very happy life after marriage."

　　"What if I'm not happy?" Wen Qian asked, "What should I do?"

　　"Absolutely not." Song Yu said, "Shang Mo will definitely make you happy."

　　"Why are you so sure?" Wen Qian asked curiously.

　　"Because there's words carved on his face."

　　"Hmm? What word?"

　　"A good family man."

　　"..."

　　Wen Qian teased, "There are words engraved on it? Then I have to take a closer look."

　　Song Yu: "Yes, you have to look carefully, but be careful not to take it to heart."

　　Wen Qian was silent for a few seconds before she reacted and said coquettishly, "Song Yu, you are making fun of me."

　　Song Yu said happily: "How dare I make fun of the little princess? I'm happy for you."

　　Changing the subject, Song Yu asked, "Hey, have you heard about Zhou Yue recently?"

　　"Isn't she sick and in the hospital?" Wen Qian asked.

　　"I heard she was discharged from the hospital." Song Yu reminded, "She has mental problems now. If you see her, remember to ignore her."

　　"What can she do to me?"

　　"That's hard to say." Song Yu pursed her lips and lowered her voice, "People outside say that her family is like this because of your husband. I'm afraid she will take revenge on you."

　　"She doesn't dare."

　　"Still have to be careful."

　　The next second, Wen Qian sighed, "What did you just say about Shang Mo being me?"