So Qing Huan inexplicably became the so-called "married woman". Chen Leng could see that she was resisting, so he didn't touch her. They both slept separately at night. Qing Huan felt that this person was good-looking and capable, but he just couldn't understand people's words. She made a phone call to Xie Yiyi, and didn't say anything about her encounter with a patient with a severe second illness, she just said that something happened, and she would tell her when they met again, and told her to find someone to accompany her if she was afraid. Xie Yiyi believed her very much and didn't ask anything.
Chen Leng doesn't go to work often, and spends most of his time eating, drinking and having fun. Of course, I don't like it very well. In fact, he is a very elegant man, and he is very particular about everything. When Qing Huan woke up the next morning, before he had time to wash up, he was stunned by the group of people in front of him. After asking, I found out that Chen Leng had brought her a team that was responsible for her skin care and maintenance. The dressing table in the room was quickly piled up with all kinds of bottles and cans, seeing that Qing Huan's head grew bigger.
Her beauty doesn't need these things at all, if she wants to make up, wouldn't she just snap her fingers? And she doesn't like the products produced by the modern world. Look at that posture, it seems that she doesn't even have to brush her teeth by herself.
In addition to this, there are more exaggerated. Not a star, but also has an exclusive styling team, and an etiquette teacher, a tea ceremony teacher, a piano teacher... Qing Huan is almost suffocating. She really likes to learn, but she doesn't like being pushed to the shelves. If she wanted to change, that was her own business. Did Chen Leng think he was playing with a doll
Besides, the time of her existence can no longer be measured by numbers. What hasn't she enjoyed or done? Even if there were a hundred of these so-called teachers who corrected her etiquette and taught her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it would be hard to beat her.
So what is Chen Leng going to do? The so-called "marriage" does not come from mutual consent. After forcing her, he has to change her according to what he wants. Living a luxurious life, Xie Yiyi even thought about committing suicide.
Qing Huan still knows that these so-called high-end teams and teachers criticize Xie Yiyi as useless. Even though Xie Yiyi has been studying hard, they still feel that she is not worthy of the young master, and that Xie Yiyi is mediocre and ignorant. Look down on her. Even though she was employed by others, she still dared to show disdain on her face, surely Xie Yiyi was timid, right
Xie Yiyi and Chen Leng had been married for less than two years, and they looked like two different people. They were prettier, but they became more taciturn.
It is better to resist.
Qing Huan sat lazily on the bed, and Ji Guang licked her fingers affectionately. When her skin care team arranged the pile of bottles and cans, and the styling team hung up the cloakroom, Qing Huan took a look. , oh, there are quite a lot of clothes, she likes this. Although she is not human, she is also beautiful.
It's just that it's impossible for her to sit obediently in front of the mirror and let them manipulate her, and Qing Huan is not a fool. The charming woman who is the leader of the so-called skin care team looked at her with fire in her eyes, obviously jealous, probably I hate her for falling into Chen Leng's eyes, and for becoming the Mrs. Chen that everyone robs her of!
The etiquette teacher stood aside and looked at her all the time. Seeing that Qing Huan was lying on the bed, still looking at ease, he said, "Ma'am, your demeanor is very bad now, please sit up immediately and put your hands on your knees." .”
In fact, although Qing Huan is casual, she is still elegant and willful, and even her movements are still noble. But it was different from the template in the etiquette teacher's mind, so she had to correct it.
Ji Guang meowed, thinking, my master, the empress dowager, has never been the savior of the world. Naturally, etiquette is first-class and impeccable. No matter what you are, you dare to criticize the master.
Turning his head to show his sharp teeth to the etiquette teacher. The etiquette teacher was obviously taken aback, and quickly said, "The young master doesn't like cats, cats and dogs. Ma'am, please hand over the cat. I can send it to the pet center, or find it for adoption."
That tone and attitude, where there is no respect for Qing Huan as his wife, they are speaking in a tone of kindness. In the view of this etiquette teacher, Qing Huan's being able to marry the young master is a blessing in eight lifetimes. Of course, she should unconditionally obey their arrangement in order to please the young master.
These women all think so, they feel that Qing Huan is not even worthy of their teaching!
Qing Huan gave her a cold look, and she was only wearing a silk pajamas of good texture - in fact, she didn't like the color of the pajamas, but she still wore them. Seeing the master's expression at the moment, Ji Guang let out a weak meow, and covered his eyes with his two cute claws, not daring to look, oh oh oh the master is going to make a move.
"This... etiquette teacher, right? A part of your spine hasn't grown well, so whenever you try to look at people with your head up and your nostrils, it's very rude, like an ape. The dress you're wearing today looks good Yes, but the hem of a real lady's skirt is pressed when she walks. I saw your ankle when you stood up just now. Also, don't show your teeth when you smile. Your teeth may be a little crooked. So you crook your mouth every time you smile, I suggest you go for a good checkup, maybe you have a wisdom tooth that needs to be pulled out."
It's rare for her to say so much at once, but when she speaks, her tone is very soft.
The etiquette teacher was completely stunned by what she said. She is a very famous teacher. Many wealthy families in the upper class are vying to invite her to train their daughters or daughters-in-law, but this woman dares—she hates it She glared at Qing Huan, and originally wanted to hold back, but Qing Huan said again: "Don't be angry, you look very mean when you get angry with your nostrils fluttering, I don't think you are suitable for an etiquette teacher, you are suitable for acupuncture."
The etiquette teacher ran away in tears.
Qing Huan looked forward to the skin care team who had already prepared a lot of skin care products such as essence, eye cream and lotion. As the saying goes, to capture a thief, you must first capture the king. She directly said to the head of the woman who was about 30 years old: "Are you forty years old?"
"What?!" The woman who thought she was well maintained screamed, "Others say I only look thirty years old! And I'm only thirty-five this year!"
"Skin care products can't make you rejuvenate, let alone make you younger, but it's just to keep you in the best condition. Don't you notice that you have wrinkles on your face? Although your makeup is very Thick, but I can still see it. If you look in the mirror, you will find that your eyeballs are very cloudy, usually you only pay attention to eyelids, not the whites of your eyes?"
The woman stared at Qing Huan, and found that Qing Huan's eyes were bright and energetic, black and white were distinct and very clean. Then he looked at Qing Huan's skin with very critical eyes. It was breakable, smooth as fat, and more delicate than a baby's skin. What kind of maintenance was needed
Finally, Qing Huan turned to look at the styling team holding a black floor-length skirt in their hands: "You should lose weight, enlarge your breasts and refine your muscle tightness in an instant, so that the clothes look good. Don't wear short skirts with O-shaped legs Well, it looks like a slingshot."
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They scattered.
Qing Huan picked out a cheongsam from the cloakroom and put it on. She herself is an ancient person. Any retro clothes with a taste that others can't wear, when it comes to her, it seems to be tailor-made for her.
After everything was settled, she tied up her long hair in a bun, with two coquettish locks hanging down her cheeks, and went out with Ji Guang in her arms.
The servant at the door took her to the dining room. It was a long way from the bedroom to the dining room... There were many bodyguards and servants along the way, and Qing Huan kept her eyes on her. Her curvy figure and noble and elegant figure seemed to have stepped out of a painting. generally.
In terms of beauty, who did she lose to
At this moment, Chen Leng was sitting in the main seat and reading the newspaper. When he saw Qing Huan coming, he motioned for her to sit down, and the butler immediately ordered breakfast to be served. The long dining table was filled with food in an instant, and Qing Huan casually asked the servant next to him to serve a bowl of rose porridge.
Chen Leng folded the newspaper and lifted it lightly, and the butler quickly took it. Chen Leng looked at Qing Huan, and said in a flat voice, "You drove away all the people I ordered to take care of you."
"I didn't drive them away, they left by themselves." Qing Huan didn't even look at Chen Leng, but heard him say: "You shouldn't do this, after serving and teaching them, you can become a qualified Mrs. Chen. "
"Oh, is that so?" Qing Huan pushed away the bowl of moderately warm porridge in front of him, and under the dumbfounded servants and bodyguards around him, walked up to Chen Leng in front of them, stretched out her arms, and hugged Chen Leng from behind. He necked his neck and asked in a soft voice: "Then what do you think is wrong with me? I need them to teach me? Am I not as beautiful as them, or do I not know as much as them? Are you marrying me to be a wife or a doll?" If it's the latter, why not sign the divorce agreement now."
Chen Leng was absent for a few seconds. Indeed, in terms of beauty and temperament, no one has won her. When I saw her for the first time yesterday morning, she was as untainted as a fairy. "I have read your profile, you have no higher education."
"Oh, so what?" Qing Huan began to feel that Chen Leng's personality was interesting, and he looked noble and indifferent, but he was actually a rigid man. "If you want me to get a doctorate, will flowers grow on my head? If you really want a highly educated wife, you don't have to choose me. Since you have chosen me, don't try to change me."
It was the first time in Chen Leng's life that he met such a person who dared to reject him, neglected him, didn't like him and didn't want to get close to him, and even expressed boredom and disapproval of his overtures and arrangements. He couldn't understand Qing Huan: "So, don't you want to learn anything?"
"You don't care about me. I can do whatever I like. If you don't have so many people around me, it will look annoying."
At this time, Qing Huan hooked her fingers, and Ji Guang, who had been sitting on the table, came happily stepping on the small pad.