Marry a traitor

Chapter 7 Girl
  "Is the original phase's skills not as skilled as Xie Yan's?"

Wang Wan shook his head.

Originally intending to listen to what he said against his will, Shen Yu saw a hint of sincerity in Wang Wan's eyes.

Are you really drunk?

Shen Yu raised his hand to gently twist the woman's smooth and soft chin, and the delicate skin could be broken by the blow.

Thinking of such a stunningly beautiful woman getting along with that piece of shit like Xie Yan, the strength in his hand became a little stronger.

Wang Wan suddenly felt the pain and forcefully shook off the man's grasp. When he heard Xie Yan, Wang Wan's heart skipped a beat, and Shen Yu became angry.

If a man takes the initiative to compete with another man, Xiang Shen will either be angry or jealous.

Wang Wan no longer had Xie Yan in her heart, but Lord Shen probably felt that she still had someone else in her heart.

Before Wang Wan could clarify his relationship with Xie Yan, Shen Yu loosened his pockets and shouted impatiently.

"Yingying."

As soon as Shen Yu finished speaking, Huang Yingying walked out calmly.

In the past, she was the palace mistress of Wu Yuesi and Shen Yu's personal maid.

Although she is a maid, she has a delicate mind and is good at singing and dancing, and Shen Yu treats her differently.

The maids and servants in the mansion have long treated her with respect and treated her like their master.

Today, a new lady has arrived, and the servants in the mansion are just waiting to take advantage of the situation and become a clever helper.

Huang Yingying's heart was finally relieved. The Prime Minister did not neglect her because of his wife.

In the past, she had to take care of the adults' daily necessities.

The prime minister really couldn't live without her at all.

As long as Prime Minister Shen still treats her as he did yesterday, he won't be afraid of losing his support in the future, and she can continue to be a master in the house.

In front of Wang Wan, Huang Yingying slowly took off Shen Yu's clothes, feeling very proud.

Wang Wan could clearly see the sticky atmosphere between the two people.

This was done with the intention of irritating her.

Wang Wan watched quietly as Huang Yingying helped Shen Yu take off her clothes, wash her face, and then cover her up with the quilt.

When she is a bride, she is just like air.

If possible, Wang Wan really wanted to collapse the blanket on the bed and let Shen Yu sleep in the next room.

After finishing his work, Shen Yu finally had some conscience and didn't let Huang Yingying stay overnight.

Otherwise, if three people sleep on the same bed, Wang Wan feels that Shen Yu is completely capable of doing things.

"Turn off the flame."

Shen Yu opened his thin lips slightly and ordered Wang Wan, as coldly as if he was being forced to get married.

Wang Wan clicked his tongue.

This man is indeed uncertain. Isn't this what he wanted to get married in a hurry?

After blowing out the candle, Wang Wan climbed into bed in the dark. The man was sleeping outside, so she could only sleep inside.

Wang Wan had to step over to sleep, but Shen Yu didn't know whether he was really sleepy or fake. He lay motionless and let the woman beside him crawl over him.

Seeing that it was about to pass, Shen Yu turned over deliberately, and Wang Wan lost his balance and straddled the man's body.

..........
  The air suddenly turned frosty. Shen Yu opened his eyes and looked at the woman sitting on him in the dark.

"So impatient?"

Wang Wan's ears turned red, Shen Yu did it on purpose, definitely on purpose, to make himself look embarrassed.

She didn't take off any of her clothes, and the hem of her skirt was too long. The more she wanted to turn it inside, the more she became hurried, and the whole weight of her body was on Shen Yu.

She felt that the man was very impatient and should be watching her in the dark.

Wang Wan struggled for a while before finally lying down. She didn't want to pay attention to Master Shen and closed her eyes to sleep. Shen Yumei waited for a response and did not continue talking. The two of them lay down and really fell asleep.

When Wang Wan woke up in the morning, Shen Yu had already disappeared.

Wang Wan touched the bed and it was cold. He must have left long ago.

"Madam, Mr. Shen has gone to court this morning, and my servants are waiting for you to change your clothes."

Wang Wan slept well last night and didn't feel any desire when he woke up. He was served breakfast and planned to go shopping in the mansion.

"Lv Yao, pack up and accompany me to the yard for a walk."

Lu Yao agreed, finished what he was doing quickly, and helped Wang Wan go shopping.

The garden in the Prime Minister's Mansion was very grand, and Wang Wan couldn't help but admire Shen Yu for his taste and how exquisitely the garden was taken care of.

Even though the weather has gradually turned colder, there will still be many flowers blooming in full bloom.

"Sisters, do it again."

Far away, Wang Wan heard Huang Yingying's voice.

Only then did Wang Wan see clearly that there was a circular open space in the middle of the garden, surrounded by a circle of flowers of various colors.

This is a deliberately designed stage.

At this time, in the middle of the stage, Huang Yingying was rehearsing a dance with several young women similar to her.

Lu Yao didn't like Huang Yingying at first sight and couldn't help but whisper.

"The foxy boy who is always good at confusing people has dirty the lady's eyes."

Wang Wan smiled slightly and looked at Huang Yingying who was dancing hard from the distance.

The girl does have some skills. She dances gracefully, has graceful curves, and is as light as a butterfly. She dances gracefully in this colorful garden.

Not to mention the man, even she was too intoxicated to look away.

"My fair lady, a gentleman has a good taste, and Prime Minister Shen has good taste."

Wang Wan didn't mind Huang Yingying's style in the house at all. Instead, he only commented on it like appreciating a piece of exquisite porcelain without interfering.

"Madam, this woman is a vixen. She may climb into Master Shen's bed one day in the future. We must be careful."

Lu Yao was young, and she had often heard of women in the house climbing into the master's bed without conscience.

She was sincere to Wang Wan and wanted to remind her master, but instead she got a faint smile from him.

"The Prime Minister is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. Which man in a high position in this dynasty does not have three wives and four concubines? If Prime Minister Shen really likes someone, how can I still dominate him and prevent him from marrying him?"

"I have no right to interfere with my husband's concubinage. I never thought that Shen Xiang would favor one person alone. We have no feelings. We are just following the orders of our parents. If Prime Minister Shen meets the person he loves again in the future, I will sincerely wish him the best."

Lu Yao felt that what Wang Wan said was reasonable, but it just made people feel a little sad.

She actually hoped that Shen Xiang could pamper his wife alone and stay together for the rest of their lives.

But she didn't believe it herself!
  Wang Wan stepped forward and walked toward the middle of the flower bed, and was soon seen by Huang Yingying and her group.

"Meet Madam."

When several dancers saw Wang Wan, they bowed their heads to say hello. Huang Yingying, because of her status, also lowered her head and said something, and quickly got up.

Wang Wan is the wife of Ming Media. No matter how powerful she is, she still doesn't dare to go against Wang Wan.

"I was just admiring flowers, but I didn't expect people to be more delicate than flowers."

Wang Wan praised them. The girls behind Huang Yingying smiled shyly. Only she lowered her head and spoke softly as if she was often praised.

"Madam, thank you very much. Prime Minister Shen often praises you like this. It's time for the sisters to be shy."

Wang Wan didn't see any shyness in Huang Yingying, but she was more complacent.

Huang Yingying always wanted to express her desire when she spoke, and her thoughts were written all over her face.

(End of this chapter)