Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

She is now kept at home by Su Shijie, and she can no longer go to work in the opera house.

Now living in the Su family winery, all the food and drink are his, but when she gives birth to a child and leaves city A, or even goes abroad, she needs a lot of private money.

You must save enough money before this.

Su Shijie picked her up and sat on him, watching the songs she made one after another. They were too natural and unadorned, with too much personal style, full of willful flavor like her.

It can be seen that no one has given her any kind criticism.

"Horses tend to stumble on soft ground, and people tend to fall in sweet talk." Su Shijie put one hand on her waist and said softly, "It seems that no one has reminded you of your shortcomings?"

Mu Xicheng would not say anything except to praise her.

Chanel turned her face away, not wanting to listen to him.

"You won't listen to my opinion, shall I hire you a professional teacher?"

Chanel turned her face and looked out the window, silent.

"Xia Xiner? Are you listening to me?" Su Shijie pinched her chin to bring her back to her senses.

Chanel stared at him lamely.

"What did I just say?"

"did not hear it."

"..."

Very good, Xia Xin'er is the only woman who dares to answer so righteously when she deserts in front of him!

"If you want to make more achievements in the field of music, I will train you and hire you the best teacher." Su Shijie said patiently, "Of course, it doesn't matter how far you go in the future. It's right to cultivate your interest. Hobbies cultivate sentiment."

Let Chanel not be so boring, and go wider in the field of music.

As long as it is a good interest, he will support it...

Chanel sat in his arms numbly without saying a word.

There was a hint of annoyance in Su Shijie's voice: "Aren't you listening?"

"...?"

"Xia Xiner, what have you been wandering about!"

Damn it, she was clearly in his arms, but her eyes and thoughts were far away, and he couldn't capture her soul at all.

"Do you want me to teach you the most basic respect? When I'm talking, you don't need to respond to me eagerly, at least pay attention to me and listen!?"

Chanel bit her lower lip, she just didn't like him holding her and listening to him talk.

Su Shijie reached in from her skirt and stroked her thigh.

The rough palms carried deliberate teasing, fanning the flames.

Chanel's back immediately froze, she pressed his big palm with her hand, and asked viciously, "Su Shijie, what do you want to do?"

"Very good...the only time you won't be distracted."

"..."

"Are you serious about my speech now?" He narrowed his eyes, "Or should we do something silent?"

Chanel's jaw was tense, and her teeth were almost crushed: "What did you just say?"

Su Shijie curled his lips with a sneer: "I'll hire you a music instructor."

Chanel glanced at him lightly: "If it's you, forget it."

"..." Su Shijie.

"Put me down."

She struggled on tiptoe and sat with her butt pressed against his lap, not allowing her to escape.

Su Shijie squinted evilly: "Xin'er, it seems that I really have to teach you a lesson before you can be honest."

His hands poked into her clothes with great fanfare...

"Whole notes, half notes, inflections," fingers circled on her fullness, "prolongation."