Cultivating a Doting Wife: Domineering Male God Forces Marriage Step by Step

Chapter 993 Whose fate, the dust settles (5)

At home, Si Ling and Sheng Zhiyuan teased each other while chatting about love, and even played secret sex from time to time.

On the other side of the phone, Si Chen, who was sitting in the car, had a row of black lines on his forehead. He called to ask Si Ling to help with the Si family's affairs, not to hear the two of them flirting and scolding and showing affection through the phone. .

Looking at Xiang Yan and Si Yan, and then at Si Ling and Sheng Zhiyuan, Si Chen felt that he was so lonely, he was almost thirty, and not only had he never been in a real relationship, he didn't even have a lover in the true sense. One, the gap between people is really far apart.

But what Si Ling said, he also wanted to refute, and that was about Si Yan. It's not that he didn't care about Si Yan, but after watching the fire from the other side for a long time, he realized that he was also affected and burned.

As for Si Yan, it was impossible to treat him like Si Ling and Sheng Zhiyuan.

Si Ling coughed, and then said: "Si Chen, let someone decorate Si Qin's villa for him. After they get married, let Anya and Si Qin live outside, so as not to make mom angry all the time when they go home. !"

"I think so too!" Si Chen felt that perhaps the current Si Qin would not want Anya to live in the old house of the Si family.

At that time when signing the contract, when Si Qin asked Si Yan over and over again if he really wanted him to marry Anya that much, he felt that Si Qin was about to cry, as depressing as the rainy weather.

Si Qin can see his own thoughts clearly, but he cannot escape Si Yan's cage.

He exchanged his freedom for Si Yan's peace of mind, and satisfied Si Yan's desire to torture him. Even Anya, whom Si Yan hated, was brought into the abyss together.

"Okay, let mom eat more in the evening and let her rest. We'll go home tomorrow morning, so let's not talk!" Si Ling hung up the phone, and then buried himself in eating again.

Sheng Zhiyuan looked at Si Ling's mood as if he hadn't been affected at all, and said tentatively: "Honey, why don't you call and care about Xiao Qi?"

Si Ling shook his head, looking at Sheng Zhiyuan with the eyes of an idiot: "I said, you are also out of your mind like Si Chen? Xiaoqi should be setting off fireworks to celebrate at this point." Well, let her enjoy herself, we are not calling to disturb her interest? Besides, what is Xiangyan used for?"

Sheng Zhiyuan's eyes moved, and just as he was about to speak, Si Ling said again: "We didn't entrust Xiao Qi to him to satisfy his secret love for so many years. If he can't take care and love Xiao Qi meticulously, we will find another Son-in-law, anyway, there are quite a few young, promising and handsome men, and you can always find one or two who match Xiaoqi's aesthetics, and I still can't believe you can't compare to him!"

"Wife, Xiao Qi likes to have sex with each other!" Sheng Zhiyuan reminded her tactfully.

Si Ling slapped the table with a slap, and said speechlessly: "I'm just making an analogy. I think Xiang Yan can definitely take care of Xiao Qi, at least better than us!"

"Enen...then should we rest?" Sheng Zhiyuan stood up with his arms around Si Ling's waist, and Si Ling immediately turned his head, "What are you resting for? Don't look at what time it is, watch TV first! "

Sheng Zhiyuan directly picked up Si Ling and walked upstairs, and said in a low voice beside her ear: "Honey, what Xiang Yan said is right, we should hurry up, and we must not fall behind Xiaoqi."

"What do you mean? Are you still breathing with Xiangyan?" Si Ling didn't yell to get down and walk by himself, but put his arms around Sheng Zhiyuan's neck.

Sheng Zhiyuan smiled and said in a low voice, "Child!"

(End of this chapter)