Transmigrated as the wife of wealthy vegetative man

The big bed of a wealthy family is comfortable. Mu Yanyan slept until dawn and woke up refreshed in the morning, unspeakably cozy.

She stretched her waist and slowly got up from the bed, not thinking about it a little bit.

"Woo, a comfortable big bed, it would be nice if you could lie down all the time," Mu Yanyan got up on the bed and pressed her small face against the bed sheet, feeling infinitely nostalgic for a while.

"What are you doing?" A low voice suddenly came from his head.

Mu Yanyan raised her head subconsciously, just to meet the man's deep eyes.

The man stood by the bed, looking at her condescendingly, as if he had just finished taking a shower, his hair was half-wet and not dry on his head, hanging from his forehead, and a large silhouette fell on his eyelids.

The man's eyes were dark, like the water of the deep ocean, he just turned his head and stared at her.

Mu Yanyan's heart tightened and she was a little at a loss.

She quickly retrieved her thoughts, and her brain quickly looked for coping strategies.

"Um," Mu Yanyan got up reluctantly and found that the place where she had been lying on her stomach just now happened to be the place where the man slept.

Turning her eyes, she stretched out her hand and patted the bed sheet, and said sincerely with her head up, "Isn't this admiring you? I want to feel the place where you lie down, after all, there is still your residual warmth."

Lies are easy to thunder. After Mu Yanyan finished speaking, she quickly begged the Bodhisattva in her heart: "Please forgive the Bodhisattva. For the sake of a small life, I will spread such a small panic. Bodhisattva is no wonder.

Han Zheng's eyes were deep, and he didn't believe that Mu Yanyan was telling the truth.

I really like him, I fell asleep in bed last night without a minute?

Why don't you hug him as a big man, and hug the sheets?

"Heh," Han Zheng gave her a chilly look and went downstairs.

Mu Yanyan watched him leave steadily, slowed down and hurried to wash up. Now living in a wealthy family, she doesn't know what other people's rules are, so she can't mess around.

It's okay to be scolded for breaking the rules, if she doesn't have food, she will be miserable.

but…

Han Zheng couldn't get up last night. Why was he able to walk like flying just now?

How is he so fast?

Han Zheng really couldn't get up last night. His body function deteriorated after being in bed for a long time, and he couldn't recover for a while.

But after sharing the bed with Mu Yanyan last night, I don’t know what’s going on. In the middle of the night, there was an airflow slowly entering his body, making him as light as a yan after getting up in the morning, as if he had never been sick. same.

At the beginning, seeing Mu Yanyan sleeping so ugly, he was quite irritable, but then the airflow slowly spread, until he felt that his internal organs were as if ironed, and he no longer felt that irritable.

This morning is even more refreshing.

Mu Yanyan quickly walked to the restaurant, everyone was sitting around the table, only one of her was missing.

The old man sits in the main seat, and the old lady sits next to him. On the other side of the old man are two relatives of the Han family, plus a Yang Minxiao.

This person hasn't even left yet, he's really insatiable.

Han Zheng is next to the old lady on the right, and the left is empty, which is obviously reserved for her.

Mu Yanyan had no feelings for the people in the room, she only cared about what she had for breakfast.

It seems to be quite hearty, after all, it is a rich breakfast, not too bad.

In front of everyone, there are salmon dumplings and a lot of unknown things, probably to take care of the western appetite of young people and to accommodate the habits of the elderly. The breakfast is a bit of a combination of Chinese and Western.

However, there was only a glass of milk, a piece of bread, and no fish dumplings in the empty seat next to Han Zheng.

That is, she can only eat bread and drink milk?

Mu Yanyan sat down unwillingly, greeted her grandparents and prepared to eat.

People are all delicious food, she doesn't even have porridge or side dishes.

I don't know who this broken bread fooled.

The old lady seemed to see her thoughts, and said through Han Zheng: "Yan Yan, I heard Xiao Zheng said that you would like to be vegetarian for a lifetime in order to pray for him. I want to say that this is all superstition, and there is no need to be a real vegetarian. Whenever you feel like it..."

Just as Mu Yanyan was about to nod her head, she also felt that as long as she wanted it, she would do it.

Seeing Han Zheng's cold face, her excitement was suppressed.

The old lady seemed to realize something. She glanced at Han Zheng, and the grandson seemed dissatisfied with what she said with a cold face.

He hurriedly changed his words: "Forget it, since you sincerely want to pray for Xiaozheng, you can eat vegetarian for a while, but there is no need to eat it for a lifetime."

The old lady said so, and Mu Yanyan could only admit her fate.

But even if it was milk bread, she couldn't easily eat it in the original world.

At least I can't eat such a good quality.

Mu Yanyan took a bite of the bread, and the scent of wheat filled her mouth, giving her a special sense of satisfaction.

Take another sip of milk, silky and fragrant, it really is not ordinary milk.

Forget it, just fill your stomach.

Seeing that someone was watching her, Mu Yanyan stopped and asked, "Do you want to eat bread too?"

Han Zheng: "...I don't want to."

Yang Minxiao was sitting opposite Mu Yanyan. Her plate was filled with delicate pastries and meat. At this moment, she probably wanted to be angry with Mu Yanyan. She deliberately made the fork very loud, and her words were strange: "Auntie, today's fish is good. Fresh, thank you grandma."

After a pause, she looked at Mu Yanyan: "Sister-in-law, would you like to have some too?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly patted her head, "Looking at my memory, you have to be a vegetarian, I am really sorry, it seems that you are not blessed to pass it."

Mu Yanyan looked at Yang Minxiao's deliberately eating very loudly, her heart suffocated.

Eating so much meat in the morning is not afraid of stomach colds.

Not convinced, she looked at Han Zheng: "Didn't she also say to pray for you to be a vegetarian?"

Han Zheng drank the chicken porridge gracefully, his slender fingers pinched the spoon, as if he was doing something related to art. Hearing that he stopped moving, glanced at her faintly, and said coldly: "She is not me. People from the Han family."

People who are not from the Han family naturally do not have to fast for him.

Although Mu Yanyan didn't think this was a good thing, Yang Minxiao absolutely didn't like to listen.

This means to draw a line with her.

Mu Yanyan was very satisfied. She looked at Yang Minxiao and said with a smile: "No way, as a wife of someone else, you should work hard for your husband's body, right? Cousin Yang, you don't have to. How dare we bother with distant relatives. "

"You..." Yang Minxiao really exploded. She is the granddaughter of the old lady. She grew up in Han's family. She has had a recent relationship with Han Zheng. If Han Zheng hadn't had an accident, she would have begged the old lady to let them be together. .

Now that Han Zheng has married someone else, what she fears most is that the Han family treats her as an outsider.

"How can I be a distant relative, I am the granddaughter of my aunt and grandmother, do you think that my aunt and grandmother are also an outsider?"

Seeing Yang Minxiao getting angry, Mu Yanyan was in a good mood, and she also ate bread gracefully like Han Zheng.

Mu Yanyan didn't want to argue with Yang Minxiao at the dinner table, after all, the other party was not an important person, and there was no need to waste energy with her.

But Han Zheng didn't intend to let this matter go. Just when Yang Minxiao's voice fell for less than three seconds, he suddenly said, "You don't want to come here anymore."

Subconsciously, Mu Yanyan thought that Han Zheng might have repented of her, and wanted to kick her out again today.

She suddenly raised her head to look at Han Zheng, only to find that his gaze had just taken back from Yang Minxiao.

And Yang Minxiao looked at the old lady with a weeping look: "Auntie and grandma—"

The old lady looked at Yang Minxiao growing up, and naturally did not want her grandson to conflict with her, she wanted to ease the atmosphere: "Xiaozheng, Minxiao..."

Han Zheng didn't give the old lady a chance to speak at all: "Grandma, I'm already married. Yang Minxiao saw that she had a bad intention to me. She didn't want me to quarrel with Yan Yan, so don't let her come again."

"Besides that she is your granddaughter, you can't let people say that she is the third party to destroy the family, right?"

old lady:"…"

Yang Minxiao: "..."

Sure enough, the poisonous snake was Han Zheng's poisonous snake. As soon as he finished speaking, the whole house was shocked.

Everyone looked at Yang Minxiao with sympathy.

Mu Yanyan also looked sympathetic.

"The third party who destroys others, scoff..." Mu Yanyan tried to hold back her laugh. She pretended to think about Yang Minxiao: "Azheng, how can you say that? How can someone be a third party? There are too many things. It sounds good."

Han Zheng has always been aloof, there is no doubt about it.

He didn't like Mu Yanyan's attitude very much, but he didn't want to explain to her either, but emphasized: "She just likes me."

Mu Yanyan: "..."

Well, no one has your old narcissism.

Even if people like you, you don't have to say it.

Yang Minxiao knows Han Zheng's character and never shows mercy to others.

But they grew up together, she thought she was special in his heart, and would always take care of her face.

But who knew that the other party actually said it in such a naked way.

Now everyone in the room is looking at her, making her want to find a place to sew and drill.

Especially when Mu Yanyan looked at her, there were all kinds of emotions such as contempt, ridicule, sarcasm, and look down on her, which made her feel even more embarrassed.

With a sigh of relief, Yang Minxiao stood up and patted the table angrily. She didn't dare to talk back to Han Zheng, but looked at Mu Yanyan and said, "I don't like my cousin, so don't think too much."

After Yubi, she ran out of the house crying all the way.

Yesterday I looked for so many reporters, but failed to provide any information. Today, I was humiliated by Han Zheng in front of Mu Yanyan. She really didn't want to live!

The angry Mu Yanyan looked at Yang Minxiao's back silently, what does this have to do with her.

Seeing Yang Minxiao running away, Han Zheng seemed to feel that it was not enough. He called the butler over and specifically ordered: "This person should not let her in in the future. Whoever lets him in, I will drive out whoever!"

After all, it was his relatives, the old lady wanted to say a few good things, Han Zheng snorted, and the old lady closed her mouth.

How can I say that when I wanted to give Han Zheng Chongxi, the first thing the old lady thought of was Yang Minxiao, but she turned it down.

This made the old lady very uncomfortable.

So although grandson is too much, she agrees.

Seeing that the old lady was silent, the two relatives at the dinner table spoke up.

"Azheng is right to do this. After all, he is married, and it doesn't sound good to me."

"Yes, this is also for Min Xiao's reputation."

"It's that we, A Zheng, think a lot and know how to protect his small family. We used to worry that A Zheng could not handle the marriage. Now it seems that it is more transparent than anyone else."

…

Everyone kept complimenting Han Zheng, the man next to him remained motionless, still drinking porridge gracefully, as if the surrounding praise had nothing to do with him.

But this compliment really had nothing to do with him. Mu Yanyan didn't think so about worrying about being criticized by others as a third party.

He must have known that Yang Minxiao refused to cheer for him when he became a vegetable. He is now taking revenge on others.

Sure enough, he is a villain who will repay him.