Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The eighteenth bowl of soup (5)

So Qing Huan inexplicably became a so-called "married woman". Chen Leng could see that she was very resistant, so she 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 human words. She called Xie Yiyi. She didn't say anything about her encounter with a severely ill patient, only that she had something to do. When she met again, she would tell her and ask 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 usually go to work, he spends most of his time eating, drinking and having fun. Of course, it doesn't sound good for me to say this. In fact, he is a very elegant man, and he is very particular about what he does. He just woke up early the next morning, and he was stunned by the group of people in front of him before he had time to wash up. After asking, I found out that it was the team that Chen Leng brought her to be responsible for her skin care and maintenance. The dressing table in the room was quickly filled with all kinds of bottles and jars, and Qing Huan's head was big when he saw it.

Her beauty doesn't need these things, and if she wants to make up, won't she snap her fingers to do it? And she doesn't like the products made in the modern world. Looking at the posture, it seems that she doesn't need to brush her teeth by herself.

In addition to this, there are more exaggerated. Not a star, but also has an exclusive modeling team, and etiquette teacher, tea ceremony teacher, piano teacher... Qing Huan is almost suffocated. She really likes to learn, but she doesn't like being driven ducks on the shelves. If she wants to change, it is her own business. Does Chen Leng think she is playing with dolls?

Besides, her time in existence can no longer be measured by numbers. What has she not enjoyed or done? These so-called teachers who corrected her etiquette and taught her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, even if they came to a hundred, could hardly look her back.

So what kind of trouble is Chen Leng going to make? The so-called "marriage" does not come from mutual consent. After forcing her to change her according to what he wants, no wonder Xie Yiyi feels suffocated and depressed. With an extremely luxurious life, Xie Yiyi thought about committing suicide.

Qing Huan still knows that these so-called high-end teams and teachers criticize Xie Yiyi for nothing. Even though Xie Yiyi is already studying hard, they still feel that she is not worthy of the young master, and that Xie Yiyi is mediocre and ignorant. , so look down on her very much. Even though he is employed by others, he dares to write disdain on his face, so Xie Yiyi is timid, right?

Xie Yiyi and Chen Leng have been married for less than two years. They are completely different. They are more beautiful, but they have become more taciturn.

It's better to resist.

Qing Huan sat lazily on the bed, Ji Guang licked her fingers affectionately, and waited until her skin care team had placed the pile of bottles and cans, and the styling team had also hung up the cloakroom, Qing Huan probed. I glanced at it, oh yo, there are a lot of clothes, she likes this. Although she is not human, she is also beautiful.

It's just impossible for her to sit obediently in front of the mirror and let them be at their mercy, and Qinghuan is not a fool. The so-called charming woman who leads the skin care team looks at her with fire in her eyes, clearly jealous , I guess she hates her for getting into Chen Leng's eyes and becoming the Madam Chen who has been robbed by everyone!

The etiquette teacher has been standing aside and looking at her. Seeing Qinghuan lying on the bed and looking at ease, she said, "Madam, your demeanor is very bad now, please sit up immediately and put your hands on your back. to the knee."

Actually, although Qinghuan is casual, she is still elegant and arbitrary, and even her movements are noble. But it is different from the template in the mind of the etiquette teacher, so she has to correct it.

Jiguang meows, thinking to himself, my master, the empress dowager, has never been the savior of the world. The etiquette is naturally first-class, impeccable, and you dare to criticize the master.

Turns her head towards the etiquette teacher and shows her sharp teeth. The etiquette teacher was obviously taken aback, and said quickly, "Young master doesn't like creatures like cats, cats and dogs. Madam, please hand over the cat. I can send it to the pet center, or find it for adoption."

That tone and attitude, there is no respect for treating Qing Huan as a wife, she is speaking in a tone of mercy. In the eyes of this etiquette teacher, it was a blessing that Qing Huan could marry the young master, and she should of course obey their arrangements unconditionally in order to please the young master.

These women 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 silk pajamas of good quality—she didn't really like the color of the pajamas, but she wore them anyway. Ji Guang saw the master's expression at the moment, with a weak meow, two little cute claws covered his eyes and dared not look, oh oh oh master is going to make a move.

"This... etiquette teacher right. You have a vertebrae that hasn't grown out, so whenever you try to look at someone with your head held high and your nostrils up, it's very rude, like an ape. The one you're wearing today The long skirt is very beautiful, but when the real lady is walking, the skirt can't be pressed down. I saw your ankle when you stood up just now. Also, don't show your teeth when you smile, your teeth It may be a little crooked, so every time you smile, you will crook your mouth, I suggest you go and check it out, maybe you have a wisdom tooth that should be pulled."

It is rare for her to say so much at once, but she does so in a soft tone.

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 for her to train their daughters or daughters-in-law, but this woman dares to— She glared at Qinghuan angrily, originally wanting to endure it, but who knew that Qinghuan said again: "Don't be angry, you look very mean when your nostrils move when you are angry. I don't think you are suitable for etiquette teacher, suitable for needles."

The etiquette teacher ran away in tears.

Qing Huan looked forward to the skin care team who had prepared a lot of skin care products such as essence, eye cream, lotion, etc. As the saying goes, catch the thief first and catch the king, she directly said to the woman who was about thirty years old, "You are forty years old, right?"

"What?!" a woman who considers herself to be very well maintained screams: "Everyone says I look only thirty! And I'm only thirty-five this year!"

"Skin care products can't rejuvenate you, let alone make you younger, they just keep you looking your best. Don't you notice that you have wrinkles on your face? Although your makeup It 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 maintaining your eyelids, not the whites of your eyes?"

The woman stared at Qing Huan and found that Qing Huan's eyes were bright and energetic, and the black and white were very clean. He also looked at Qinghuan's skin with very critical eyes. It was breakable by blowing bullets, smooth as fat, and it was even more delicate than a baby's skin. What maintenance was needed.

Finally, Qing Huan turned to look at the styling team holding a black floor-length dress: "You guys still need to lose weight and increase your **** to instantly refine your muscle firmness, so that the clothes look good on you. Don't have O-shaped legs. Wear a short skirt, it looks like a slingshot."

……

Dispersed in a hurry.

Qing Huan picked out a cheongsam from the cloakroom and put it on. She is an ancient person herself, and any vintage clothes that others can't wear will seem to be tailor-made for her.

After everything was done, she tied her long hair loose in a bun, and hung down two charming locks on both sides of her cheeks, and went out with Jiguang 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 along the way, and Qing Huan didn't squint. Her bumpy figure and noble and elegant figure seemed to be from Out of the painting in general.

Compared to beauty, who has she lost to?

At this moment, Chen Leng was sitting on the main seat reading the newspaper. Seeing Qing Huan coming, he motioned her to sit down, and the housekeeper immediately asked her to bring breakfast. The long dining table was instantly filled with food, 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 gently, and the butler hurriedly took it. Chen Leng looked at Qing Huan with a flat voice: "You drove away all the people I ordered to take care of you."

"I didn't chase them away, they left by themselves." Qing Huan didn't even look at Chen Leng, but he heard him say: "You shouldn't be like this, only through their service and teaching can you become a qualified person. Mrs. Chen."

"Oh, is that so?" Qing Huan pushed aside the bowl of porridge with a moderate temperature in front of her, and under the stunned gazes of the surrounding servants and bodyguards, in front of them, she walked in front of Chen Leng, stretched out her arms, He put his arms around his neck behind his back, 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 they are, or am I not as knowledgeable as they are? Do you want to marry me to be a wife, or do you want to marry me? Dolls? If the latter, just sign the divorce agreement now."

Chen Leng was absent-minded for a few seconds. Indeed, in terms of beauty and temperament, no one has won her over. When I first saw her yesterday morning, she was as immaculate as a fairy. "I have seen your profile, you are not educated."

"Oh, so what?" Qing Huan began to think that Chen Leng's personality was interesting. Looking noble and cold, he was actually a rigid man. "If you want me to get a doctorate, will I be able to grow flowers on my head? If you really want a highly educated wife, you don't have to choose me. Since you choose me, don't try to change me."

For the first time in his life, Chen Leng met such a person, dared to reject him, neglected him, didn't like him and didn't want to get close to him, and even expressed annoyance and disapproval of his courtship and arrangement. He couldn't understand Qing Huan: "So, don't you want to learn anything?"

"You don't mind me. I can do what I like. You don't have so many people around me, it looks annoying."

At this time, Qing Huan hooked his fingers, and Ji Guang, who had been sitting on the table, happily stepped on the small meat pad and came over.