Chapter 114 Husband's white moonlight likes me (14)
Zhou Zixiu didn't have a big expression on his face, but he let out a "huh".
But when he passed the door, behind him was a young man with his hair dyed blond, with his arms around his chest, leaning against the wall, with exquisite beauty and a nasty expression.
"The acting is really good."
Sheng Jia glanced at Zhou Zixiu, then set her gaze on Sheng Jiaoyang's face, her chin raised proudly.
"Sister, you said that you are all boring. This family obviously can't accommodate you anymore, and you come here again and again to find a sense of presence. Before, you acted by yourself, and now you bring your brother-in-law together."
He called her "sister" in his mouth, but the expression in his eyes did not show the slightest respect.
Zhou Zixiu just looked at him, and soon turned his gaze to Sheng Jiaoyang next to him.
Jiaoyang heard this, walked up to Sheng Jia with a smile: "Isn't it normal for my sister to go back to her mother's house? Could it be that Xiao Jia doesn't welcome me?"
Sheng Jia refused to listen to her tricks, looked away, and hummed.
"Stop acting, we act like siblings, do you think it's disgusting? You're still smiling all day, pretending to be happy, are you tired? Since it is unfortunate, the expression should be as miserable as possible."
The more miserable the better?
Jiao Yang smiled again after hearing this, but then she walked to the wall in front of him, facing him, the smile on her face was withdrawn little by little, and her face became expressionless.
In those dark eyes, the emotion expressed was cold and dark.
is that so?
Sheng Jia was stunned, and suddenly froze in place.
Jiao Yang raised her body, folded her arms around her chest, and looked down at him, the corners of her mouth curled up a little triumphantly.
Chick, kid.
Seeing Jiaoyang leaving with her brother-in-law lightly, Sheng Jia spat angrily.
Play him, lie!
At the dinner table, Jiao Yang led Zhou Zixiu to sit on the main seat very consciously, and played a loving couple with him very conscientiously.
But he didn't know a certain woman, so he just took the opportunity to revenge.
"Zixiu, eat more shrimps, I know you like this." Jiaoyang smiled and put them into his bowl with the serving chopsticks.
The corners of Zhou Zixiu's mouth twitched. How did she know that she was allergic to seafood?
But there was such a big fuss just now.
Zhou Zixiu held down the chopsticks she brought over: "Honey, you're busy with work, so you should eat."
"No, husband, you are busier at work, of course you eat."
Jiaoyang moved the chopsticks that were moving towards her away again.
"No, you eat."
"you eat."
Two pairs of chopsticks held a piece of poor shrimp, moving it around in mid-air. On one side is Sheng Jiaoyang, who is smiling on the surface but actually has evil intentions hidden, and on the other side is Zhou Zixiu, who is cold on the surface but has a turbulent undercurrent.
All the servants next to the Sheng family watched the piece of shrimp turn left and right for a while. Seeing the humility of the couple, it seems that the young lady married the son-in-law of Zhou, and her life is really good.
He was still brooding over the fact that he was frightened by her at the door just now.
Dare to lie to him, and now act as if nothing happened. Since she was a child, Sheng Jiaoyang didn't let him do anything, but now she dares to ride on him.
Father Sheng tilted his head, just in time to see the vicious look in his son's eyes, and was startled.
"Xiao Jia, what are you looking at?"
Sheng Jia didn't answer him, but looked straight in Sheng Jiaoyang's direction, with the corner of her mouth curled up viciously: "Sister, what do I feel, brother-in-law doesn't seem to like this very much, are you really a husband and wife?"
Jiaoyang didn't even look at him, she loosened the chopsticks in her hand, and the shrimp fell to the ground.
Zhou Zixiu froze for a second, looked at her with a smile and tilted his head: "Mother Chen, clean it up, I'm sorry."
"Okay." The nanny smiled lovingly.
In fact, the entire Sheng family, except Mrs. Sheng and her confidantes, everyone respects Jiao Yang very much. They also understand who is supporting the entire Sheng family now. The young man is only sixteen years old. Sheng's father is cowardly and has been oppressed by his mother all his life.
There is an old Mrs. Sheng, who is already old and doesn't know the situation. While enjoying the benefits of her granddaughter running the company, she is dissatisfied with her granddaughter and wants to support her precious grandson to take the position. She is always worried The granddaughter turned her elbows out, thinking that the granddaughter is an outsider, and will drive their family out of the Sheng family in the future, and is full of hostility towards her.
This kind of differential treatment really makes people unable to resist passing on the evil thoughts in their hearts to their "innocent" younger brother.
Jiao Yang smiled, turned her gaze to Sheng Jia, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
Besides, how can he be regarded as an innocent person? He is a person with vested interests. While enjoying the pampering and doting of his grandma, he also enjoys the tolerance and concession of his own sister. Isn't it a very happy life? A carefree look.
Unlike the original owner, at his age, he had already shouldered the responsibility of the entire group, facing the swords and swords outside, and had to endure doubts and abuse from his family.
Sheng Jia noticed the look in her eyes. She ignored his words just now and was angry in her heart.
"Why, what are you looking at? Sister, don't think that you are married now, and with a backer, you can be superior to others. In the Sheng family, I will always have the final say!"
Father Sheng glared at him: "What are you talking about, she is your sister."
Father Sheng is a very traditional man. In his eyes, it is a big rebellion for the younger generation to disobey the elders. The youngest son contradicting his daughter is just as excessive as his daughter contradicting Mrs. Sheng just now. It was under this concept that after his father passed away, he was helplessly suppressed by his mother for so many years, and his original temperament had long since disappeared.
"She is not my sister."
Sheng Jia rolled her eyes and deliberately angered her: "My grandma told me that the married daughter and the water that was thrown out were the ones I called her sister. She has nothing to do with our family now."
"Xiao Jia, you." Father Sheng was impatient, and didn't know what to scold him, so he could only turn his gaze to Jiao Yang.
"Jiaoyang, your grandma didn't mean that."
Is that what he meant?
Sheng Jia lifted her head triumphantly, carefully watching her reaction.
Zhou Zixiu also looked at her.
However, Jiaoyang looked calm, swallowed the jerky into his mouth, looked away, and said: "The makeup on my face is too heavy, go back and take it off. What kind of eyeliner do boys use?"
She wanted to say just now that this makeup was comparable to Ji Nan's, and she couldn't help but think of those body workers in Zhao Tianman's bar, going out to insult the image of Sheng's family. Or is this the aesthetics of contemporary young people?
Sheng Jia retorted without thinking: "I want you to take care of it!"
Angry from embarrassment: "I really think of myself as a sister."
After Jiao Yang finished eating, she wiped her mouth calmly: "I am your sister."
Sheng Jia: …
He could not refute.
(end of this chapter)