So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

Chapter 110: When we get married, Ma Kai will sit at the main table

Shen He did not expose Song Jingcheng's little thoughts.

Seeing Song Jingcheng's head sunk into the soft pillow, he looked very tired, so she asked, "You are not feeling well, why don't you rest earlier?"

Song Jingcheng couldn't sleep at all.

Every bone in his body was aching, and the painkillers had no effect anymore. The prescription for painkillers written by Su Jin was still with Mu Tingyun.

Song Jingcheng said: "I have a new bed and I can't sleep well."

Shen He laughed at him: "If you change the bed, you can't sleep. If you change the person, won't you be unable to sleep all night?"

"I haven't tried it." Song Jingcheng adjusted his sleeping position, inadvertently causing his pajamas to open wide, revealing a large area of his chest skin.

"How about you give me a chance? I'll write a 3,000-word experience report later?"

Shen He sneered, "Don't mention the report to me." She gritted her teeth when she thought of the AIDS lecture report.

Staring at the man's deliberately exposed chest on the screen, Shen He was calm: "Don't try to seduce me."

Song Jingcheng chuckled, "You discovered it."

Song Jingcheng was still lying there unrestrainedly, showing no sign of restraint.

Shen He coughed and said half-seriously, "Don't show off your small body. I don't like men with too white skin. I like bronze, strong and tall male Bodhisattvas."

Male Bodhisattva...

Song Jingcheng didn't understand what this meant.

He was very proactive and immediately opened the browser to search for the meaning of male Bodhisattva.

After reading it, Song Jingcheng showed a surprised expression, "It turns out that Miaomiao likes this type of man..."

Shen He nodded and told Song Jingcheng: "Yes, I like men with a muscular body who look strong and capable. Mr. Song..."

She stared at the white skin in the camera that looked very kissable and could easily leave kiss marks, and commented expressionlessly: "You are too weak, too white, and look fragile. You are not my type."

"Good night, weakling."

After giving Song Jingcheng a severe blow, Shen He hung up the video and went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I put on a facial mask and opened my phone to check out a summary of today’s hot news.

As a result, when she opened her phone, she found that Song Jingcheng had sent her an old photo.

In the photo, Song Jingcheng is dressed in field camouflage and sitting on the hood of an off-road pickup truck holding a rifle.

Her left leg was bent and her right leg was stretched straight, looking in the camera like a supermodel with legs 1.8 meters long.

Song Jingcheng at that time looked very different from what he looks like now.

He has a wild and unruly crew cut, a sharp and cold face, and a tall and strong body full of explosive power.

Because of long-term exposure to the sun, the exposed skin has a healthy wheat color.

The brown eyes staring at the camera are stern and majestic.

Song Jingcheng looked extremely sharp, like a blade that could sweep away thousands of troops.

He was so eye-catching and perfectly met Shen He's ideal type, so much so that Shen He simply ignored his companions standing on both sides of the front of the car.

Shen He quickly saved the photo and deliberately asked Song Jingcheng: "The boy in the photo is so handsome, who is he?"

Song Jingcheng: [Your underground lover is 19 years old. ]

Shen He burst out laughing.

This underground lover has made him addicted.

"By the way, I have to go to the hospital tomorrow. There's a high chance I'll run into my nephew and Qin Yinong. If our Miaomiao has anything to say, I'd like to pass it on for her."

Shen He touched her chest and said, "I've been feeling really upset lately, and I'm planning to go to the hospital for a checkup. How about we go together tomorrow?"

Song Jingcheng knew she was talking nonsense.

Her heart is the healthiest.

Guessing that she was going to the hospital to cause trouble, Song Jingcheng was full of anticipation.

"Well, see you at the hospital tomorrow."

*

The next day.

Shen He got up early, ran five kilometers around the track in Jiuxing Park, put on some simple makeup, and went to the studio.

The studio co-founded by Shen He and Jun Lin has a down-to-earth name, called Junhe Architectural Design Studio.

Junlin and the four teams he leads focus on interior design and garden design.

Shen He also led two teams, mainly engaged in villa design and commercial building design.

They rented a four-story villa as a studio.

The first and second floors of the villa belong to Jun Lin's department, and Shen He's territory is on the third floor.

Seeing Shen He carrying his briefcase and walking straight into the elevator, he looked energetic and ready to go to work.

The employees immediately started whispering to each other.

"Mr. Shen's breakup made such a big fuss, but she actually came to work today regardless of the weather!"

"Should I say that our President Shen is mentally strong?"

"I heard that the woman that Mr. Mu San cheated with had a heart disease and was hospitalized yesterday."

"I'm not going to die of anger like this."

"Who knows."

"Fuck, these days, mistresses are really cockroaches that can't be killed. They have a heart disease but still dare to have an affair. Aren't they afraid of dying in bed from the excitement?"

"If we talk about excitement, then the mistress's ex-husband is more exciting. Have you seen the picture? It's the picture where Mr. Mu is pressing the mistress down and kissing her in the car, while the ex-husband is holding an umbrella beside them."

"Holy crap! Who hasn't seen it? That picture is definitely the Ninja Turtles of the Year."

...

Jun Lin was holding a cup of coffee, standing in the open corridor on the third floor, eavesdropping on the employees' gossip with great interest.

Seeing Shen He coming out of the elevator, Jun Lin handed her the coffee and said with a smile: "Miss Shen has been hurt by love, why don't you rest at home for two days?"

Shen He took the coffee and took a sip, sneering at the doctor, "My boyfriend was stolen, but I can't let my competition project be stolen too."

Jun Lin was very pleased to hear this, "It's right to think so."

Shen He put down his briefcase, rubbed his chest in a pretentious manner, and told Jun Lin: "My heart is not feeling well, so I have to leave work early and go to the hospital for a check-up. I'll have to trouble you to go to the social event tonight for me."

"Mr. Xie from Hong An Real Estate is a dishonest person. There's a beautiful intern who just graduated joining my team. You need to keep an eye on her."

Jun Lin had also heard about the scandal of Mr. Xie, and he kept it in his heart. "Don't worry, if he dares to put his dirty hands into our Junhe studio, I will definitely kill him."

"I feel relieved with you watching over me."

Workplace harassment is a phenomenon that can never be stopped. Whenever Shen He encounters a client with dirty hands, he will go to the scene in person to keep an eye on it.

She was a small business owner after all, and although the client coveted her beauty, he didn't dare to do anything too extreme.

But those young interns are different, they are all girls from ordinary families, it is not easy to get a job. For the sake of work, they can only swallow their anger.

Jun Lin glanced behind Shen He and didn't see Grandma Su, so he asked, "Where's our grandma?"

He pointed at the cat room and complained, "Those things are still crying for food, waiting for Grandma Su to wash their faces and feed them canned food."

Since Su Jin came, the three stray cats have become loved little grandchildren.

Every morning, the three of them would line up and wait for Su Jin to wash their faces, paws, comb their hair, and finally eat canned food.

So cool!

Jun Lin told Shen He: "Xiao Zhou from the Planning Department plans to use Grandma Su and the three little ones as materials to create a pet blogger account."

"Once we gain popularity, our studio will open a high-end pet line, making pet toys and pet villas."

Hearing this, Shen He was also very tempted, "This is a good idea. In today's society, it is easiest to make money from children and pets. Xiao Zhou is a smart girl."

"However, my grandmother has gone to Kyoto for something and is uncertain about her return date. Let's talk about it when she comes back."

"That's fine."

After chatting for a few more words, Shen He went to work.

Hold team meetings, modify design drawings, communicate with the client, and communicate with the construction party...

Shen He is almost turning into a spinning top.

It wasn't until Ma Kai called that Shen He realized it was almost time to get off work.

"Ms. Shen, are you busy? Mr. Song asked me to pick you up and take you to the hospital."

"You must be very tired after working all day. Lao Ma will drive you, so you can take a nap and rest for a while."

Shen He was indeed a little tired, so he did not refuse Ma Kai's kindness.

She packed her things, said a few words to her employees, and then left work with her bag.

Ma Kai was talking to his wife on the phone. When he saw Shen He coming downstairs, he quickly hung up the phone and waved to Shen He, "Ms. Shen, park the car here."

Shen He walked over and opened the car door himself.

When I looked up, I found Song Jingcheng was also sitting in the car.

"..."

She turned her head and looked at Ma Kai, her eyes full of questions.

Ma Kai slapped his head hard and made an annoyed expression, "Look at my memory, it's getting worse and worse. I even forgot to tell Miss Shen that Mr. Song was also in the car!"

Ma Kai said with emotion: "It must be because of the injuries he suffered in the head during his years in the army, and the sequelae are starting to appear."

Shen He was so angry that he laughed.

She got in the car and as soon as she sat down, she said to Song Jingcheng in a sarcastic tone: "If Mr. Song gets married in the future, Uncle Ma will have to sit at the main table."

Hearing this, Song Jingcheng stared at her for a while, then looked up and said to Ma Kai: "Old Ma, did you hear that? When I marry Miss Shen in the future, you can sit at the main table."

Ma Kai grinned and said, "It's really an honor for Lao Ma! When the time comes, Lao Ma will definitely give you a big red envelope!"

Shen He rolled his eyes almost to the sky. "Who wants to marry you!"

"You should live past 33 first."

Song Jingcheng put his fist to his lips and replied with a low smile: "I will try my best."