Madam, the entire entertainment industry is looking forward to your divorce

Chapter 11 Uncle, I'm Your Wife
After dealing with the family affairs, Song Anhao made a special trip to the jewelry store at noon, then had dinner at home, packed up his luggage, specially chose a time when Shen Xiuran was off work, and drove to Longtingwan.

Longtingwan is Shen Xiuran's residence, located on the hillside in the south of the city.

Shen Xiuran lives independently, not in the Shen Mansion with the Shen family.

Song Anhao parked the car under a big tree not far from Longting Bend, and sat in the car waiting.

When Shen Xiuran came home and drove into the hospital, she immediately followed Shen Xiuran's car into it.

Ji Shao glanced at Shen Xiuran from the rearview mirror, seeing his hawk-like eyes filled with frost-like haze, he hurriedly said, "It's Madam's car!"

This car used to go in and out of Shen's mansion frequently, so he remembered it.

Shen Xiuran's thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and when the car was put into the garage, he opened the door to get out of the car, and strode into the house.

Ji Shao: "...?"

What does Boss mean?Should we welcome Madam in, or drive her away?

After he thought for a moment, Song Anhao had already parked the car and caught up with Shen Xiuran with his suitcase: "Uncle, don't go so fast, wait for me!"

Shen Xiuran asked blankly, "Who allowed you to come?"

Song Anhao acted as if she hadn't seen his expression, and smiled sweetly, with dimples on the corners of her mouth, "You forgot, we got married today, and I promised you that I would help you cure your illness! If I don't come, you How to cure this disease?"

Shen Xiu's falcon-like eyes locked on Song Anhao's eyes, which were dim.

Song An was not in a hurry, smiled at him innocently, then took out a large stack of red envelopes from the suitcase, and distributed them to the servants at home one by one: "Hello, my name is Song Anhao, and it's your husband My newlywed wife, this will be my home from now on, I’m new here, please give me your advice.”

The servants seemed to have been struck by lightning, and they stared blankly at the smiling Song Anhao.

Their husband is actually married?
Where did this lady come from?Why never heard of it?
It took a while before he realized it, and touched the red envelope calmly.

very thick.

There should be a lot of money.

Madam is so generous, generous!
The housekeeper Zhongbo came up to meet him, seeing Shen Xiuran's frightening expression, he hurriedly lowered his head: "Sir, I will ask her out immediately..."

Shen Xiuran's long and narrow eyes slightly pressed down, and said coldly, "Let Jian Sling come here!"

"..."

Uncle Zhong was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and immediately picked up the phone to call Jian Sling.

Jian Siling was Shen Xiu's younger brother, and was born in a medical family.

He is the most authoritative surgeon and psychologist in the world.

Knowing that Shen Xiuran compromised, Song Anhao's eyes flashed a little triumphant: "Then I'll put my luggage away first to show my respect for you, and then I'll take a shower."

With that said, he carried his suitcase and walked upstairs.

Shen Xiuran's sharp eyes shrank sharply, and they were dotted with cold stars.

Seeing the slender woman struggling to climb the stairs with her suitcase, the aura around her suddenly became cold, and the temperature around her dropped rapidly.

All the servants in the house were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.

Sensing the change in the surrounding temperature, Uncle Zhong followed Shen Xiuran's gaze and understood instantly. He hung up the phone after a few brief explanations, caught up with Song Anhao, and took the suitcase in her hand: "Ma'am, I'll take you to the room."

Because Shen Xiuran didn't explain, he didn't dare to take Song Anhao to the master bedroom, so he put her in the guest bedroom next to the master bedroom.

When Song Anhao packed her luggage, took a shower and went downstairs, Jian Siling had already arrived.

Seeing Song Anhao, Jian Sling, who already knew everything, ran over excitedly like seeing an alien, looked her left and right, and pulled her hand and Shen Xiuran's handcuff together to verify the authenticity. Together.

On weekdays, whenever a woman approached Shen Xiuran, Shen Xiuran would feel physically disgusted, and a rash would appear all over his body, which was unbearably itchy.

But when Song Anhao touched him, he didn't react at all.

Neither physiology nor body.

(End of this chapter)