So Qinghuan became the so-called "married woman". Chen Leng could see that she was very resistant, so she didn't touch her. Both of them slept separately at night. Qinghuan felt that this person was good-looking and capable, but she just couldn't understand people's words. She called Xie Yiyi, but did not say that she had encountered a severe patient with a second-second disease. She only said that there was something wrong. When she met again, she would tell her that if she was afraid, she would find someone to accompany her. Xie Yiyi believed in her very much and asked nothing.

Chen Leng doesn't go to work often, and he spends most of his time eating, drinking and having fun. Of course, I don't say that, but in fact he is a very elegant man and he pays great attention to everything. The next morning, Qing Huan just woke up and was shocked by the group of people in front of him before he could wash up. After asking, he found out that it was Chen Leng who brought her a team, which was specifically responsible for her skin care and maintenance. The dressing table in the room was quickly filled with various bottles and jars, and when Qing Huan was getting big, he saw that Qing Huan's head was big.

Her beauty doesn't require these things at all. If she wants to put on makeup, wouldn't she snap her fingers? And she doesn't like the products produced in the modern world. Look at her attitude, it seems that she doesn't have to do it by herself if she brushes her teeth.

In addition to this, there are even more exaggerated ones. They are not celebrities, but also have an exclusive styling team, as well as etiquette teacher, tea ceremony teacher, piano teacher... Qinghuan is simply suffocating. She does like to study, but she doesn't like being driven to the shelves. If she wants to change, that's her own business. Does Chen Leng think she's playing with dolls?

Besides, the time she exists can no longer be measured by numbers. What she has never enjoyed and done? These so-called correcting etiquette for her and teaching piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are hard to see even if one hundred of them come.

So what is Chen Leng going to do? The so-called "marriage" does not come from both parties voluntarily. After forcing her, she has to change her as he wants. No wonder Xie Yiyi feels suffocating and depressing. Even if she enjoys a very luxurious life, Xie Yiyi has thought of committing suicide.

Qinghuan still knows that these so-called high-end teams and teachers criticized Xie Yiyi for nothing. Even though Xie Yiyi was already studying hard, they still felt that she was not worthy of the young master. They thought that Xie Yiyi was mediocre and ignorant, so they looked down on her very much. They obviously were employed by others, but they dared to write disdain on their faces. Xie Yiyi was timid, right?

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

It's better to resist.

Qinghuan sat lazily on the bed, Ji Guang licked her fingers affectionately, and when her skin care team arranged the pile of bottles and jars, the styling team hung the cloakroom. Qinghuan looked over and looked at it, Oh, there were a lot of clothes, she liked this. Although she was not a human, she also loved beauty.

It's just that it's impossible for her to sit in front of the mirror and let them manipulate it. Moreover, Qinghuan is not a fool. The charming woman led by the so-called skin care team looked at her with a fire, and she was obviously jealous. She probably hated her for Chen Leng's eyes and became Mrs. Chen who everyone stole the head!

The etiquette teacher stood aside and looked at her. Seeing Qinghuan lying on the bed and still casually, he said, "Madam, your demeanor is very bad now. Please sit up immediately and put your hands on your knees."

In fact, although Qinghuan is casual, she is still elegant and unrestrained, and even her movements are noble. But it is different from the template in the etiquette teacher's mind, so she needs to correct it.

Ji Guang meowed and thought to himself, my master, the emperor, the empress dowager, has never been a savior, and the etiquette is naturally first-class and impeccable. No matter what you are, you dare to blame the master.

Turning his head and showing his sharp teeth at the etiquette teacher. The etiquette teacher was obviously startled and quickly said, "Young Master doesn't like cats and dogs. Madam, please hand over the cat. I can send it to the pet center, or find it to adopt it."

That tone and attitude did not have the respect to Qinghuan as a wife, but spoke completely in a tone of kindness. In the eyes of this etiquette teacher, Qinghuan's ability to marry the young master was a blessing that she had cultivated in eight lifetimes. Of course, she should unconditionally obey their arrangements in order to please the young master.

These women all think so, and they feel that Qinghuan is not even worthy of their teachings!

Qinghuan looked at her coldly, and only wore silk pajamas of good texture - in fact, she didn't like the color of this pajamas, but she still wore it. Ji Guang saw the master's expression at the moment, and meowed weakly. His two cute claws covered his eyes and dared not look at it. Oh oh oh oh the master was going to make a move.

"This... etiquette teacher is right. There is a piece of your spine that has not grown well, so whenever you try to look at people with your nostrils, it is very rude, like an ape. The long skirt you are wearing today is pretty good, but the hem of the real lady can't hold it down when you walk around. When you stand up just now, I saw your ankle. Also, don't show your teeth when you smile, your teeth may be a little crooked, so every time you smile, you will have a crooked mouth. I suggest you go and check it out, maybe you have a wisdom tooth to remove it."

She rarely said so many things at once, but her tone was very gentle when she said it.

The etiquette teacher was completely stunned by what she said. She was a very famous teacher. Many wealthy families in the upper class were scrambling to invite her to train her daughter or daughter-in-law. But this woman dared. She glared at Qinghuan hatefully. She wanted to endure it, but Qinghuan said again: "Don't be angry. You're angry when you're angry and look very mean. I don't think you are suitable for being an etiquette teacher, suitable for acupuncture."

The etiquette teacher ran away in tears.

Qinghuan looked at the skin care team that had prepared a lot of skin care products such as essence, eye cream, lotion, etc. As the saying goes, capture the king first, she said directly to the woman who was about 30 years old in the head: "Are you forty years old?"

"What?!" The woman who thought she was very well maintained screamed: "Others say I look only thirty years old! And I am only thirty-five this year!"

"Skin care products cannot make you rejuvenate, nor can you make you younger. It's just to keep your best condition now. Haven't you noticed that you have wrinkles on your face? Although your makeup is thick, I can still see it. If you look in the mirror, you will find that your eyes are very turbid. You only pay attention to the care of your eyelids and not the whites?"

The woman stared at Qinghuan and found that Qinghuan's eyes were bright and vivid, and the black and white were clearly clean. She also looked at Qinghuan's skin with a very picky look. It was shattered and slippery, as smooth as cream, and it was even more delicate than baby's skin. What kind of maintenance is needed.

Finally, Qinghuan turned to the styling team holding a black long skirt in her hand: "You should just reduce weight and enrich your breasts and instantly refine the muscle tightness so that the clothes will look good when worn. Don't wear short skirts with o-shaped legs, it looks like a slingshot."

...

It scattered in a hurry.

Qinghuan picked a cheongsam from the cloakroom and put it on. She was an ancient person. Any retro clothes that others could not wear were as if they were tailor-made for her.

After everything was done, she tied her long hair loosely, and two charming strands drooped on both sides of her cheeks, and hugged Ji Guang out.

The servant at the door took her to the restaurant, far from the bedroom to the restaurant... There were many bodyguards along the way, and Qinghuan looked at her without squinting her eyes. Her concave figure and noble and elegant figure seemed to be walking out of a painting.

Compared to beauty, who has she lost to?

At this moment, Chen Leng was sitting in the main seat reading the newspaper. When he saw Qinghuan coming, he signaled her to sit down, and then the housekeeper immediately asked someone to bring the breakfast. The long dining table was instantly filled with food, and Qinghuan casually asked the servant next to him to serve a bowl of rose porridge.

Chen Leng folded the newspaper and gently lifted it, and the butler quickly took it. Chen Leng looked at Qinghuan and his voice was plain: "You drove away all the people I ordered to take care of you."

"I didn't drive them away, they left by themselves." Qinghuan didn't even look at Chen Leng, but he heard him say, "You shouldn't be like this. Only after their service and teaching can you become a qualified Mrs. Chen."

"Oh, is that?" Qinghuan pushed away the bowl of moderately warm porridge in front of her. Under the shock of the servants and bodyguards around her, she walked to Chen Leng in front of them, stretched her arms, hugged his neck from behind, and asked softly: "Then do you think I am not good at all, do they need to teach me? Am I not as beautiful as them, or dolls as they know much? Do you want to marry me to be a wife or a baby? If it is the latter, just sign the divorce agreement now."

Chen Leng was lost for a few seconds. Indeed, no one has won her in terms of beauty and temperament. When she first saw her yesterday morning, she was like a god without dust. "I have read your information, you have not received higher education."

"Oh, so what?" Qinghuan began to think that Chen Leng's personality was interesting. He looked noble and cold, but he was actually a rigid man. "If you want me to study for a doctorate, can flowers grow on my head? If you really want a wife with a high degree, you don't have to choose me. Since you choose me, don't try to change me."

This is the first time Chen Lengsheng met someone like this. He dared to reject him, neglect him, did not like him, and did not want to get close to him, and even expressed his anger and disapproval of his kindness and arrangements. He was a little unable to understand Qinghuan: "So, do you want to learn nothing?"

"You care about me. I do whatever I like. If you don't put so many people around me, you will feel annoyed."

At this time, Qinghuan hooked his fingers, and Ji Guang, who had been sitting on the table, happily stepped on the small meat pad.
Chapter completed!