Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 51 Brother, can I intern at the company?

Mi Jing silently despised Shen Lingxing in her heart, and unknowingly, Shen Lingxing made another move.

Suddenly, Mi Jing’s heart surged with a mix of complex feelings—nervousness, shyness, and a strange sensation she had never experienced before!

Her mind, which had just woken up, became a bit muddled again, and there was also a hint of inexplicable excitement. This unfamiliar feeling made Mi Jing uneasy, and she wanted to struggle, but on second thought, she considered that Shen Lingxing might not be feeling comfortable either, so she held back the urge to push him away.

Mi Jing was uncomfortably adrift in this strange feeling, and unconsciously, her hands tightly grabbed Shen Lingxing’s clothes...

For a long while, Shen Lingxing did not move to undress Mi Jing. After a bout of kissing and feeling satiated just before he couldn’t hold back anymore, he let go of Mi Jing, then got off the bed and quickly rushed into the bathroom!

Bam—

Mi Jing came to her senses at the sound of the door closing, staring blankly at the tightly closed bathroom door, listening to the sound of running water, and suddenly felt a bit touched!

When Shen Lingxing came out of the bathroom, Mi Jing had already tidied her messy pajamas, her eyes swiveling as she looked at him, but she didn’t speak.

Noticing the pure and sparkling look in Mi Jing’s eyes, Shen Lingxing’s heart softened, and he swallowed, saying, "Wifey, don’t look at me like that, be careful I won’t be able to hold back and eat you up."

Upon hearing this, Mi Jing immediately lowered her eyelids, blushing and not daring to look at him.

Ha!

Shen Lingxing laughed softly, pulling Mi Jing into his arms and whispering, "Don’t be nervous, I said I’d give you time to slowly get used to it, and I won’t go back on my word. It’s late, let’s sleep!" A simmered dish tastes better, though holding back is uncomfortable, for future happiness, he could endure it.

They slept soundly through the night, with Mi Jing in Shen Lingxing’s arms. Miraculously, her problem of not being able to sleep in a new place disappeared, and she slept deeply until the bright sunshine.

Ten past nine?

Mi Jing habitually picked up her phone to check the time, and when she clearly saw the numbers on the screen, her foggy mind was jolted awake. She hastily pushed Shen Lingxing, saying in a panic, "Get up! Quick, get up!"

They were at the Shen Family’s ancestral house, and to sleep this late on their first visit back—if the elders didn’t mind, it would be fine, but if they did, it would be a big problem!

"Don’t rush, take your time." Shen Lingxing had been awake for a while, but seeing that Mi Jing was sleeping soundly, he had lingered in bed with her for another hour or two.

"It’s already late. I’m afraid Grandma will be unhappy."

Mi Jing didn’t listen to Shen Lingxing. As she spoke, she climbed out of bed and dashed into the bathroom to wash up. After getting ready, she urged Shen Lingxing to hurry up. Ten minutes later, the two of them went downstairs hand in hand.

As Mi Jing and Shen Lingxing came down the stairs, the elderly woman was sitting in the hall reading a newspaper. Seeing them approach, Mrs. Zhou, who was accompanying, called out, "Young master, young mistress." Hearing the sound, the elderly woman looked up, smiled at Mi Jing, and said, "Jingjing, why are you up so early?"

It’s almost nine-thirty, still early?

Mi Jing had been ready to apologize, but upon hearing this, she immediately held back the words, raised the corners of her mouth into a smile, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Don’t be embarrassed, Granny’s been in your shoes and understands." The elderly woman caught a glimpse of the kiss marks on Mi Jing’s neck, her expression barely hiding joy, and even her look at Mi Jing was tinged with some mischief.

What’s going on with Granny today?

Mi Jing felt that the elderly woman’s words were odd, as was the way she looked at her. She was a bit puzzled but didn’t dare to ask directly, so she could only nod with a stiff smile.

Shen Lingxing noted Mi Jing’s shyness and embarrassment, but he didn’t interject, just quietly watching her with a hint of a delighted smile on his lips.

How sharp was the elderly woman’s gaze! Seeing her grandson standing by and secretly laughing, she shot him a sideways glance and scolded, "You rascal, have some restraint in the future. Don’t wear Jingjing out!"

"Cough." Shen Lingxing put his fist to his mouth and disguisedly coughed lightly, stifling his laughter and promptly agreeing, "Got it, Grandma. I’ll definitely remember!"

Mi Jing listened to their conversation, feeling baffled. Shen Lingxing didn’t enslave her, how could she possibly be worn out?

With a bellyful of questions, Mi Jing was led by Shen Lingxing towards the dining room, as the elderly woman insisted on waiting for the two of them to have breakfast. Except for Shen Zixian who had gone out early for work, Ma Huilian and Shen Jiajia had not had breakfast yet either.

The elderly woman had the highest status and authority in the household. Though Ma Huilian was very upset with the elderly woman’s favoritism towards Mi Jing, she could only bear it and dare not voice her discontent. In the eyes of outsiders, how glorious was she, Ma Huilian? Not only did she marry into a wealthy family, but she was also the mayor’s wife.

But in reality?

In this family, she had no significant status to speak of.

Though the family was wealthy, she could only freely dispose of half of Shen Zixian’s modest salary each month. At most, she had food and clothing to worry about, but she couldn’t compare to those rich ladies who spent money like water.

For a long time, Ma Huilian had hoped Shen Zixian would leave politics and go into business, take over the family’s jewelry company. In this way, the family’s financial power would fall into his hands, and she wouldn’t live a life of "having clean sleeves." But Shen Zixian had no intention of taking over the family business, his mind was only on serving the people.

Since Shen Zixian didn’t want to go into business, as his wife, she should at least be able to secure a position in the company, right? When the elderly woman passed away in the future, she might still get some shares.

Yet the elderly woman was adamant about not allowing her into the company, without giving any reason, just unyieldingly opposed! Because of this, Ma Huilian had often stewed in anger, repeatedly complaining to Shen Zixian, but he always dismissed it, saying since the company was built from scratch by the elderly woman and man, they’d have the final say. Whatever decisions they made, he would respect and understand.

Thus, with Shen Zixian not speaking for her, she had no way out. To gain the elderly woman’s approval, she made countless efforts, enduring everything in the hope that the elderly woman would alter her opinion of her. But it was no use! The elderly woman never took her efforts seriously!

Actually, she understood clearly that the elderly woman looked down on her from the bottom of her heart, and after living together for over ten years, there was not a bit of sentiment. Because of this, the servants in the household looked down on her too, showing respect on the surface, but mocking her secretly.

But she could only dare to be angry without saying anything; complaining too much would irritate Shen Zixian and displease the elderly woman, making her life in this family impossible.

"Madam, miss, the elderly woman asked you to come in for breakfast."

Having stayed in the garden for nearly an hour, Ma Huilian and Shen Jiajia were finally notified by a servant to come in for breakfast. Though internally displeased, Ma Huilian kept it to herself and maintained a poised smile as she asked, "Has Xing and Jingjing come down yet?"