Therefore, during the 10-hour flight to England, Xin Qing spent half of her time with Ying Qingcang and the other half sleeping. When she got off the plane, she couldn't help but ask Ying Qingcang.
She stared at Ying Qingcang and said, "Let's not take private planes anymore."
"Why?" The man leaned against the wall with a satisfied look. "Well … I know."
Xin Qing looked at him warily and asked, "What do you know?"
"My Ah Qing has a strong taste. She wants to make love with me in the toilet on the flight!"
Haha. Xin Qing sneered and said, "How did you live before you met me?"
"What do you mean?" Ying Qingcang, who was full, was in a good mood! He didn't even feel upset about going back to that home.
Xin Qing glanced at his lower body. Ying Qingcang stared at her and said, "You are my first woman!"
"I know," Xin Qing said quickly, "I mean, how did you survive before when you were so horny?"
Ying Qingcang frowned and said, "Because I didn't have a taste before. I didn't know how it felt." Xin Qing's eyes darkened, and he said seriously, "I don't know, either. I just want you. I want you when I see you."
Xin Qing was satisfied, and then looked out of the window to enjoy the scenery. They had crossed the whole city, and the car drove into the lush suburbs. There were large fields on both sides of the road, and there was endless green. It seemed that when they reached the end of the road, they finally saw a castle with a long history.
"My grandfather bought this castle. It is said that it has a history of more than 200 years." Ying Qingcang saw the surprise in her eyes. Thinking of her profession, he said, "There are many works of art with historical value in it. Which one do you like? We can take it with us when we go back."
Xin Qing glared at him and said, "How can you do such a rude thing?"
"This castle will be mine in the future. What's mine will be yours. We're just taking it away in advance. What's so impolite about that?" Ying Qingcang helped her tidy up her clothes. The car slowly stopped. When the door opened, Xin Qing saw a handsome old man standing there and looking at her with a smile.
"Xin Qing! Welcome to the Ying Clan's ancestral home. " The old man's facial features were somewhat similar to Ying Qingcang's, but he looked more like an ancient immortal. He looked to be in his fifties, but Xin Qing knew that he was in his sixties. He was Ying Qingcang's father, Ying Hao.
"Hello, Uncle!" Xin Qing bowed politely. Beside her, Ying Qingcang pulled her up with an expressionless face. Ying Hao didn't care at all. He said to Xin Qing with a smile, "I knew you would come here. Come in!"
After that, he turned around and led them into the castle, introducing, "I heard that you are an excellent designer. There are many things left from the last century in this castle. Take a look and see if they are useful. I'll ask them to send them back to you."
Ying Qingcang gave Xin Qing a look that said, "See, I was right." Xin Qing ignored him. Ying Hao ignored Ying Qingcang from beginning to end, as if he didn't see him at all.
They came to a small reception room. As expected, Xin Qing was attracted by the murals and sculptures on the wall. When she was staring at them, a sweet female voice suddenly came from outside.
"You're finally here! Dinner is ready. " Xin Qing looked in the direction of the voice. A beautiful woman in a red cheongsam walked in slowly. Her waist swayed, and her wavy hair matched her gorgeous facial features. This woman perfectly interpreted the meaning of sex appeal. Her every move was eye-catching.
"Childhood sweetheart …" Xin Qing didn't know why this word came to her mind. Then, she instinctively looked at Ying Qingcang. Ying Qingcang hugged her and found that her body was stiff. He looked at the woman walking over, smiled, and said nothing.
"You are indeed a little beauty. No wonder you took down our A Cang!" The sexy woman walked up to Xin Qing and sized her up. She reached out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Siman Rong. I'm A Cang's aunt."
"A Cang's … aunt?" Xin Qing didn't understand. Ying Qingcang looked at her adorable face and wanted to laugh. But he was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so he whispered in her ear, "She's the woman that the old man married later."
"What a young stepmother!" Xin Qing was shocked. She looked about the same age as Ying Qingcang.
"Hi … Hello!" She struggled to find her voice and greeted her in a stuttering voice.
Siman Rong smiled and nodded. Then, she turned her head and looked at Ying Qingcang. "A Cang, long time no see!"
Ying Qingcang ignored him and walked away with Xin Qing in his arms. "I'm hungry. Let's go eat."
"Huh?" Xin Qing turned around, intending to apologize to Rong Siman. Instead, she saw that Rong Siman was not angry at all. Instead, Rong Siman leaned towards Ying Hao with a charming smile on her face. She hooked her arm around Ying Hao's and said, "Come on.
They had a very traditional English dinner. Ying Hao talked to her for a while. During this time, Siman Rong looked at her with a smile and occasionally glanced at Ying Qingcang next to her. When they returned to the room at night, they found that the big wooden bed in the room was really an antique. Xin Qing lay on it and didn't want to get down.
"Take it if you like it." Ying Qingcang came out of the shower and saw her giggling at the bed.
Xin Qing quickly sat up and asked seriously, "You didn't say you had an aunt."
"Because it's not important." Ying Qingcang lifted the quilt and got in. He pulled Xin Qing into his arms.
Xin Qing poked his chest and said, "What do you mean it's not important? Isn't she your legal wife?"
"So what? It has nothing to do with us."
"Are you afraid that she will split the family property with you when she has children?" Xin Qing remembered that she hadn't seen Ying Qingcang talk to Siman Rong all night. He seemed to hate Siman Rong.
Ying Qingcang pinched her nose and said, "You've watched too many TV dramas. Do you think it's a feud between rich families?"
"Isn't it?" Xin Qing thought for a while and said, "Does it mean that she can't have children of her own?"
"Ha!" Ying Qingcang showed a strange smile and said, "Her son is 12 years old. He's in school. You can see him when he comes back on weekends."
"Ah! Then you're not the only heir of the Ying family. "Xin Qing looked at him and said," Will you do anything to your brother? "
Ying Qingcang's face darkened. "He's not my brother. He has no right to inherit. Everything of the Ying family is already under my name." Ying Qingcang saw the frown on the woman in his arms. He reached into the quilt and pinched her.
"This ancient castle and all these other things are mine. Ying Enterprises is mine as well. If you're worried, I can ask Anam to give you a list of my assets. "Ying Qingcang teased her.
Xin Qing rolled her eyes. "I'm curious about why she's so young. Also, is she the woman Monica talked about? "
"She's two years older than me. Of course she's young. The woman Monica talked about is her." Ying Qingcang suddenly looked at her and asked, "What do you think of her?"
Xin Qing blinked. "She's beautiful and sexy!"
"What's wrong with your eyes?" Ying Qingcang glared at her with dissatisfaction. "She's not as beautiful as you. She's not as sexy as you. "
Xin Qing didn't want to argue with him about this, although she felt happy in her heart.
"Remember, in the Ying family, you don't have to give face to anyone except me. If she messes with you, slap her hard. " Ying Qingcang suddenly said seriously, "Also, don't believe anything she says. She's crazy."
Not only was Siman Rong crazy, but Xin Qing soon felt that the reaction of the whole family was too abnormal. The next morning, Ying Qingcang took her to the forest behind the castle to see elk. The forest here was undeveloped. The air was fresh and there were many small animals living here.
On the way back, Xin Qing was lucky enough to dig up a truffle under a tree. It was the first time that Xin Qing dug up a truffle by herself. She was so excited that she wanted to cook it herself, so she went downstairs while Ying Qingcang was taking a shower and changing clothes.
"Morning!" Xin Qing looked up and saw Siman Rong standing at the bottom of the stairs.
"Ah … morning!" She didn't know how to address Siman Rong, so she didn't call her that.
Siman Rong didn't mind. She smiled and looked at the truffle carefully held in her hand. "It's the season for truffles to ripen! The nearby area is the property of the Ying family. The quality of our truffles is very good. Many chefs from Michelin restaurants come to buy them. Unfortunately, the quantity is too small. Every year, they fight over it! "
Xin Qing looked at the truffle in her hand and didn't know what to say. Was she telling her that truffles were very rare and couldn't be dug up casually?
"It's my own stuff. Why should I care what they do?" Ying Qingcang's voice came from upstairs. He stood on the high steps and looked at Siman Rong coldly like an emperor. The next second, when he looked at Xin Qing, his eyes became soft and bright.
"Then let's make porridge! Only one truffle is enough for porridge. "Xin Qing said to Ying Qingcang with a smile like a flower. He came at the right time.
Ying Qingcang came over and put his arms around her waist. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth. "If you like it, I'll ask someone to dig up more."
"I like it!" Xin Qing nodded vigorously. She really liked truffles. This kind of luxurious food had always been a delicacy that she couldn't forget.
Ever since Ying Qingcang appeared, the smile on Siman Rong's face became bigger. She didn't care about Ying Qingcang's attitude towards her. She covered her mouth and smiled. "You're right. Since Xin Qing likes it, I'll ask someone to dig it up later."
"Thank you." No matter what Ying Qingcang's attitude was, she still had to treat Siman Rong politely. She was a person of status!
Ying Hao didn't appear until breakfast was ready. He saw only a bowl of truffle porridge in front of Xin Qing. He smiled and said that if she liked it, she could dig up more. After breakfast, he asked Ying Qingcang to go to the study with him.
"Go back to your room and change your clothes. We'll go horseback riding later." Ying Qingcang stole a kiss before leaving.
Only she and Siman Rong were left. Xin Qing was about to leave, but Siman Rong spoke first. "I've never seen A Cang treat anyone so well! Even when he was with me, he wasn't so gentle. Miss Xin is so lucky.
… What do you mean when he was with you? Xin Qing looked at Siman Rong as if she was looking at a monster. However, she saw a provocative look in her eyes. Although it was quickly covered up, Xin Qing saw it clearly. This Siman Rong was provoking her.
As a stepmother.
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