Perfect Life: System in the End of the World

Chapter 78 Qin Xiuru urges childbirth

"Hello, Ms. Wan."

"I am Xia Qi, the general manager of the Dior brand authorized store in Yun City."

"This time, Mr. Song has selected items for you, including Dior's new products this year, as well as many classic items from the past."

"Next, I will introduce each item here to you one by one."

living room.

Xia Qi stood there smiling, speaking slowly and introducing herself.

The three waiters on the side introduced the items and displayed bags, clothes, shoes, jewelry, cosmetics, perfumes, etc. one by one, which dazzled the people.

Housekeeper Tang Qian brought hangers and was responsible for storing each piece of luxury clothing after it was displayed.

In such a situation.

Wan Jiao doesn't have to do anything. She can fully appreciate each luxury item, match them and try them on.

She was somewhat surprised by how well the dress fit.

Even though they had all been eaten up by Song Cheng, the fact that he chose the right size for each piece was enough to prove how much he cared and was serious about it.

In addition, she likes every piece of other bags, jewelry, etc. and is very satisfied with them. They are simply too perfect and thoughtful.

on the spot.

Wan Jiao tried on a white women's suit that she liked very much. The whole suit was very fashionable, with a belt around the waist, and the hem just covered her hips.

The lower body is a white mature short skirt, which overlaps with the hem, perfectly showing a pair of beautiful white silk legs.

The high heels on the silk feet were also replaced with classic white high heels.

Then I picked out some jewelry, put on some perfume, and carried a bag.

In a blink of an eye, Wan Jiao has been completely transformed. She looks more like a goddess, fashionable, beautiful and charming.

"Yanyan, does it look good?"

Wan Jiao turned around on the spot, her joy involuntarily turning into a smile on her face.

Ha ha.

Dong Wenyan opened her mouth without saying a word. At this moment, she only felt suffocated, deeply suffocated.

宋承
You are such a beast
Dong Wenyan sat on the sofa, her lips trembling, her red eyes seemed to be on fire, and she wanted to curse.

"It looks good."

Wan Jiao smiled, took out her phone and said, "Qianqian, take a picture for me."

Tang Qian immediately picked up her phone to take pictures.

After posing in a seductive manner and taking a photo, Wan Jiao sent it to Song Cheng with satisfaction.

Afterwards, the luxury items continued to be exhibited one by one.

In addition to new and classic models, there are also many luxury goods that are not displayed and sold to the public and are only available to Dior brand members.

The entire presentation took an hour and ended only when Jiang Xinqing came over to announce that lunch was ready.

the end.

Wan Jiao asked: "Manager Xia, how much did these things cost in total?"

Xia Qi smiled and said, "The total consumption is 358 million. You are now a member of our Dior brand. We will notify you as soon as there are new models in the future, and we will also give you small gifts during festivals."

"Ms. Wan, if you want to make another selection, you can contact me directly. We have a private VIP room specially designed to accommodate distinguished people like you. We guarantee that you will not be disappointed and will have a perfect shopping experience."

Look, look!!!
Dong Wenyan was so jealous that her teeth were about to break and tears burst out again.

358 million, Dior’s VIP.

Oh my god, this is too much, too much!!!

Song Cheng, where is Song Cheng? Come here and fuck me. Come here and eat me.
Dong Wenyan was screaming and crying in her heart. After watching Xia Qi and the others leave, she could no longer hold back and threw herself on the sofa, hugged the pillow and cried, completely losing hope of living.

There is a huge gap between people.

You can't blame her for not being able to hold on. It's really that Song Cheng's style is too good. Which woman can stand such a style?

A 50 million mansion, a 1 million luxury item, and a 3 million Bentley.
It's really unbearable.

At the dinner table.

Dong Wenyan lay on the dining table with a look of despair, looking at the delicious food in front of her without any appetite at all.

Her eyes were always on the luxury items in the living room.

In our sight, Tang Qian was carefully sorting and moving those luxury items, and her service was very good.

"stop looking."

Wan Jiao tasted the light food on the table slowly and chuckled, "If you like, I'll let you pick a few and give them to you later."

Really?

Dong Wenyan's eyes lit up, then dimmed again.

Ah.

So what’s the use of a few luxury items? Why does she care about those luxury items?

If we can take down Song Cheng, won't we be able to have as much as we want?
"Friendly reminder, don't even think about taking him down."

Wan Jiao ate the steamed prawns and chewed them slowly, saying, "Based on my understanding of his character, he would rather take down others than be taken down by others."

"I think no woman can take him down."

Speaking of it.

She suddenly remembered that Song Cheng had said that Mr. Jin also lived here.
Mr. Jin must be of extraordinary status to be able to live here. I wonder if he can take down Song Cheng.

She did not forget that when she was being tormented yesterday, she said hello to Mr. Jin. After that, her brain was so burned out that she did not care about the phone call at the side and was yelling happily.

I guess President Jin must have heard it.

Song Cheng did not hide this kind of private matter at all, it seems that he has an unusual relationship with Mr. Jin.

Can Mr. Jin take down Song Cheng?
Wan Jiao was very interested and couldn't help but think about what the two were doing now, and successfully softened her white silk legs.
In this regard.

Inside another luxury villa.

Faced with Song Cheng's "request", Jin Yuzhu did not kneel down to beg for mercy, but just said two words "boring" calmly, and then got up and left.

then.

Song Cheng directly took the woman's delicate body into his arms, sat her on his thighs, kissed her hard, and touched her all over.

He didn't stop until the woman's body softened.

After all, it's in someone else's house.

Song Cheng was still not satisfied and did not go any further.

Even though Jin Yuzhu was sitting in the man's arms, her posture was still elegant and noble. Her beautiful legs in suspenders and black stockings were crossed. She calmed her breathing and adjusted her skirt casually, as if everything that had just happened had never happened, and her face did not even blush.

“Is that all you do?”

The woman said lightly, raising her eyes slightly and asked, "Where is the skill you showed me on the phone yesterday?"

Snapped!
Song Cheng flicked the suspenders on the woman's thigh and smiled indifferently.

"If you want more, Mr. Jin, then kneel down and beg me."

boring.

Jin Yuzhu remained indifferent. She naturally stood up from the embrace she was leaning on, sat down on the sofa beside her, picked up the brewed tea and took a sip, feeling satisfied.

Nice tea set, the tea brewed from it is very fragrant and a little sweet.

"After dinner, accompany me to Yundu Fitness Club."

The tone was calm, but contained a command.

"Row."

Song Cheng stood up, stretched lazily and said, "Kneel down and beg me."

Jin Yuzhu did not comment and said nothing more.

Song Cheng smiled, turned around and left to help with cooking.

The woman had a nanny in her house. The kitchen was very big, and Qin Xiuru was cooking with the nanny.

Entered the kitchen.

Song Cheng demonstrated his cooking skills, and after he skillfully prepared a delicious lunch, the love in Qin Xiuru's eyes became even more obvious, much more visible to the naked eye.

Especially after tasting the food, I felt even more satisfied.

For such a good son-in-law, it doesn’t matter if he is a bit of a scumbag. As long as he is good to my daughter and can give birth to a pair of great children, not all women are scumbags. Everything else can be accepted.

The times have changed.

My daughter is already in her thirties, she has to be more open-minded.

Qin Xiuru sighed in her heart and comforted herself. After she decided to accept Song Cheng, her mood became happier and the smile on her face never faded.

So, after dinner.

living room.

Jin Yuzhu went back to her room to change clothes.

"Chengcheng."

Qin Xiuru held Song Cheng's hand and said earnestly, "Auntie knows everything about you. When you were talking to Yaya on the phone yesterday, I also heard what you were saying on the other end of the phone."

Ok?
Song Cheng was stunned.

Isn't this the end then?
But looking at the aunt's smile, it seems that there is no big problem.

He couldn't understand.

"Alas, if it were someone else, I wouldn't agree."

Qin Xiuru sighed softly, "But I really like your child and am satisfied with him, so as long as you treat Yaya well and make her pregnant sooner, I will do as you wish, and it doesn't matter whether you get married or not."

Auntie is so open-minded.
Song Cheng found it a little hard to believe and hesitated to speak.

"Just tell your aunt the truth."

Qin Xiuru said softly: "How many women do you have outside now? What do you think of those women?"

Song Cheng paused and simply explained.

Since his aunt treated others with such sincerity, he naturally had to respond with sincerity as well.

I have confessed all three of them: my senior girlfriend, my secretary girlfriend, and my roommate's brother's mother's girlfriend. I have also confessed what I think. Naturally, I want them all, love them all, and live a responsible life together.

After listening.

Qin Xiuru took a breath and raised her hand, unable to help but slap it.

"You kid, you don't even let her mother go?"

cough cough.

Song Cheng felt guilty and said helplessly, "Aunt, President Jin knows about the existence of my senior sister, but the other two don't know. Please don't tell her."

Qin Xiuru rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "It's you who's in trouble. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. But then again, your sister's son is already eighteen years old."

"Look, look, Yaya doesn't even have a child yet."

"When are you going to have a baby?"

Instead of urging people to get married, they are urging people to have children.

Song Cheng was speechless.

(End of this chapter)