Master Hong's Lucky Bride

Cen Shuang blushed and said angrily, "I'm 20 years old. I'm not young anymore."

Zhuang Hong smiled. "Aren't you going to date me?"

Cen Shuang blushed and quickly loosened her grip. "I..."

Before Cen Shuang could finish her sentence, Zhuang Hong suddenly came even closer. His lips were imprinted on hers, and she could smell his masculine musk.

Cen Shuang looked at Zhuang Hong who had suddenly approached her. She seemed to have felt Zhuang Hong's heart beating. His heartbeat was as fast as hers, but it was more powerful than hers. She imitated his demeanour and carefully responded. The man was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of solemnity in his dark eyes. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled Cen Shuang into his embrace.

"Shuang Shuang, you're back? I'm coming in!"

Zhuang Xinyan's excited shout came from outside the door. Cen Shuang could hear the door opening before she could react. In the next second, her vision went black. The blanket was covering her face and she heard the sound of the door opening. Then she heard Zhuang Xinyan's voice. "Isn't Shuang Shuang back? Where is she?"

Zhuang Hong's face turned cold and his gaze fell on Zhuang Xinyan. "Get out!"

Although Zhuang Xinyan was afraid, she still mustered up her courage and said, "Don't say that I barged in. Mother told me to bring this to Cen Shuang. She wanted me to watch Cen Shuang finish drinking it."

Cen Shuang poked her head out from under the blanket, stared at the bowl, and asked, "What is this?"

Zhuang Xinyan's eyes lit up when she saw Cen Shuang, and a smile broke across her face. "Tonic."

Cen Shuang thought of Lan Yibai. Two days ago, she was told to nurse her body and carry on the family line. She immediately shook her head and said, "Can I not drink it?"

"Mom said that you must drink it. My brother also has to. Mom also said that I have to watch you guys drink it with my own eyes."

Zhuang Hong's expression was sour. He still remembered the time Cen Shuang had forced him to drink the medicine. "Put down the things and you can go out now."

Zhuang Xinyan moved closer to the bed and watched Zhuang Hong stuff the ginseng drink under the blanket. "Brother..."

"If you don't leave now, you'll lose three months' worth of allowance..."

Zhuang Xinyan pursed her lips and said, "Brother, you're too much. How can you use money to destroy our brother-sister relationship? I'll leave on one condition."

Zhuang Hong frowned. "Speak."

Zhuang Xinyan took a look and Cen Shuang, who was under the blanket, whispered, "I heard that there's a fashion competition at Shuang Shuang's school. I want to be her model."

Cen Shuang really wanted to tell her that she was designing men's clothes, but before she could say anything, Zhuang Hong had already agreed. "Okay."

Cen Shuang did not have the time to refuse, and Zhuang Xinyan's goal had already been achieved. She ran out happily, and Cen Shuang grabbed the blanket and stuck her head out again. She immediately broke free from his embrace and whispered, "I'm designing men's clothes, how can I ask Xinyan to model for me?"

Zhuang Hong heard Cen Shuang's complaint and lowered his head. "Men's clothes. I need to hire a male model."

Cen Shuang met Zhuang Hong's gaze. "Actually, I don't need to hire a model." After saying that, she quickly ducked her head and moved closer to the bed. Thankfully, Zhuang Xinyan had come in just in time and they stopped there. Now, she still had the chance to directly turn her back and lie on the bed. She covered herself with the blankets, layer by layer.

Zhuang Hong's voice rang out. "Isn't it hot?"

Cen Shuang's voice came from under the blanket. "I'm cold."

Zhuang Hong did not make things difficult for her. Instead, he looked at the two bowls of medicine in front of him and frowned.

The fashion competition was the last event at the end of the year, which meant that after this fashion show, Cen Shuang would also have a holiday. Cen Shuang had spent a long time preparing for this competition. Zhuang Xinyan had pestered her to let her model, so Cen Shuang had no choice but to agree.

Mu Sensen watched her work on another design. She could not help but roll her eyes. "Everyone else is doing one, but you insist on doing two. Are you trying to take this opportunity to trample our entire department?"

Cen Shuang sighed. "Do you think I want to? It was Zhuang Hong who forced me to do it. He was the one who agreed to Zhuang Xinyan becoming a model."

She had originally prepared a set of men's clothes for the competition. Now, she could only work on another set of women's clothes.

Mu Sensen glanced at her. "Zhuang Hong agreed to it, not you. You're so good to his family. Don't tell me that you really care about them now. Do you?" Combined with Cen Shuang's recent actions, she really looked like a young girl in love.

Cen Shuang blushed and said. "I'm already married to Zhuang Hong. Isn't it only right to treat his family well?"

Mu Sensen's eyes widened. She had predicted this exact thing and it had come true. When a woman treated a man's family as her own family, it meant that she cared for him deeply. She cared about him, and therefore, she cared about his family's opinion. "Cen Shuang, are you really... planning to get pregnant?"

Cen Shuang's face instantly turned even redder. "What nonsense are you spouting? Why are you acting like my mother-in-law?" She was always urging her to get pregnant. She and Zhuang Hong were clearly not ready yet. Giving birth... With Zhuang Hong as the father and Cen Shuang as the mother, the child should be very good-looking. Cen Shuang wondered if her first child would be a boy or a girl.