The person who entered the door was Fu Huaien, back then, Fu Junhan was going to have surgery, but she couldn't find anyone to borrow money anywhere, and someone she knew gave her an idea to go to a nightclub to sell alcohol, so that the money would come quickly.

At that time, Mu Anran was at the door of the nightclub, hesitating for a long time, she had never been to this kind of place, and when she didn't dare to take that step, it was Fu Huaien who stopped her.

He said that there is a rich man who is now seriously ill and needs a woman who is pleasing to the eye and does not have much to do to give him joy, as long as he is selected, he can get 5 million.

Mu Anran was moved, and later, she was really chosen and became Fu Yuanjing's nominal wife.

Fu Huaien was the housekeeper of the Fu family at that time, although he was only in his thirties, he was the most important person in Fu Yuanjing.

At the beginning, Mu Anran had the most contact with the Fu family, and he was the only one, but Mu Anran always had an instinctive fear of this person, and she subconsciously felt that he hated herself very much, so she rarely had more contact with him.

"Steward Fu......" Mu Anran stood up, lowered his head, and said hello.

As soon as she saw Fu Huaien, she seemed to remember many things that had happened recently, and the guilt in her heart couldn't help but feel a little stronger.

Fu Huaien replied lightly, "Tomorrow is the day of the master's burial, Miss Mu, please prepare well at that time, don't lose the face of the Fu family." ”

Mu Anran nodded, and then, she remembered something again, and hurriedly returned to the room, handing over the bank card that the Fu family gave her at the beginning, "Steward Fu, this is the card you gave me at the beginning, I ...... I don't know that there is so much money in it, and I deserve this money, so please take it back. ”

"How can there be a reason to get the money sent out by the master. Fu Huaien glanced at the card and coldly refused.

"However, I need to remind Miss Mu, you have been married to the master for so many years, he has never treated you badly, I hope you don't do anything to be sorry for him, if you dare to do it, I will definitely not be polite to you. ”

Mu Anran's face turned pale in an instant, and her memory was pulled back to the absurd scene a few days ago, but she quickly gritted her teeth to calm herself down.

"I see. ”

After Mu Anran said this, she fled, returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and found that her forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.

Fu Huaien's words, for some reason, always made her feel that he knew everything that happened.

even made her feel that it was not a coincidence that she met him back then and married Fu Yuanjing?

Mu Anran thought about it wildly, but soon, she excluded this absurd idea from her mind.

How is this possible...... If you know the relationship between her and Fu Junhan, how could the Fu family deliberately marry her, what a scandal it will be.

It's just that although she persuaded herself so much in her heart, the weird feeling that couldn't be explained was still like a layer of fog, shrouding Mu Anran and making it difficult for her to be down-to-earth.

Fu Huaien watched Mu Anran enter the room, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he walked into the mourning hall with the relics left by Fu Yuanjing with an indifferent expression, looking at the man in the photo.

"Master, I will help you fulfill your last wish, and I will not let that woman ruin your plan. ”

......

Early the next morning

Mu Anran woke up very early, and today is the day when Fu Yuanjing was buried in the Fu family cemetery.

Although she may be an unpopular presence at this funeral, Mu Anran still seriously changed into decent clothes and put on delicate light makeup.

No matter what, she is also Fu Yuanjing's nominal wife, and on the last journey of his life, she must at least send him away decently.

As soon as Mu Anran had almost cleaned up his appearance, there was a knock on the door outside.

"It's almost time, it's time to go. ”

Mu Anran immediately opened the door and walked out.

And Fu Junhan and Bai Kexin have also returned home, and they have changed into formal clothes and are standing aside.

Mu Anran couldn't help but glance at Bai Kexin, she was wearing trousers today, and she couldn't tell what the situation was with her scalded leg that day.

However, being able to walk so freely is not considered to be too serious.

But even so, Fu Junhan still stayed with her in the hospital for a long time.

Mu Anran looked away, she originally felt that the relationship between them might not be as good as it appeared.

Now it seems that she thinks too much, so that Fu Junhan can take time out and take care of it personally, how can she not be emotional.

Mu Anran lowered his head and didn't look in the direction of the two people again.

Fu Junhan's gaze swept over Mu Anran's face, and when he saw her delicate face, she was still radiant and without the slightest flaw, and she felt a little more irritable in her heart, and couldn't help but pull her tie.

This woman really didn't have a heart, after he and Bai Kexin didn't return all night, she didn't care at all, and even had the heart to dress herself carefully.

"Jun Han, what's wrong?" Bai Kexin noticed Fu Junhan's movements and looked up at him.

Fu Junhan shook his head and didn't answer.

At this time, the convoy had arrived at the gate of the old house, and the group did not dare to delay the time, so they quickly got into the car and went to the cemetery of the Fu family.

The cemetery of the Fu family, located in the suburbs of Yuncheng, occupies a considerable area, in addition to the cemetery, but also carefully designed the landscape outside, at a glance there is a kind of extraordinary.

The whole ceremony was carried out in an orderly manner, and according to Fu Yuanjing's last wishes, he was buried with his deceased wife.

Looking at it this way, Mr. Fu's favorite is really his original wife. ”

"That's nature, that woman, it's just playing, is there any comparison?"

Many people looked at Mu Anran, who was standing aside, gossiping.

Although Mu Anran has a name, she has no background after all, and she is young, married to a man who is a few years older than her father, so it is naturally difficult to avoid the fate of becoming the talk of the people.

Hearing these cold words, Mu Anran was absent-minded, but when he saw the beautiful face of the woman in the photo, a touch of embarrassment and loss flashed on his face.

She still remembers that on Valentine's Day that year, Fu Junhan hugged her and said that one day he would take her to see his mother's grave, although she was no longer there, she was the kindest and most beautiful mother in the world, and she would definitely like her daughter-in-law.

At that time, Mu Anran blushed, but she was thinking about what it would be like when that scene really happened, she should have told Fu Junhan's mother that she would live well with his son for the rest of her life and never let go of his hand.

Now, she finally has the opportunity to stand here, but her identity is so embarrassing.

She even felt that the beautiful and gentle face of the woman in the photo gradually became distorted, and there was a bit of irony in the soft gaze.