Keiko Fujiwara listened to Count's words, smiled suddenly, and grinned at the man in the photo.

She will never forget the moment she saw Feng He in Kyoto Feng Zhai, just one glance, she saw it in her heart.

She was madly jealous of the woman named Heo Qingyou, and she couldn't understand why Feng Hyuk was obsessed with a woman who didn't love her.

Until one day, when she kept begging Feng Hao for a void name, she found that she was as stupid as Feng He at the beginning.

What is Love?

Keiko Fujiwara raised her hand to caress the handsome face, and whispered, "He, I must be buried with you." That position next to you can only be mine. ”

Count looked at the woman in front of him and shook his head as if no one was in a state of obsession.

He grew up in an orphanage in Malaysia and endured a lot of hardships. He didn't know who his parents were or where he came from.

Since the age of sixteen, he has been working in an auto repair shop, covered in oil all day.

When he was twenty years old, this woman suddenly appeared in front of him, took him to a five-star hotel, and dressed him as a rich man in a suit and leather shoes.

He still remembers that when she saw her new self, she hugged him and cried uncontrollably. is like a long-lost relative, at that moment, he trusted her.

She pulled out a financial magazine, and the cover on it turned out to be a young and handsome man who looked almost exactly like him.

She told him that this young man's name was Feng Hao, and that he had untold wealth and unimaginable rights.

She told him that the young man was his half-brother.

She told him that if she wanted to get back what belonged to her, she had to learn slowly, learn to imitate his qiē, and eventually return to the Feng family to replace him.

He began to be skeptical, and then he was very puzzled, since they were all family, why couldn't they go back directly?

And she, with only one sentence, in this world, he and Feng Hao, only one person can live. Because they look so similar, the absolute right is not to allow such a situation to occur.

The rights of each generation of the head of the Feng family are unique and exclusive.

From this, he began to slowly understand the traditional and ancient Feng family, and understand the life of a man who was almost exactly like himself.

Those endless wealth and overwhelming power positions gradually bewitched his heart. He began to have a thirst for this qiē, a desire for it.

Thinking about it, count subconsciously touched his face, in order to achieve a complete fit in appearance, he also had plastic surgery.

In order to completely imitate Feng Hao, he spent more than eight years, and now that he has succeeded, there are still a lot of good times waiting for him, how can he give up lightly?

"Li Wanqing is a vase, if it weren't for my grandmother's liking, I really wouldn't want to marry her!" count remembered the marriage and frowned.

Fujiwara Keiko walked behind Count, gently put her hand on his shoulder, massaged him, and said, "When the obstacle is cleared, what do you want, Li Wanqing is just an ornament, why do you bother with this matter? I still need her to do something, something very important!"

Count always felt that there was something in her words, and looked back at her suspiciously.