It was morning, and the warm sunlight was reflected by the window, and the birds in the branches were chirping, looking at the busy servants in the garden, tilting their heads and not knowing what they were thinking.

A cool air hit, and the people lying in the bedroom shivered.

I only felt that her temples were swollen and painful, which made her feel pain for a while, and she snorted, and she had to raise her hand to rub it before she opened her eyes.

"Miss Jiang! Are you awake? ”

Suddenly, a soft call frightened the girl on the bed, and she opened her eyes suddenly, it was an extremely strange environment.

At first glance, she knew that the furniture was of great value, and several servants in half-skirts surrounded her, and when she looked at it, they hurriedly lowered their heads.

She was breathless, nervously propping up the edge of the bed, didn't she sleep well at home? How did you get here!

After forcing herself to calm down, the girl slowly sat back on the edge of the bed, and she smiled as much as she could, trying to make herself look normal: "That...... Where am I now? ”

Finished! She couldn't organize her language at all, and when she woke up, her mind was completely messed up.

The words fell, and the maids froze in place, and they began to make eye contact in front of them.

"Little ...... Miss, you are now in the old mansion, in the young master's room. One of them replied boldly.

Old mansions? Young master's room?

Fragmentary images flashed through her mind, and she felt her head hurt even more. I just wanted to raise my hand and rub my head, but I found that the arm in front of me was familiar and unfamiliar, fair and slender, with clear blood vessels.

This...... So thin, she stared at the mole on her arm for a long time.

As if thinking of something, he hurriedly got out of bed, didn't have time to put on his shoes, and ran to the mirror with his bare feet on the wooden floor.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her black hair was scattered, her beautiful eyes were shining, she was full of dazed and frightened at the moment, and the plump and tight waist on her chest pierced her eyes.

Her eyes were almost dark, and the person in the mirror was not herself at all, but the person she knew most well...... The goddess-faced female artist of her meal, Jiang Zhiruo.

No wonder looking at the mole on her arm so wrong just now, she lowered her head a little weakly, she should have been surfing the Internet with a keyboard and drinking happy water in her rental house, and she was also her face dog, so it was impossible not to remember her face.

Looking at the concerned expressions of the maids, Jiang Zhiruo smiled lightly and waved her hand, but in fact, she roared in her heart: she actually became her idol!

Is there anything stranger than that?!

"I'm fine."

Of course she was fine, she just hated to die on the spot.

Jiang Zhiruo looked at the layout of the room carefully, and before she could get familiar with everything, the maids saw that she was fine, so they stepped forward to dress and wash her.

She has never been served like this, and she began to mumble in her heart that the female star she was chasing turned out to be so rich.

Seeing that the maid handed Chanel's patent leather low heels, Jiang Zhiruo took two steps back unnaturally, and put them on with a smile: "I'll do it myself." ”

"Miss, you and the young master returned to the old mansion only two days after they got married, and I was a little shocked to see you last night!" The maid didn't notice these clues, and said to herself.

Newlywed?! Jiang Zhiruo's face turned pale, and she suddenly remembered that when she was still Xu Jin, she happened to see the post called Fu Jue's hidden marriage before she fell into a coma, and the woman in the GIF was not herself!

Her heart started beating faster, wouldn't she? Could it really be that the one who married himself really ...... Fu Jue?

After anxiously dressing, the maid led her downstairs.

Good guys, this big one.

Jiang Zhiruo looked around the villa in amazement, the maids stopped, and she slowly stopped and retracted her gaze.

Maid: "Master, young master, young lady is here." ”

The maid moved away from her body after setting up her meal, and suddenly, her gaze froze somewhere.

At the table sat a man flipping through something on his iPad.

Xu heard the movement, he raised his head, and his bony hand slowly took off the gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The man's short hair was neatly groomed, and the broken hair that fell from his head was also lazily placed on his forehead, adding a bit of laziness.

The peach blossom eyes are as deep as a deep pool, the eyelashes are long, the thin lips are shallow under the high bridge of the nose, and the jaw line is a little cold, which just fits his indifferent expression.

Jiang Zhiruo stared at him for a long time, and the confusion in her eyes gradually cleared.

This man...... This man is Fu Jue!

For a moment, she felt that she couldn't breathe, and she could barely restrain herself from wanting to retreat.

Who is Fu Jue?

At the age of 23, he sat in the position of the CEO of the Gongjin Foundation, the most powerful company in Raccoon City, and was praised by the President of the United States as the most valuable young talent in the 21st century, and sat on the four major economic mainstream companies in Raccoon City before the age of 30.

She suddenly remembered the fragmentary picture that flashed in her mind just now, the original owner Jiang Zhiruo and Fu Jue divorced less than two days after they got married, and they just sprinkled the anger of this marriage on Fu Jue, and ran back to the old house by themselves when they were done.

Fear, fear, unacceptable, all kinds of negative emotions surged towards her like a tide, this man ...... How can she afford to mess with her?

Fu Jue saw that Jiang Zhiruo had been looking at him, the little girl's expression was complex and changed very quickly, although she was a little puzzled, she still lowered her head indifferently and continued to read the iPad.

The middle-aged man sitting on the side reading the newspaper was impatient, he frowned and shouted softly: "Why did this girl take so long today?" ”

Jiang Zhiruo came back to her senses violently, only to find that there was a middle-aged man sitting next to Fu Jue, who was reading the newspaper with relish in his hand, and did not forget to complain in his mouth.

"I ...... I'm coming. Jiang Zhiruo cautiously took a step forward, trying to improve her presence.

Hearing the voice, the man raised his head and squinted at her, and continued to lower his head to read the newspaper: "It's counted." ”

As soon as he spoke, Jiang Zhiruo panicked, she rubbed the corners of her clothes, and nodded with a red face: "Get up." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she put away her smile and frowned, her beautiful face full of sorrow.

"Fu Dong,"

The housekeeper stepped forward and called lightly, and handed the document in his arms to the old man: "This is the record of today's morning meeting, which has been sorted out, and the young master said......"

I couldn't listen to the rest of the words, if it weren't for leaning back on the seat, Jiang Zhiruo would almost have no legs and kneel on the carpet.

Can be called Fu Dong in Raccoon City...... If Jiang Zhi wants to cry without tears, isn't this person in front of her Fu Jue's father, Fu Lingtian, the chief representative of the Upper East Side!

Jiang Zhiruo panicked again all of a sudden, sitting between the two men, she now felt that she was a lamb to the slaughter.

I don't know what kind of attitude the father and son have towards the previous Jiang Zhiruo, so she sat on the chair next to her silently while the maid was eating.

It's better to be quiet and not get into trouble.

Fu Lingtian closed the newspaper and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Zhiruo: "It's so quiet today, why don't you bother?"

Jiang Zhiruo's heart suddenly rose to her throat again.

But fortunately, what Fu Lingtian meant by this was that he knew that Jiang Zhiruo was neither big nor small on weekdays.

"I'm so tired that I don't have any strength." Jiang Zhiruo pretended to be weak and propped up her head.

The servant who was next to her prepared the cloth meal, and she was just about to withdraw to the right when a pair of large hands suddenly wrapped around her shoulders, forcing her to unable to move.

It was Fu Jue, Jiang Zhiruo's heart jumped, and her body trembled slightly, as vigilant as a frightened rabbit.

"Be careful," Fu Jue said coldly, "How can you always be so sloppy?" ”

She turned her head, only to notice that the servant with a bowl of white porridge behind her was breathing rapidly, and his eyes were full of fear.

If it weren't for Fu Jue, this hot white porridge might have been spilled on her back, not only Jiang Zhiruo, but also the maid was afraid.

And the owner of that hand had already withdrawn his arm at this moment and continued to read the documents, his side face was very soft and obedient.

After all, he is still a young man in his twenties...... Jiang Zhiruo looked at it with a blank look, Fu Jue looked at her, and she was so frightened that she immediately turned her head.

"It's a small place, as soon as you come and squeeze, he comes and squeezes again, there is no place for me to eat......" Fu Lingtian said dissatisfiedly: "You still follow Xiao Jue home tonight, don't rely on me." ”

"Ahem......"

A mouthful of porridge almost squirted out of her mouth, Jiang Zhiruo swallowed it raw, blushed and lowered her head.

She almost forgot that she had married Fu Jue, although it had been less than three days, but now she was Fu Jue's rightful wife.

Fu Lingtian sensed that something was wrong: "What's wrong?" Don't be careful with your meals. ”

She was afraid that she would be discovered, so she hurriedly responded: "I'm fine, I'm fine." ”

Fu Lingtian, the old man, was so imposing that he couldn't do it, so frightened that Jiang Zhiruo said three sentences and two sentences, plus Fu Jue, who was far away from him, didn't say a word, and he was very aggrieved to eat a meal.

The Upper East Side is an area where the wealthy of Raccoon City gather, and the legal person of the most powerful Dongjin Consortium in Raccoon City is Fu Lingtian, whose CEO is Fu Lingtian's only son, Fu Jue.

What kind of character is Fu Lingtian?

Now that the Upper East Side is full of chaebols, the management of the region is extremely chaotic, and the chaebols voted for a general representative of the Upper East Side, and Fu Lingtian was unanimously elected.

The economic strength of the Upper East Side is extremely developed, no less than that of a developed country, and the status of Fu Lingtian, the general representative, is almost equivalent to the president of the country.

As Fu Lingtian's only son, Fu Jue is an extremely terrifying existence.

Now Fu Jue is in the prime of his twenty-three-year-old life, inheriting his father's business, Fu Jue has naturally become the youngest businessman in Raccoon City, and has a very powerful position in the political and business circles, and is also the dream lover of countless celebrities.

Jiang Zhiruo didn't understand the business world, but he only knew that the Fu family was the richest chaebol in the Upper East Side.

Staying in the past, Jiang Zhi didn't dare to think about it.

Putting down the spoon, she raised her hand and saw her wedding ring the size of a pigeon's egg, and the fact was that she was really married to Fu Jue.

And Jiang Zhiruo's original owner also ignored Fu Jue because he wanted to divorce Fu Lingtian's house, causing Fu Jue to follow her to her father's house.

This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, she was scared, and she didn't dare to ignore Fu Jue if she was given ten dares.

Jiang Zhiruo's original owner's stall actually let her clean up with a confused face, she swallowed a mouthful of white porridge with tears, only to feel that she had the wrong person.