The black Land Rover drove into the main lane, and the man's bony fingers rested on the steering wheel, staring straight ahead.

"Where are you going?" After getting into his car, Mu Liang was a little uneasy.

"Hungry?" Fu Jinchen looked sideways slightly and asked her.

Mu Liang didn't expect him to ask this, touched his empty abdomen, and muttered in a low voice, "Hungry." "In the morning, she rushed to participate in the runoff, she didn't eat anything, and she spent most of the day, hungry.

Fu Jinchen's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he drove directly from the intersection in front of him to the city center.

As soon as the car arrived at the hotel, a uniformed doorman stepped forward. Fu Jinchen threw the car keys over, put one hand in his pocket and walked in.

Standing tall in the heart of the city, this hotel doesn't seem to blend in with the modern architecture that surrounds it. The hotel is built in antique style, looking from a distance, it seems to be a palace like a cascading layer, gilded and green tiles, and the whole is shining gold.

Mu Liang hadn't seen it up close, and she couldn't bear to look at it when she passed by occasionally. How much does it cost to build such a hotel?

"Go in and see." Fu Jinchen stretched out his hand and landed on her shoulder, urging.

Following him in, Mu Liang was gradually dumbfounded. Nine-storey soaring roof, gilt carved beams and columns, bluestone slab floor tiles. She finally understood why the hotel was called, the Royal Palace.

The eyes are full of gold, and it is indeed the palace!

"Four less—"

The manager of the hotel trotted over and said respectfully, "You are here." ”

"Hmm." Fu Jinchen answered softly and pulled Mu Liang into his exclusive box.

Push open the carved mahogany door, and everything in front of you can give people the illusion of traveling through time and space. Especially the waiter wearing a cheongsam and stepping on the bottom of the flower pot appeared, Mu Liang was completely dizzy.

Mu Liang came to his senses and asked the man next to him, "You often come here to eat?" ”

Fu Jinchen curled his lips, and after seeing her surprised gaze, he smiled slightly and said, "This is my place." ”

"Your?!" Mu Liang was surprised.

I knew that he was rich, but I didn't expect to be so rich!

Fu Jinchen looked proud, he accounted for most of the shares in this hotel, wasn't it his? He beckoned to the waiter waiting next to him, "Old rules." ”

"Yes." The palace maid wearing a cheongsam shook the handkerchief in her hand and left respectfully.

Mu Liang was stunned, and mocked: "Do you want to kowtow to you and say long live the emperor?" ”

"I don't mind." Fu Jinchen sat sideways in the mahogany chair, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more unsophisticated.

He has always been moody, so Mu Liang had no choice but to give up.

This luxurious box is spacious, with a raised platform in front of it, and the dragon chair at the top is shrouded in spotlights. There is an incense burner with a lotus base on the side, and white smoke curls up.

This situation is exactly what you see on TV. Mu Liang couldn't help but be curious, and followed the elegant aroma of the incense burner and walked over step by step.

Anyone who comes here for the first time is basically like her. Fu Jinchen didn't stop him, he had a phone call coming in, and he walked to the corner with his mobile phone to answer it.

Mu Liang walked up to the high platform, his fingers caressed the beautifully carved dragon chair, and he couldn't help but sigh. The imitation of the real image feels like touching the symbol of the pinnacle of power in the Forbidden City.

Although she doesn't love power, she has never sat on the dragon chair, so it is inevitable that she will be itchy. Thinking so in her heart, she really approached, turned and sat down.

Fu Jinchen hung up the phone and came back, catching a glimpse of the person sitting in the dragon chair, his eyes narrowing slightly.

A golden halo gathered over her shoulders. Mu Liang half-lowered his head, his red lips curled slightly, and his clear eyes smiled with satisfaction.

A fake chair is so happy?

Fu Jinchen raised his eyebrows, his gaze falling on her face. Looking at her like this, she really looks good.

However, it is unlucky for a woman to sit on a dragon chair!

"Come down." If Fu Jinchen turns his face, no one will give face. He wasn't really angry, but his natural coldness was overwhelming, and even if he didn't say anything, it still made people tense all over.

Originally, it was just a joke, but Fu Jinchen never expected that today's joke would become a prophecy.

Mu Liang felt that the chair was quite hard, and she was not uncommon.

Last time, Quan Yantuo brought his daughter-in-law to play, and he once sat on the dragon chair. Now that Mu Liang is also sitting, Fu Jinchen doesn't take it to heart.

Waiters come in and serve plates of delicate dishes. Mu Liang smelled the aroma and didn't care about it.

The table was full of dishes, and Mu Liang was reluctant to move his chopsticks after taking a closer look. Each dish was like a work of art, and she couldn't bear to eat it.

"Eat!"

Fu Jinchen pursed his lips and saw her holding chopsticks in a daze.

Mu Liang tasted the taste of the food, which was indeed very good. I have to say that there is a reason why it is expensive, and the ingredients are hot, and the face is afraid.

Fu Jinchen didn't eat much, and after picking two bites, he put down the chopsticks in his hand. He took out a cigarette and lit it, his thin lips opening and closing, and he puffed lightly on the smoke ring.

"Are you willing?" Fu Jinchen held a cigarette between his fingertips and asked without warning.

Mu Liang raised his eyebrows and did not answer. What can you do if you are unwilling?

Fu Jinchen leaned over and joked in her ear: "The next time there is such a thing, you will say that it is my wife, and no one will dare not give you face." ”

"......" Mu Liang glared, his face angry. This man not only sees jokes, but also falls into the well.

It's just that Mu Liang didn't know that his words were not a complete joke.

The waiter brought something in, and Mu Liang smelled a special aroma of wine. She saw that the white jade transparent bottle contained a light purple liquid, and the tip of her nose lingered with the fragrance of roses.

"What kind of wine is this?"

"Rose dew."

This wine complements the name perfectly.

The hotel manager pushed the door in and there seemed to be something. Fu Jinchen nodded, and before getting up, he told Mu Liang, "I'll go out for a while." ”

Mu Liang answered, but didn't care. She was almost full, staring at the rose dew in front of her, and in the spirit of learning and exploring, she poured herself a small cup.

Sweet in the mouth with a hint of grapes. It is not as spicy as white wine, and it is soft and comfortable to drink.

Mu Liang smiled lightly and poured another glass.

After dealing with the people in the box next door, Fu Jinchen pushed the door in and immediately felt that something was wrong. He pressed Mu Liang's wrist, frowned and asked her, "How many drinks have you had?" ”

"Five glasses." Mu Liang looked up at him, his eyes full of smiles.

Fu Jinchen's thin lips pursed lightly, and his handsome face was gloomy. This wine is very strong, and you can drink up to three glasses.

Coming out of the box, Fu Jinchen stared at the docile and well-behaved person in the crook of his arm, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly. The little wildcat put away its paws and looked like it had drunk too much.

Open the car door and pick her up, tentacles the warm fragrant nephrite. Fu Jinchen's deep eyes gradually darkened, and he quickly started the engine and drove the car home.