Huayuan has three parts, the good garden where the servants live, the ink garden where the guests live, and the master's landscape garden.

The clean and spacious main road leads directly to the landscape garden, and the jasmine gardens around both sides are elegant and quiet, exuding a subtle fragrance that blends into the air.

Huayuan is a place that everyone yearns for, but it is not.

Ling Xiaoyuan looked at the Jingyuan in front of him, everything that happened before was once again like the next tumbling tide of the receding sea, directly crashing into Ling Xiaoyuan's mind.

Ling Xiaoyuan remembered that before the car accident, he was shouting every day to move into Jingyuan and live with Jiang Fuxuan, but Jiang Fuxuan had thousands of ways to refuse him.

At that time, Ling Xiaoyuan didn't understand why he always had to resist because he was Jiang Fuxuan's other half.

The current Ling Xiaoyuan is a big realization, he is not the hostess of Huayuan at all, he is just a "guest" of Huayuan.

It's just wishful thinking

Thinking about it, her eyes became distracted, and there was no trace of light.

Jiang Fuxuan looked at Ling Xiaoyuan in a daze, raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help asking.

"What do you think? So fascinating? ”

Ling Xiaoyuan's fantasy was shattered by Jiang Fuxuan's words at once, and he returned to reality, leaving everything before behind.

Ling Xiaoyuan retracted the depression just now, became casual, and leaned on Jiang Fuxuan's shoulder.

"Well, I'm thinking about what to eat at noon, I'm recovering from a serious illness, and I must take good care of my body."

Jiang Fuxuan knew that a small-minded and brainless woman like Ling Xiaoyuan would not only eat, drink and have fun, but then go shopping, buying and buying.

Jiang Fuxuan now has a hundred million regrets asking this sentence, it is better for her to be quiet.

"What you want to eat, let Aunt Liu cook it for you, and you can arrange the rest of the time."

Jiang Fuxuan took out a card from the pocket of his suit and handed it to Ling Xiaoyuan.

"There are three million on the card."

Ling Xiaoyuan glanced at the card in Jiang Fuxuan's hand, and wanted to grab it at once, but the "great goal" told Ling Xiaoyuan not to.

The first chapter of Ling Xiaoyuan's plan is "gentle and virtuous"

According to Ling Xiaoyuan's evil supplement to the palace fight drama and the novel of the domineering president, Ling Xiaoyuan came to a result.

These men all like the delicate and weak, obedient and gentle White Lotus, as well as the green tea that pushes back and forth.

Moreover, Ling Xiaoyuan found one more result.

Like himself, he loves money and wealth, has a big chest and no brain, has long hair and short knowledge, and is especially fond of bullying others, this is the legendary vicious passerby A.

If you don't get out of the second episode, you will definitely hang up!

Although the proportion of those who were kicked off in advance by the male protagonist is more, the focus is on "less money"

Hundreds of thousands, let alone mixing in high society, it is difficult to even live in the second half.

Therefore, these tell Ling Xiaoyuan a truth, as long as he has a deep relationship with Jiang Fuxuan, in the end, it is best that their relationship is inseparable, and when the time comes, there will be more money.

Now

She rejected the "big red envelope" sent by Jiang Fuxuan with no conscience

Ling Xiaoyuan waved his hand, looking well-behaved, and grabbed Jiang Fuxuan's blazer with his small hand.

"No need, people are not people who love money, people love you, not your money."

Obviously, Jiang Fuxuan almost dropped his jaw when he heard the words "no need".

It's you who love, not your money?

This sentence was playing quickly in Jiang Fuxuan's mind, wouldn't Ling Xiaoyuan's conscience hurt when he said this?

Jiang Fuxuan felt that Ling Xiaoyuan was a little weird, it wouldn't be a plan to sweep away his property.

Jiang Fu Xuan's slightly strange gaze stared at Ling Xiaoyuan's face, carefully looking at it over and over again.

Ling Xiaoyuan looked at Jiang Fu Xuan's incredulous gaze and was not surprised at all.

That's right, even she herself admits that she is a woman who sees money.

Seeing money is like seeing your own son.

Saying such words that violated his conscience, Ling Xiaoyuan was also very embarrassed.

Jiang Fu Xuan's hand was attached to Ling Xiaoyuan's forehead.

"This woman doesn't have a fever either, how can she talk nonsense, don't want money, is this still Ling Xiaoyuan? Is there something wrong with your brain? ”