Six hours later, the plane arrived at the airport in the independent state without incident.

The cabin door opened, and the group slowly descended the gangway.

The independent state is surrounded by the sea on three sides and has pleasant scenery.

At this time, it was a hot summer day in the independent state, and the moment I stepped out of the cabin, I only felt a damp and hot wind blowing in my face, which made people feel a little restless in their hearts for no reason.

Not far away, a row of Rolls-Royces was parked in order, like motionless guards.

On one side of the gangway stood a special receptionist.

The other party was dressed in a blue suit, with a big back comb, and a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, which was a bit of Sven scum.

Fu Yao saw Fu Tingshen and Shen Qingqiu's ten-fingered hands, and his eyes were shocked.

Even though Fu Xin had given him a vaccination early on, when he saw it with his own eyes, he still felt that all this was unbelievable.

You must know that the rumors about his husband in the independent state are either not close to women, or they like men, and there are also daughters of families who are not afraid of death who climb into his husband's bed, but without exception, they are all thrown out and warned fiercely.

Not only did he not be able to hold his head up and be a man, but even the entire family lost all his face.

These people, who have been subordinates for a long time, also wonder if there is something unspeakable about his husband's physiology.

Now the rumors are self-defeating, but they are a little difficult to accept.

Sensing Fu Tingshen's sharp gaze, Fu Yao immediately sorted out his emotions and stepped forward respectfully to greet him, "Sir, Miss Shen." ”

Fu Tingshen bowed slightly, took Shen Qingqiu's hand and bent over to get into the car.

After getting into the car, Fu Yao, who acted as the driver, asked out loud, "Sir, are you going back to the old house?" ”

"Back to the Garden!" Fu Ting commanded in a deep voice.

Fu Yao responded, but his eyes glanced at Shen Qingqiu through the rearview mirror.

For the existence of this Miss Shen, the master has long heard of it.

One after another, people were sent to conduct in-depth investigations, but without exception, they returned in vain.

Even the people sent by the Council of Elders to go deep into Haicheng were pulled out by his husband.

Now he has directly brought people back to the courtyard, which shows how different this Miss Shen is to his husband.

The car drove to the airport gate, and a group of uniformed people conducted a routine inspection of the relevant vehicles.

But when they saw Fu Tingshen's license plate number, they immediately stood up and let them go without any inspection.

Seeing this scene, a meaningful smile flashed across Shen Qingqiu's eyes.

Being treated so specially is enough to show that the Fu family's status in independent states is very important.

——

Along the way, Shen Qingqiu quietly leaned on Fu Tingshen's shoulder, looking at the rapidly reversing scenery outside the car window.

The towering building, decorated with neon lights, is full of futuristic technology.

The streets are filled with all kinds of luxury cars, even the limited-edition sports cars are unremarkable.

Approaching eleven o'clock, a group of Rolls-Royces methodically drove into Buckingham Palace halfway up the mountain.

A whole piece of French court-style buildings is brilliantly lit, like a pearl embedded in the mountainside, dazzling, gorgeous and noble.

Fu Yao stepped forward and opened the car door respectfully.

Shen Qingqiu got out of the car, looked around, and vaguely noticed a similar building not far away.

But the existence of that building is not as dazzling as the Buckingham Palace in front of you.

Raising his eyes, Fu Yao noticed the direction Shen Qingqiu was looking at, and explained loudly: "It's the Council of Elders over there, Miss Shen better not get close." ”

There is no ambiguity in what he says, just a well-meaning exhortation.

After all, the elders were trying to see Shen Qingqiu by all means.

Shen Qingqiu is coming up at this time, what is the difference between throwing himself into the net.

Shen Qingqiu retracted his gaze and walked slowly towards the steps.

After entering the annex, you will enter a huge fountain pool, which is made of white marble.

Fu Yao glanced at Shen Qingqiu, who was walking away, and asked Fu Tingshen respectfully, "Sir, what time will I come to pick you up tomorrow morning?" ”

Fu Tingshen raised his hand to tidy up his cuffs, and said casually: "Nine o'clock." ”

"Yes."

Seeing Fu Tingshen leave, Fu Yao's hanging heart was completely let go.

It's just that......

His gaze couldn't help but fall on Shen Qingqiu's body again.

If the people in the old house knew that Mr. had come back with a woman this time, or Miss Shen, who they had been looking down on, I don't know how they would feel?

At this time, Fu Xin walked to his side and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't sigh, after so many years, it's time to change the independent state." ”

"You know what." Fu Yao glared at him angrily, "It's a cabinet meeting in a few days, and I don't know how many people are staring at us in the dark!" ”

If something really goes wrong at this time, a few of them won't have enough heads!

Thinking of this, Fu Yao couldn't help but sigh again.

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On the other side, walking into the palatial living room, Shen Qingqiu looked around.

Crystal chandeliers reflect bright light, and French-style wall coverings are matched with champagne-colored furniture, which is full of extravagance.

She suddenly noticed the oil painting hanging at the top of the staircase, raised her eyebrows slightly, and walked over with a ghostly gesture, reached out and touched it gently.

The Baroque masterpiece "Glass Vase in a Stone Shrine", an excellent example of the golden age of floral still life, is said to be in the private possession of very few people, and it is now hung on the walls of the corridor as a decoration.

"Like?" Fu Tingshen walked to her side, stretched out his arm and naturally wrapped around her thin waist.

Shen Qingqiu looked at him with partial eyes, "I can't say I like it, but I was a little at a loss when I saw Mr. Fu's inhuman side." ”

Fu Ting hugged her waist and walked towards the sofa in the living room, "There are many more in the upstairs room, do you want to take a look?" ”

"Another day." Shen Qingqiu said, and couldn't help but yawn.

Fu Tingshen frowned slightly, "Sleepy?" ”

"Hmm." Shen Qingqiu's eyes flashed slightly, worried that Fu Tingshen would see the clue, so he casually made up an excuse, "Maybe I haven't had a good rest in the past two days." ”

"Then you go back to your room and rest." Fu Tingshen raised his hand and touched her cheek.

Shen Qingqiu answered, and she was arranged to the bedroom on the third floor.

After washing, she lay on the bed, holding on to the last shred of consciousness, and recorded it in the journal.

The record reads: On October 25th, the wind and sun were just right, and I followed Fu Tingshen to Independence Prefecture, but today I was extremely sleepy, probably due to the side effects of special drugs.

As the full stop under his fingertips was finalized, Shen Qingqiu finally couldn't resist the intense sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.

When she fell asleep, the door was quietly pushed open.

A tall, straight figure slowly approached.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her tenderly, as if he had inexhaustible affection.

He leaned down and landed a soft kiss on her brow.

When he turned to leave, he stepped on Shen Qingqiu's mobile phone.