Jiang Fuyao worked hard all day, and finally had time to catch his breath late at night.

An Yuanhou was not in the room, as if he was with Aunt Mei again.

Jiang Fuyao was in no mood to care.

On this day, she couldn't remember how many people she had met and how many bits and pieces she answered, only that she was dizzy, her back hurt, and her mouth was about to smoke.

What's even more terrifying is that this is just the beginning.

I really don't know how to live the days to come.

Jiang Fuyao sat in front of the dressing table, looked at himself in the mirror and sighed, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, did Jiang Fuyue live like this before.

was so oppressed by his mother-in-law's family, and there was no support from his mother's family behind him, so he could only swallow his anger......

Wrong.

If Jiang Fuyue hadn't sent Mrs. Jiang to Yeting Prison, she would have been able to have the support of her mother's family, and she would never have fallen to the point where she is now!

Jiang Fuyao closed his eyes, trying to stabilize his emotions.

The most important thing for her now is to gain a firm foothold in the Hou Mansion first, and then rely on the power of the Hou Mansion to open up the connections in the capital, so that she can have a chance to save her mother.

It would be better if he could step on a few feet and Jiang Fuyue, who is now helpless.

She also knows that the Hou Mansion has declined, but as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even if it is not as good as before, can't she hold a Jiang Fuyue?

At this time, Jinxiu stepped forward with a cup of tea, gently put it on the dressing table, and turned around to spread her hair for her: "Madam, let's rest after drinking this tea, we have to go and say hello to the old lady tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Fuyao sighed heavily again.

I have to wake up early again......

I don't know when a day like this will be......

She took a sip of the teacup, and the sorrow between her eyebrows deepened.

——

For several days, Jiang Fuyao's days can be described as dire.

Although she learned to read accounts with Jiang Fuyue, she is still a novice in dealing with family affairs, and almost everything has to go wrong more or less, and the attitude of the people below towards her has slowly changed from temptation at the beginning to perfunctory now.

No matter what Jiang Fuyao ordered, the people below always responded on the surface, but in fact they didn't make any action at all, even if Jiang Fuyao personally urged him, he was always prevaricated by them.

The old lady was also very angry, and she lost her temper many times in Songshou Temple, and even moved the idea of taking charge of the house herself, but was persuaded by Liu's mother.

In all fairness, in the matter of housekeeping, the old lady and Jiang Fuyao can only be counted as half a catty and eight taels.

For the subordinates of the Hou Mansion, the two of them are the same no matter who is in charge.

In that case, then what is there to toss?

It's better to hand over the matter to Jiang Fuyao, in this way, at least the old lady can still be relaxed, and it is good to be idle and scold a few sentences to get angry, it is better than being tired and tired.

The chickens and dogs of the Marquis of Anyuan are jumping, but Jiang Fuyue's side is quiet.

When she realized that the efficiency of Shen Chuan's courtyard was too low and she was about to replace people, in just three or four days, the courtyard was cleaned up and Shen Chuan moved away.

Jiang Fuyue went to look and saw that the originally empty courtyard and hall had been arranged very elegantly, and all the green plant ornaments had been placed properly, and it looked like it was finally a place to live that could match Shen Chuan's identity.

"It's also strange, I've been grinding and chirping before, how did this be arranged so quickly?" Jiang Fuyue was a little puzzled for a while.

Shen Chuan coughed, and hurriedly pulled the topic elsewhere: "Madam, Mrs. Lin's craftsmanship is really good, I wonder if I can go over to eat at night?" ”

Being able to talk about rubbing rice so openly, Jiang Fuyue couldn't help but glance at him: "...... Of course. ”

Shen Chuan pursed his lips and chuckled: "Then I'm welcome." ”

The two walked around the courtyard and returned to the main hall.

Shen Chuan personally poured a cup of tea, put it in Jiang Fuyue's hand, and said, "Young Mrs. Xie is about to give birth, what is the girl's plan next?" ”

Jiang Fuyue thought for a while and said, "I have a friend who is helping me prepare a hot spring villa, and I don't know what happened, I'm going to go over and see it myself." ”

Hearing this, Shen Chuan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "There are so many friends with girls." ”

And none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

A teahouse and a blind box shop have attracted almost half of the people in the capital, but I didn't expect there to be a hot spring villa.

By next winter, I don't know how many people's pockets will suffer.

Jiang Fuyue smiled silently.

Well, who doesn't like money.

"But ......" Shen Chuan's eyes flashed, and a smile rose in his eyes, "Is it really appropriate for the girl to tell me such an important matter?" ”

"What's inappropriate?" Jiang Fuyue said with a smile, "Now I am friends with adults." ”

The hot spring villa is different from the teahouse and blind box shop, the latter is opened in the capital, and it is fresh enough, so it is not worried about sales.

But the hot spring villa is a little far away from the capital, no matter how much it is boasted, there will always be people who don't want to run this trip.

If Shen Chuan could go there, it would be different.

It can be seen from the banquet in the Hou Mansion some time ago that Shen Chuan is now the object of many people's stammering and worship.

Anyway, she's almost right to put it on now.

Shen Chuan understood her thoughts, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "Then since they are friends, the girl is an adult, so she is too rusty, right?" ”

Although he doesn't mind being used by Jiang Fuyue, he won't be ambiguous when it's time to benefit himself.

Jiang Fuyue was slightly stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

"I will give it a word." When he said this, Shen Chuan almost couldn't suppress the anticipation in his eyes.

Jiang Fuyue blinked: "We...... Is it so close? ”

"Why not?" Shen Chuan's brows frowned slightly, and there was a faint accusation on his face, like a little daughter-in-law who had been let down, "I live with the girl, how can I get close?" ”

Jiang Fuyue frowned, and her face showed disgust: "My lord, don't say such things and ruin my reputation." ”

The smile on Shen Chuan's face grew: "I'm telling the truth." ”

"Okay then," Jiang Fuyue also smiled, "Yu Huai." ”

Her voice was languid, and when she called his name...... But there is not a trace of affection.

Shen Chuan thought about it carefully, Jiang Fuyue's feeling of calling these two words was the same as Xie Ziqi calling him.

So Shen Chuan was silent.

After a long time, he took a deep breath: "Well, Fuyue. ”

His voice was low and cold, with an inexplicable magnetism.

Jiang Fuyue's heart moved slightly.

Her name came out of Shen Chuan's mouth, how could she have a feeling that she couldn't say it.

It was a somewhat unfamiliar feeling, but it wasn't offensive.

"Childe!" Wei Ze suddenly ran in quickly, "There is news from the Jinguo Mansion that Young Lady Xie is about to give birth, please Miss Jiang over!" ”

(End of chapter)