Jiang Yuan remained silent.
It is said that the leader of the Fu family is calm and self-possessed, not a womanizer, and has never had any scandals. He is a Buddhist son who is rare to meet in a hundred years.
Jiang Yuan was very curious, what kind of woman would catch his eye?
Maid Zhao Lan came in quickly, politely and respectfully, "Miss, please come with me."
Jiang Yuan followed behind him and went to the bedroom on the second floor.
Obviously this is a guest room, but it is kept spotless.
The classic hotel-style layout and pure white bed sheets look a bit abrupt without any fireworks. This was Jiang Yuan's first impression.
If she were asked to design, the first step would be to replace all the white bedding.
Jiang Yuan was suddenly stunned as to why she had such strange thoughts.
This is my uncle's home, what does it have to do with her?
It's a bit like a dog trying to get rid of the mouse, and it's too nosy.
"Miss, please take off your shirt so that I can apply medicine for you."
Jiang Yuan is not used to being touched by strangers, even if the other person is a woman.
"Thank you for your kindness. I can do it myself." Jiang Yuan refused.
Zhao Lan no longer insisted and left the bedroom to guard the door.
This is the first member of the opposite sex that Mr. Fu has brought back to the villa. Will she be the future hostess?
He looks a little young, but that's not a problem.
Although Mr. Fu is twenty-seven years old, he is no different from the young man. He is even stronger and more powerful. Looking at Beijing, there are really few that can compare.
You need good looks, you need money, you need to be able to marry someone, and you need to have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life.
Zhao Lan stood outside the door, waiting quietly.
Jiang Yuan worked very quickly and applied it all in just ten minutes. Feeling the slightest coolness coming from her skin, she let out a sigh of comfort, finally no longer feeling so itchy.
My uncle's family doctor is quite capable.
She went to the bathroom, looked at the familiar face in the mirror, and couldn't help but smile to herself.
It was really embarrassing to be thrown into my grandma's house now. Only a ghost would like it when she danced around in front of his eyes with such an ugly face.
Jiang Yuan washed her hands and pushed open the door, then followed Zhao Lan downstairs.
at the same time.
Fu Yanli, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up. The little girl's expression was as usual and she didn't seem to be that uncomfortable anymore.
Jiang Yuan walked to the sofa and took the initiative to say, "Uncle... thank you."
When Fu Yanli heard the little girl use the honorific, he just twitched his lips and didn't say much.
"Well... I should go." Jiang Yuan said goodbye.
Fu Yanli did not agree, "Don't worry, I'll take you back after dinner."
Jiang Yuan didn't want to disturb you too much, "I've already eaten tonight."
Hearing this, Fu Yanli raised his eyebrows, "Can fruit be used as rice, or wine?"
Jiang Yuan replied softly, "I'm not hungry."
"I'm hungry, come with me."
"Uncle, my face is covered in rash, which will affect your appetite."
Fu Yanli stood up from the sofa and glanced at her lightly, "Are you underestimating your beauty, or are you questioning my emotional instability?"
Jiang Yuan's inner OS: Come and tell me, is my uncle praising me? ? ?
The corners of her lips curved upward, and her answers were filled with a sense of pleasure.
"Uncle, your mood is very stable, even if the wolf comes, you will not move..."
Mount Tai collapses in front but remains unchanged, elk rises to the left but cannot blink. This sentence probably refers to him.
Look at her cute smile.
Fu Yanli's mood also improved, "You must be eating honeydew melon tonight, otherwise, why would you talk so sweetly?"
"Uncle, everything I say comes from the bottom of my heart, and there is no lie in it."
Fu Yanli nodded slightly, "I believe it."
The two walked to the dining table and sat across from each other.
Speaking of which, this was their first time eating alone.
In the past, when the family had dinner together, they were always far apart and did not have the opportunity to communicate much.
There are only a handful of times.
The most impressive time was when she followed her grandfather to the Fu family's old house as a guest, and she happened to have menarche, which was very anxious for a young girl.
Fu Yue was the first to notice that something was wrong with her expression. Whether intentionally or not, he wanted to find trouble overtly or covertly.
Jiang Yuan sat on the bench, motionless.
At that time, Fu Yanli, who happened to be returning home, passed by the yard. He found an excuse to push his nephew away, and then looked at Jiang Yuan, who was full of restraint.
"Whose child are you?"
"I'm the unwanted child."
Hearing this answer, Fu Yanli couldn't help but be startled, and in a flash he figured out that this might be the poor granddaughter of the Zhai family that the old man mentioned on the phone a few days ago.
It is said that her mother died of illness and her father died in love, leaving an orphan girl who was only fourteen years old, so she had to be taken to the capital.
Fu Yanli's whole heart softened.
It was midsummer at that time. The little girl wore a high tail braid, a white top with a navy blue skirt, and a pair of white thighs tightly together.
Fu Yanli observed her face, which was slightly pale, with fine beads of sweat oozing out from her forehead.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Fu Yanli asked tentatively.
Jiang Yuan pursed her lips tightly and lowered her head silently without speaking.
Fu Yanli suddenly realized that the little girl in front of him was probably in physical trouble.
For a 21-year-old boy at that time, some words were difficult to say.
Fu Yanli paused, "Do you feel pain in your lower abdomen?"
Seeing her nodding, Fu Yanli became more sure of what he was thinking.
He turned around and called the servant, bowed his head and said a few words, then looked at the girl with slightly frowning eyebrows.
"Little girl, ask Auntie to take you to the bathroom so you don't get lost."
Jiang Yuan was very grateful, "Thank you, brother~"
Hearing this, Fu Yanli twitched the corner of his mouth, but did not refute.
It's just that calling it this way may confuse the seniority.
He didn't care. As for the old man, you can imagine.
The luncheon was sumptuous.
The chef hired with a high salary cooked a lot of Su Xi dishes. Mr. Fu took great pains to entertain his old friend's granddaughter.
Mr. Fu said to Yao'er who was sitting on his right, "This is your uncle Zhai's granddaughter Jiang Yuan. She just turned fourteen this year. I will take care of her in the future."
It turned out that the little girl's name was Jiang Yuan, which was a very good name. Fu Yanli nodded slightly.
"Wishuan, this is your uncle Fu Yanli. He just came back from abroad today." Mr. Fu continued to introduce.
Jiang Yuan: "..."
Just when she hesitated.
Fu Yanli took the initiative and said, "If you don't want to call me uncle, you can just call me brother..."
Mr. Fu immediately became furious, "If you want to downgrade yourself, please don't drag me into the water. If you wish, just call me grandpa. If you want to be your grandson, no one will stop you."
Hearing this, Fu Yanli was not angry.
He curled his lips and said, "I hope you can shout as much as you want, and we will jump out of the Seven Realms."
Everyone at the table looked at Jiang Yuan.
Under the gaze of everyone, she blushed and said, "Uncle..."
What happened six years ago is still fresh in my memory.
Jiang Yuan looked at the man sitting opposite. They all said that time is like a butcher's knife and will leave marks on people's faces, but there was no trace on Fu Yanli's body.
As if he had frozen his age, he was still young and more attractive than before.
Just like wine made from grapes, the longer it ages, the more fragrant and mellow it will be, and the sweeter it will be.
Fu Yanli saw that she was distracted and reminded him softly, "I wish..."
"...What did you just say?" Jiang Yuan came back to his senses.
The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he asked instead, "Want to hear it again?"
