night.
Jinyuan.
The huge building is located in the golden area of the imperial capital. The architectural style is European retro with a modern and fashionable atmosphere. It is one of the top luxury private clubs in the country.
Luxurious vehicles parked in the empty yard.
The car door opened, and Fu Chenyan, who had just attended the wedding, got out of the car. He fastened a suit button with his slender fingers and turned to open the door on the other side.
"arrive."
Sang Ran was picked up, wearing a pure white wedding dress, and dragged far away. Two servants immediately went up to help her hold up the skirt.
Sang Ran raised her head and looked around. It was a very large manor, almost the same as the one at home.
"What are you looking at?"
"That sculpture doesn't look good, there are so few flowers here, and the color of the floor isn't pretty either. Why isn't that building pink?"
It sounded soft and waxy, and was blown away by the wind.
Fu Chenyan squinted his dark eyes: "There are many things."
Sang Ran was shaken by the fierce body, stopped, and whispered softly: "I...I just made a suggestion. It doesn't matter if you don't change it. I will go home when Grandpa Fu recovers."
Fu Chenyan looked at the timid girl, as if just one word could scare her into tears.
He frowned and said, "I will use 20% of Fu Group's shares as divorce compensation. It is written in the contract that I will not lose any less."
Sang Ran pursed her pink lips. She was not surprised. Grandpa Fu had been kind to their family in the past. Dad said that he should be a person who knows how to repay kindness.
It doesn't matter, she can just stay here for a year and then go home.
Sang Ran comforted herself in her heart.
"gone."
Fu Chenyan was tall and had slender legs. He walked with a breeze, and Sang Ran was left behind in a short while.
"Wait for me."
Sang Ran raised her skirt and quickened her pace. She accidentally stepped on the tail of her long skirt and threw herself forward.
She closed her eyes in fear. After a long time, there was no pain as she imagined. The doll bumped into Fu Chenyan's arms again, and a faint fragrance hit her face.
His chest was as hard as a wall. Sang Ran felt like there were many stars spinning above her head. She raised her hand and touched her forehead. She was obviously stunned.
Fu Chenyan: "Stupid."
Sang Ran sniffed aggrievedly. The pain in her forehead was still there. Sang Ran couldn't bear any pain and tears were about to fall again.
"Don't cry."
His voice was cold, with a hint of danger, his cold brows were slightly furrowed, and his black pupils were emotionless.
Sang Ran sobbed softly and rubbed her eyes in embarrassment •́‸ก.
Her eyes were red, like a bullied rabbit, and her face was pale and pink, making people want to pity her.
It was the first time that Fu Chenyan saw such a delicate and crying doll. He coldly grabbed her wrist and led her into the living room.
"Fifth Master, madam."
The maid stood aside respectfully and looked at their new lady.
As expected, he is just as timid and prone to crying as in the legend.
"lady?"
Sang Ran's dark eyes were blank, and she was very unfamiliar with this word.
Fu Chenyan took him to the side bed on the second floor and opened the door, "From now on, you will live here."
The room is simple and high-end, with a light mid-tone style. The bed is a very square square with a gray bedding on it.
Sang Ran pointed to the big white bed in the middle, and her soft and waxy voice sounded again, "I... I want a pink bed, and I also want to hold my pink rabbit, otherwise... otherwise I won't be able to sleep."
Fu Chenyan: "..."
"Where am I going to get you a pink bed now, pink bunny? Sleep here tonight and I'll get it tomorrow."
His voice was still cold, without any emotion.
Sang Ran nodded obediently, "Okay, thank you."
Fu Chenyan was about to turn around and leave when Sang Ran's hands grabbed the corners of his clothes.
"Um?"
Sang Ran whispered: "I'm hungry."
"There's a lot going on."
Then, Sang Ran was taken to the dining area below by Fu Chenyan.
"what do you like eating?"
Sang Ran: "Small cakes, potato chips, spicy strips, lollipops..."
Fu Chenyan: "..."
"No."
Sang Ran lowered her head, curled her lips, and whispered, "Then I'll eat."
Not long after, Sang Ran got a small pink cake.
And the kitchen actually knew that her favorite flavor was pink strawberry cake.
Unlike Fu Chenyan, a bad guy who knew how to bully her.
(ó﹏ò｡)
"I'll have a meeting in the study first. After you finish, go to your room to wash up and rest."
Sang Ran raised her head, her black eyes were clear and translucent, her cheeks were bulging, and there was extra pink cream on her lips.
Fu Chenyan looked at the girl in front of him and was stunned for two seconds. Then he raised his finger and gently wiped off the cream from the corner of Sang Ran's mouth.
"fool."
Sang Ran didn't want to pay attention to this man anymore. In addition to calling her stupid, he also had too many things to do and didn't say a word to her.
His whole person looked gloomy, as if someone owed him money.
Sang Ran was too angry to say anything, she lowered her head and continued eating the cake.
Fu Chenyan stood up and left the dining area.
The study room is large, with a simple desk, files on the left, a pen holder, and a computer in the middle.
Fu Chenyan turned on the camera. His cold black eyes were emotionless, except for a small red flower on his suit. He was as cold as ever.
"Make up all the meetings today."
The senior executives on the computer looked at each other in confusion. I heard that today is the CEO's wedding day. On the wedding day, do they have to work overtime for meetings? ?
As expected of Mr. Fu!
Fu Chenyan asked again: "How did you change the plan last time? Let's explain it again this time."
He leaned slightly against the seat behind him, staring at the screen and tapping his fingers lightly on the table, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"Mr. Fu... my plan has been changed."
A senior executive began to report on his work tasks. The whole place was silent and there was no sound. Although it was across the screen, Fu Chenyan's aura could still be felt. The senior executive's palms had already broken out in a layer of cold sweat.
The air pressure around him was very low. Fu Chenyan frowned, as if he was dissatisfied. He was about to say something.
At this moment, there was a slight knock on the door, and the girl's soft voice echoed in the room.
"husband."
