Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 45 Called to Private Residence by Fu Sicheng
A black Maybach follows a blue and white taxi.

The road section became more and more bustling. Originally, Gu Yang just followed the car, his mind was all on Song Rao, and he didn't pay attention to where Song Rao was going, but when he entered this area, Gu Yang gradually realized something.

This is Fu Sicheng's territory.

His brows gradually frowned, but there was still a trace of luck in his heart, but as Fu Sicheng's residence got closer, Gu Yang's heart also became a little bit crazy.

The car stopped in front of the black gold gate, Fu Sicheng's private residence, the "Cen Garden" that symbolized his identity.

He was sitting in the driver's seat, with a tense and cold face, his back molars were biting sorely, and he was staring at the car.

Seeing Song Rao get out of the car and walk into the gate.He broke through in an instant, went crazy, lost control, slammed the steering wheel, and the veins on his neck bulged.

Song Rao entered the gate, a luxury car was already waiting for her.

As expected of Fu's family, it takes a few minutes to drive home.

This is Fu Sicheng's private residence. He doesn't live in Fu's house, but lives here by himself. This is the first time she has come to this place. She has always heard that Fu Sicheng's private residence "Cen Yuan" is worthy. It is more luxurious than the White House, but more connotative.

Seeing it with my own eyes, it is really rich.

He just didn't know that his capital was ill-gotten gains obtained by stepping on the flesh and blood of many innocent people.Song Rao thought of her poor father who was suffering in prison.

With hatred, the car stopped in front of the villa.

Eight Roman pillars stand in front, magnificent.

Song Rao got off the car and walked into the villa.

In the study room, Fu Sicheng was still sitting at the desk until the intercom phone on the desk rang and he answered it.

"Sir, Miss Song is here."

"Ah."

He got up immediately, ready to go downstairs.

The tall figure walked through the long corridor, and saw a thin figure standing in the middle of the hall downstairs.

With her back facing the direction of the stairs, she was wearing a white dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders. She just stood there without doing anything. The sight of her back made people linger in dreams.

Fu Sicheng stood at the stairs on the second floor, watching her from top to bottom, not going down in a hurry.

His gaze slowly moved down on Song Rao's waist to her exposed half of her calf, and then looked down, she was wearing a pair of beige flat shoes, and her ankles were so slender and white that they were eye-catching.

The senior housekeeper poured juice for Song Rao, warmly invited her to the sofa, and played TV for her.

Hearing movement from behind, Song Rao turned her head and stood up again when she saw Fu Sicheng: "Boss Fu."

Fu Sicheng: "Sit."

He sat down on the sofa first, followed by Song Rao.

"How's your hand?" He asked as he took a small bag of things on the table and opened it.

Song Rao looked subconsciously, and saw gauze cotton swabs and a box of burn ointment in the bag.She couldn't help frowning, Fu Sicheng came here to change her medicine, right?
"Much better." Song Rao replied.

"Did you touch the water?" He asked again, and at the same time turned his body to Song Rao, grabbed her burned hand, and began to remove the gauze for her.

Song Rao didn't resist, but just told him: "Boss Fu, you just changed my medicine in the company yesterday."

"The weather is hot, changing the dressing frequently will heal quickly."

"Boss Fu really cares about his employees. It's fine in the company, and he still wants to send a car to pick them up all the way."

Her tone sounded unhappy, Fu Sicheng glanced at her and said, "Be early, I won't delay your work."

"So you asked me to come here just to change the medicine?"

(End of this chapter)