Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

Late winter, it's night

The neon lights on both sides of the street are flashing and the traffic is like a dragon.

KTV, a woman with bright red lips and crimson cheeks, half lying on the leather sofa chair with silky eyes, her slender jade fingers holding a high foot wine glass, as beautiful as a picture.

He looked up, drank the wine in the cup, took out a few hundred yuan bills from his bag and threw them on the tea table.

Later, the whole person walked out of the magnificent threshold.

The feeling of dizziness hit, and she could only lean on the door frame, hoping to slow down.

In the cold wind, a valuable Baoshi roared in the silent dark night. The door opened and shook her head. Before she could see the face of the person getting off, she knocked her eyes, and the whole person gradually slid underground

The man in black suit got out of the car, went straight to her, reached out to pick her up, returned and stuffed her into the carriage. The car started, drove out of the KTV section, and drove straight to a luxurious building

"Who are you? Where are you taking me?"

Several times, Mu Yansheng wanted to open his eyes and look at him carefully, but they all failed. His head was really dizzy and he felt like vomiting.

Straight lines, proud profile, straight dress

Vaguely, she seemed to hear the sound of flameout, and then she was picked up by him... The chest was very wide, as strong and hard as his father's chest.

***Omitted here***

All night, she was so tired that she couldn't see the people on her.

The thin light penetrated the clouds. Mu Yansheng woke up from a nightmare. His head exploded, and his whole body was full of pain.

She sat up and found herself naked. There was a blood red mark on the sheet that frightened her.

What happened last night?

Sporadic and vague fragments exploded flowers in her mind.

Sadly, sanima, she was taken away for the first time. However, she planned to give her husband a gift on her wedding night.

He curled up and buried his face in his knees. The lacrimal glands swelled and hurt. Soon, bean sized tears rolled down his cheeks like broken lines of pearls.

"Dududududui..." the door knocked.

Mu Yansheng held the quilt tightly, and a restrained voice came in: "Miss mu, are you awake?"

"Who are you...?"

Although it was a man's voice, she was sure that it was by no means the man who wanted her last night.

Biting her lip, she asked.

"I'm Mr. Fu's subordinate. Mr. Fu has been waiting for you downstairs. Please change your clothes quickly. Don't let Mr. Fu wait for a long time."

"Fu... Who is Fu always?"

"You'll know when you go down." Dressed neatly, walking out of the room, the first thing you see is a row of exquisite wood carving railings, which are engraved with lifelike patterns, and the whole yard exudes an antique and elegant atmosphere.

At a glance, she saw the man standing under a flower tree with his back to her and talking to another man.

"Dada dada", in order to look at the man's face, she deliberately trampled loudly.

Sure enough, he turned around. Although his face was excellent, it was strange. His hair seemed a little too long and crossed from the brow bone.

In the deep eyes, what hides is the cold that can't be seen at all, and the thin lips are tightly pursed.

"Who are you?"

She summoned up the courage to ask, but her clenched hands trembled slightly, because she knew who he was.

The man last night had the same cold breath as him.

Neither humble nor arrogant, neither flashing nor hiding, the thin lips were lifted gently, and the three words were gently spit out by him, "Fu qizun."

The sound line is as cold as his people, but it also has endless charm.

His head exploded... Fu qizun!

These three words are equivalent to a commercial brand, which is well known in this city.

He is the myth and legend of the business world. He has a great fortune, worth more than 100 million, and his strength is also first-class and strong... The rumored cold president, Fu qizun?

The boss of shihaoting Hotel, millions of people every minute, Fu qizun?!

Is it a duplicate name or?

Fu looked at the woman's shocked expression, pulled his lips and hissed coldly, "let's go."

"To... Where?" In the face of such a man, she has unspeakable tension.

"Of course..." Fu qiaozun said here, paused slightly, then turned and looked out the door, "Civil Affairs Bureau."

Suddenly, Mu Yansheng was petrified.

Shock can't simply tell her feelings.

Civil Affairs Bureau? She just graduated from high school. Is she going to get a certificate with a strange man?

What the hell is going on?

Looking at the woman as if she were a papaya, Fu qiaozun drew a mocking smile on the side of his mouth.

"It seems that you don't know what happened... It's all right. Someone will tell you soon."

Before Mu Yansheng could recover from his shock, he saw a familiar figure running from a distance.

"Yan Sheng!" The middle-aged man panted and ran into the door. When he saw Fu uniform, he immediately nodded. The compliment in his look was obvious.

Mu Yansheng opened his eyes and looked at the visitor. Some couldn't believe it: "Dad... Dad?"

Yes, the visitor is mu Yansheng's father. Mu is just like him.

What's father doing here?

"Yan Sheng......" when he saw his daughter, Mu Yang immediately rushed up and pretended to cry, "it's dad who's sorry for you!"

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind, "Dad, what's going on?"

Mu Yansheng's heart is pounding, but don't be

"I'm sorry, daughter. My father is incompetent and not good enough. My father has to..." Mu Yang cried with a deep voice.

Thinking of what Fu uniform said just now, Mu Yansheng felt his heart sink like a broken cliff.

"You really took me..."

"Sold." The two words were squeezed out of her teeth.