Fast time travel, did the host kill the villain today?

Chapter 65 Mrs. President, She's Super Favorite (5)

"Boss Fu..." The nanny instantly became extremely embarrassed, at first she didn't notice the existence of Shen Mochi.

"I don't need to cook tonight." Fu Jiu put down the documents and waved to the young man, "Clean the house and go back."

"Alright Mr. Fu, I'll go clean it right away." As if the nanny had been pardoned, she still cared about this hard-won high-paying job.

Watching the nanny walk into the kitchen, Shen Mochi regained his senses and walked quickly to Fu Jiu's side, put down the chopsticks and urged, "Fu Jiu, try it."

Just one glance at the sticky stuff in the bowl made Fu Jiu feel regretful. She rubbed the sticky noodles with chopsticks and asked, "Are you sure this is edible?"

"Yes, I have already tasted it." The boy's eyes sparkled.

Already tried it?

Under Shen Mochi's gaze, Fu Jiu frowned, pinched off a lump of noodles and put it in her mouth.

Fu Jiu: "..."

What about that thing?

Although it is not unpalatable, it is really unpalatable, and the smell of spices barely overwhelms the salty taste.

This is what he called tasting fruit?Does he like spice?

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Seeing Fu Jiu put it in his mouth, Shen Mochi subconsciously straightened his back, looking like he was waiting for a compliment.

Fu Jiu: "..."

"It's not very tasty." The woman said the words mildly, but when she saw the boy's slumped face, she immediately changed the topic, "It's barely okay, and it's not too bad. Don't do it next time."

"You like it, I'll make it for you next time." Automatically ignoring Fu Jiu's last words, Shen Mochi nodded happily.

Fu Jiu: "..."

Night bar.

The lights flickered and the body twisted.

On the lively dance floor, there are no boundaries for men and women to dance close to each other.

Beside the rows of freshly mixed spirits stood two men and a woman.

The woman was wearing a snow-white bubble skirt, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. The two men were wearing neat suits, and their hair was slightly messy. It looked like they had just rushed to the bar.

"An'an, don't cry, we have taught those people a lesson for you, it's all right."

Xiang Mingxuan looked at Jiang An distressedly, and raised his hand to hug him, but when he thought that Jiang An liked Meng Xuanli, he withdrew his hand again.

"I have a drama in my hands recently. Why don't you come for an interview with An An. There is a female third in it, and your image fits you very well." Compared to Xiang Mingxuan's verbal comfort, the prudent Liu Yujie directly offered an olive branch.

Jiang An came to work in the bar because he was short of money and had no movies to film. Instead of worrying about whether Jiang An would be harassed by hooligans, it would be better to film Jiang An's scenes. Not only can he hone his acting skills, but he can also accumulate popularity.

"Can I really go to the interview?" Jiang An didn't show any pretense, and quickly raised his head to look at Liu Yujie in surprise.

She had taken over several good dramas through Meng Xuanli's relationship before, but because of her low status, she didn't get any good roles. After bumping into a woman in a wheelchair in the hotel that night, Meng Xuanli began to have sex with her. She is distant.

This made Jiang An feel very uneasy. In the past, Jiang An would never want to have anything to do with a proud man like Meng Xuanli. people hate.

"Of course." Liu Yujie stretched out his hand and gently touched Jiang An's head, calmly, without any scruples about Xiang Mingxuan.

He can't touch a brother's woman, but if Meng Xuanli doesn't want it, can't he try it?
"Then I have time for the interview anytime." The girl raised her head and smiled against the tears in her eyes, her eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars.

"Anytime. Are you free tomorrow? I'll pick you up."

"Okay, I'm free, send me a message when you arrive."

East Villa.

It was early in the morning, and the study on the third floor was still lit.

Fu Jiu put down the pen in her hand and looked up at the photo in the upper right corner.

It was a family portrait. The middle-aged men and women in the photo were smiling and looking at the camera with happiness.

At the front of the photo stood a girl with a ponytail. The girl was sixteen or seventeen years old, and the smile on her immature face couldn't reach her eyes.

It was a photo taken when Fu Jiu was traveling abroad with his parents when he was 97 years old. It was also in that year that Fu Jiu lost his parents.

From the photos, this is a very happy family of three, but in fact, Fu Jiu's existence does not please his parents.

In the year of Fu Jiu's birth, Mrs. Fu suffered from dystocia and collapsed, resulting in infertility. The Fu family's couple changed from looking forward to Fu Jiu's birth to hating her.

At that time, the Fu family was not as big as it is now, but it was considered one of the best celebrity families in H City. Such a large family business naturally needed a son to inherit it.

Fu Jiu's existence made Mr. Fu no successor, and Mrs. Fu was in short supply, so how could she be loved by the husband and wife.

At the age of 17, Mr. Fu had already been away from home all year round, and he didn't know how the news of raising a concubine reached Mrs. Fu's ears.

After Mrs. Fu heard the news, she just cursed and beat Fu Jiu. When facing Master Fu, she remained as usual and proposed the idea of ​​traveling abroad. Master Fu agreed without hesitation because he felt ashamed.

It was this trip that resulted in the death of the husband and wife in a car accident and the disability of Fu Jiu.

but--

Do you think Mrs. Fu dragged Master Fu to seek death together?

Maybe someone was directing this car accident in the first place?

But Fu Jiu didn't care about these things, and she didn't think about avenging those two, but if someone plotted against her, she would never be soft-hearted.

system?Tasker?
Ah.

Raising her hand and placing the family portrait upside down on the table, Fu Jiu closed her eyes and turned the wheelchair to leave the study.

When passing by the guest room, she stopped suddenly, frowned, turned around and opened the door and walked in.

The night light was turned on in the house, and the boy curled up in the bed, sleeping very insecurely.

It was not the first time Fu Jiu had heard the word "system". She had heard it from Xia Lv by accident, and she could probably guess that something that was not in this world came with a purpose.

The wheelchair was parked beside the bed, and with the soft night light, every pore on the boy's face could be clearly seen.

It seems that her heart and eyes are all about her, just like Xia Lu.

What Xia Lu wants is sincerity, what do you want?

What means will you use in exchange for what you want?
The slender fingers rubbed the young man's cheeks hard, and Fu Jiu's eyes concealed a sharp edge.

Just about to stop and leave, I heard the young man whispering: "Fu Jiu, don't want me, I will be very good... They are all bad people, and I have a bad thing in my mind..."

in mind...

In the next second, the woman's fierce eyes fixed on the boy's Tianling Gai.

Is the system implanted in the brain?
113:"……"

Through the screen projection, 113's entire system froze, facing the villain's eyes on the screen, it had a sense of fear that it had nowhere to hide.

After a long time, Fu Jiu looked away, tucked the quilt for the boy, and left the guest room.

(End of this chapter)