Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

Lu family in city b.

In the evening, Lu Mian fell into coma again. The room was filled with orange-red sunset. Fuyue lay beside the bed, looking at the sunset outside the window, and raised her hand to block the sun.

She was wearing a black floral suspender dress, and her white arms were soft and cute under the sunset.

Fuyue narrowed her eyes, lowered her arms, and looked at Lu Mian.

She stood up and pursed her lips, "Lu Mian, I'm going downstairs to have dinner and I'll be back with you soon."

Fu Yue shook Lu Mian's big hand outside the quilt and said to herself, "It's a bit cold, I'll help you put it into bed."

After tucking Lu Mian's hands into the bed, Fu Yue pulled up the quilt and covered Lu Mian tightly from the neck down.

She looked at the man lying on the bed, pursed her lips, and said in a soft voice, "Lu Mian, you look good. When you wake up, I will definitely kiss you."

After saying that, Fuyue smiled to himself.

She left the bedroom, closed the door gently, and walked down the stairs.

As soon as I reached the corner of the stairs, I heard chaotic noises coming from downstairs.

"You can't live here, the young master won't agree."

"It has nothing to do with you. I got Mr. Lu's permission to quickly clear out the bedroom next to the master bedroom."

Fuyue walked downstairs and met Yang Fuqing's eyes standing in the living room.

Yang Fuqing raised her eyebrows and looked at Fuyue with hostility. At the same time, there was a greed in Yang Fuqing's eyes that was not easily detectable by others.

Although Fuyue is young, she is very good-looking.

Her beauty is calm, neither coquettish nor coquettish, and even a little distant. Her appearance is obviously not stunning at first sight, but she has the ability to make people unable to take their eyes away after taking one look at her.

"Who are you?" Yang Fuqing asked with her hands on her hips, but she was thinking about how to get Fuyue's birth date, but she still had to let He Xing see if her destiny was good.

Yang Fuqing doesn't want a bad fate.

Fuyue pursed her lips and glanced at Yang Fuqing. There was no emotion in her eyes and her expression was dull, "I am Lu Mian's girlfriend."

After saying this, Fuyue went to the kitchen.

Xu Qionglin hired a nanny some time ago, and now, the nanny has prepared meals.

As soon as Aunt Zhao saw Fuyue, she immediately brought the prepared meals into the restaurant, "Miss Fu, wait a moment, just a moment, it will be ready soon."

Fuyue smiled and said it was okay, then followed Aunt Zhao like a little tail and helped her carry the plate.

Aunt Zhao exclaimed, with a bright smile on her face, "I'll do it by myself next time, and you can just wait and eat."

"It doesn't matter." Fuyue replied with a smile.

Fuyue liked the food cooked by Aunt Zhao today, probably because she had never eaten before when she was a ghost. Fuyue felt that her appetite was much larger than that of ordinary girls.

While eating the second bowl of rice, Xu Qionglin walked in. He was a very discerning man and immediately went to the kitchen to fill a bowl of rice and served it to Fuyue.

Fuyue pursed her lips and said, "Thank you." Then he lowered his head to eat.

Xu Qionglin sat across from Fu Yue anxiously, "Well, Miss Fu, I promise, I will definitely invite Miss Yang out within tomorrow."

Yang Fuqing and Ying Chunxi are different. Although some of Ying Chunxi's behaviors are shameless, Ying Chunxi is not a stalker.

In other words, you should just have your own bottom line.

As for Yang Fuqing, no matter how much Xu Qionglin tried to persuade her, it was of no use. This was the first time Xu Qionglin had encountered such a difficult woman. All the ladies Xu Qionglin had met at work in the past would have been resigned to Yang Fuqing.

Hearing Xu Qionglin's words, Fuyue first ate a piece of fragrant chicken, then looked at Xu Qionglin and said to him, "I don't care, I know it's not your fault. Assistant Xu, I heard her say that he is Lu Mian's grandfather." Why did Lu Mian's grandfather ask this woman to come here?"

"Alas!" Xu Qionglin sighed, "I don't know when the old man started to believe in ghosts and gods. He insisted on saying that the young master's illness was the invasion of evil spirits, so he asked a master to do it. The master said that he wanted to find someone to share the birthday of my young master. The woman with the right horoscope came to bring bad luck to the young master, and then, for some reason, she came to find the Yang family."

Fuyue nodded, "If she can make Lu Mian get better, it doesn't matter if she lives here."

Xu Qionglin looked at Fuyue and felt that this little girl was too innocent.

Xu Qionglin couldn't help but persuade Fu Yue, "Miss Fu, this Miss Yang doesn't look like a good person."

"It doesn't matter." Fu Yue lowered her head to eat, her voice getting smaller and smaller, "As long as she can make Lu Mian get better. If she dares to attack Lu Mian and do something detrimental to Lu Mian, I will definitely deal with her personally."

Xu Qionglin didn't hear what he said clearly. He had already decided in his heart that he would help Fuyue guard against Yang Fuqing in the future.

Fuyueren is good-looking and has a good temper. God knows how much Xu Qionglin wants to have such a boss lady.

I hope his young master will get well soon and take Miss Fu as his wife.

After dinner, Fuyue returned to the master bedroom.

Yang Fuqing moved into the bedroom next to the master bedroom, which turned out to be Fuyue's room.

"Take out all her things. I have a lot of things. Aunt Zhao, you'd better prepare a separate cloakroom for me."

Hearing Yang Fuqing's bossy words to Aunt Zhao, Fuyue pursed her lips. She closed the door of the master bedroom and walked into the adjacent bedroom.

The bedroom was almost full of Yang Fuqing's things. There weren't many things from before Fuyue, only a pair of pearl earrings on the dressing table and some changes of clothes in the cloakroom.

Seeing Fuyue coming in, Yang Fuqing raised her eyebrows and looked at the pearl earrings in her hand, "Is this yours?"

Yang Fuqing smiled at Fuyue.

Fuyue looked calm and stretched out her hand to Yang Fuqing, "Give it back to me."

"This is Mr. Lu's relic. Did Lu Mian give it to you?" Yang Fuqing asked with a smile. This earring was Lu Mian's mother's favorite jewelry during her lifetime. Yang Fuqing had seen it many times in financial and fashion magazines before, and it was still the first time she saw it. First time seeing the real thing.

She couldn't help but think about where the relationship between Lu Mian and Fu Yue was. In fact, Yang Fuqing didn't care about it. No matter what, only she could become the mistress of the Lu family.

Yang Fuqing put the earrings into Fuyue's palm and smiled at her with an evil smile, "Keep them well. If you lose them, it has nothing to do with me."

Fuyue ignored her and turned around to go to the master bedroom.

Lu Mian was still unconscious, Fuyue pursed her lips, put her earrings on the bedside, and lay beside the bed to look at Lu Mian.

The man was quiet and pale.

Fuyue sniffed and said in a dull voice, "Lu Mian, you must get better."