Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

The Bentley was driving slowly on the road, with a streamlined body, it looked restrained and luxurious.

Jiang Manxue huddled in the corner of the back seat, wishing she could roll herself into a ball.

The interior decoration of the Bentley car is full of luxury from the details, low-key luxury, the feet are covered with expensive velvet blankets, soft to the touch, there is a faint fragrance in the car, not a particularly strong incense, but a faint, A little fragrance that can only be smelled inadvertently.

Everything is comfortable and makes people faintly addicted.

In particular, there was a big monster and a big bewilderment Fu Qingye sitting in this car, which made people unable to move.

"Fu Qingye, I won't go back with you. Thank you for the past few days. You asked the driver to stop. I'm leaving." Jiang Manxue whispered.

She stayed far away from Fu Qingye, with her legs close together, as if she was afraid of bumping into him again, but the space in the car is so big, where can she hide if she hides.

However, it's just an arm's length away.

Fu Qingye looked at the little white rabbit huddled in front of him, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Just now, I just wanted to give you a comforting hug."

"Huh?" The topic turned too fast, and Jiang Manxue couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

The cold and hard lines on Fu Qingye's face softened slightly, and he said, "Aren't you in a bad mood? I just want to comfort you."

Jiang Manxue lowered her eyes, her voice was a little angry, "There is no one who comforts people like you."

Fu Qingye chuckled, a little humming that overflowed from between his lips and teeth, and he said, "Jiang Manxue, why are you so afraid of me? Maybe you're afraid that I'll eat you."

Jiang Manxue didn't answer, but just answered in her heart, I was really afraid that you would eat me.

It's still the kind that chews, chews, swallows, and there are no bones left.

Fu Qingye looked at her tea-brown pupils, which were extremely translucent, and suddenly said seriously, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a scourge."

Jiang Manxue pursed her lips quietly, and curled up her toes in her sandals quietly.

Well, you are more terrible than a scourge.

Fu Qingye saw what she was thinking from her eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless, "Okay, I apologize to you, okay?"

Jiang Manxue didn't make a sound, but lowered her shrinking shoulders a little.

She didn't realize that her thoughts had been distracted by Fu Qingye's thoughts.

Like an awkward girl, but she was coaxed into being obedient.

Fu Qingye is obviously good at this point, just like this, the car has already driven back to the gate of Fu's house.

Taking it for granted, Jiang Manxue got out of the car halfway as she wished.

Fu Qingye got out of the car first, went around to her car door, opened it for her, bowed slightly, and acted like a gentleman, "Get out of the car, don't hold back, Uncle Fang is waiting to get off work."

Uncle Fang is the driver's name. He has been the driver of Fu Qingye for many years. He is an elderly uncle.

He was also very good, turned his head and smiled at Jiang Manxue, "Yeah, go down quickly, Uncle Fang is waiting to go back to watch the show after get off work."

Your old man is really trendy, and you still follow dramas...

Jiang Manxue complained secretly in her heart, but she didn't show it on the face. She got out of the car and stood on the road with her head down, thinking about the possibility of leaving here at this moment.

But after much deliberation, she still gave up.

The Fu family's villa is in the suburbs, very far away from the urban area. If she wants to find a place to sleep before nightfall, she must go to the urban area. It's hard to get a car, let alone a bus.

Where local tyrants live, they never need buses.

After all, she is not such a tough girl, especially when Fu Qingye is still smiling and very gentle.

She couldn't get up even harder.

She is now... and indeed homeless.

The sunset at dusk, with the last bit of heat in the day, surrounded by patches of ivy, dark green, verdant, swaying in the wind when the wind blows, and then faint insects chirping, full of vitality.

Jiang Manxue likes the ivy of Fu's family very much, it feels like going back to her childhood.

Especially at dusk, when the sun was setting and the cicadas were singing, she couldn't move anymore.

Forget it, let's just take a look at the ivy, so she comforted herself, and then walked in with Fu Qingye.

Followed the steps, the heels of the shoes stepped on the bluestone slabs, making a slight sound.

On both sides of the Qingshiban road, gardeners are busy, the turf has been turned out, and the air is filled with the smell of soil.

Jiang Manxue was extremely puzzled, why should a good lawn be ruined.

"What are they doing?" she asked.

Before Fu Qingye could answer, Chen Xiaolu came forward to say hello with a kettle in hand, "Mr. Fu, you are back."

Jiang Manxue was extremely impressed with Chen Xiaolu, she was different from the other Filipino maids in this villa, not quite like a Filipino maid, but more like a girl next door, even though she was still wearing a Filipino maid attire.

Temperament is a different temperament.

Chen Xiaolu blinked his eyes and tilted his head to look at Jiang Manxue, "Miss Jiang, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Her tone was very friendly, asking like a friend, very intimate.

However, Jiang Manxue was not used to such familiarity. She was like a snail, shrunk in her own shell all day long, wishing that others would not knock her shell.

Seeing that Jiang Manxue didn't reply, Chen Xiaolu didn't feel embarrassed, and said to himself, "French baked snails with vanilla tart, how about it?"

Jiang Manxue was thinking that she was a snail shrunk in a shell, when she suddenly heard Chen Xiaolu say that she wanted to eat baked snails, it felt like she was suddenly baked and eaten, and she was shocked all over.

"No, don't eat snails."

Chen Xiaolu smiled, his eyes were curved, and he put his hands behind his back, like a girl next door, "Ah, finally you are willing to talk to me, okay, if you don't want to eat snails, you won't eat them if you say you don't want to eat them."

Chen Xiaolu's tone of voice was too strange, and there was an illusion of pampering others, which made Jiang Manxue feel at a loss for what to do.

It's such a strange feeling to be favored by someone.

She hasn't met her for a long time.

On the other hand, Fu Qingye couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Xiaolu, stop teasing her."

Chen Xiaolu hurriedly stood up straight, "Stop teasing, stop teasing, Mr. Fu, you've already spoken, so naturally I don't dare to tease anymore."

Fu Qingye said softly: "Stew a thick soup, fry a mussel with some crab roe, and grill a veal steak. The veal steak should be less, so it's not advisable to eat too much at night. She won't be able to sleep if she eats too much."

Chen Xiaolu nodded, "Okay, I'll go and play with Wu Ma right now."

After she finished speaking, she waved at Jiang Manxue, "I'm going to get it, Miss Jiang, please wait for a while, and eat some fruit when you're hungry. I cut a fresh pineapple and put it on the table."

Jiang Manxue nodded blankly, "Oh, yes... yes."

Chen Xiaolu smiled, with round eyes, very cute, "Miss Jiang is so cute."

After she finished speaking, she bounced away, and the ponytail she tied up followed suit, indescribably agile.

Jiang Manxue heard her words, looked at her bouncing back, and couldn't help muttering to herself: "You are so cute."

Hearing her words, Fu Qingye laughed out loud, "Let's go and eat the pineapple cut by Xiaolu."