I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

"Seeing Ji Fanmo get out of bed, Yingyue immediately followed her. Her expression returned to the cautious look before, "Young mistress, do you want to wash up?Madam, what skin care products do you want to use?Young Mistress, you..."

"I'm not a young lady, don't call me that." Ji Fanmo turned around abruptly, interrupting Yingyue's tone, very annoyed.

She had been comforting Yingyue just now and didn't pay much attention to Yingyue calling her that.

Now when Yingyue said "young mistress on the right" and "young mistress on the right", Ji Fanmo felt angry.

Young mistress, young mistress, your uncle, who will be the devil's young mistress.

"Boom!"

Ji Fanmo's sudden outburst scared Yingyue to the point where she knelt on the ground.

Yingyue was lying on the ground, her body shaking like a sieve, and she kept saying, "Young mistress, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Ji Fanmo was startled when Yingyue knelt down. Her words were a little angry, but she didn't seem to be so fierce.

"You think she is willing to call you that? That's because you forced her to call you that before!"

A man's voice, low, deep, but without any warmth, came from the door.

Depressed, this was the first time she saw Yingyue. What had forced her before?

Turn around looking for the sound.

A tall and tall figure caught Ji Fanmo's eyes.

A well-made suit wraps a man's body perfectly, straight, upright, and full of nobility.

The soft but sharp hair on his forehead swayed gently on the silver mask.

The silver mask and the swaying hair were slightly cold, leaving behind a mysterious heroic spirit.

If it weren't for those cold and terrifying eyes, Ji Fanmo must have forgotten the fact that this man was a devil.

The man's incomprehensible words made Ji Fanmo instantly forget her fear of the man. She turned her face to the side, not wanting to pay attention to this crazy guy.

"Master!" Seeing the masked man, Yingyue changed her cautious attitude towards Ji Fanmo. She was still kneeling on the ground, but she looked happy, "You are back!"

The man turned his gaze to Yingyue on the ground, "Get up!"

Ji Fanmo saw from the corner of his eyes that Yingyue did not get up as the man said. She was still kneeling on the ground, looking at Ji Fanmo timidly.

Yingyue's meaning was obvious. Even if the man asked her to get up, she didn't dare to get up without Ji Fanmo's permission.

Ji Fanmo turned to look at Yingyue on the ground, what does this mean?Is she scarier than the masked man?

Her face looks pretty friendly, okay, let’s take a step back and say it’s not friendly, but it’s still better than the masked man.

The masked man standing not far from her looked at the situation in front of him with the same indifferent expression as always, as if the current situation happened often and he was used to it.

Looking at Yingyue kneeling on the ground, and looking at the masked man's accustomed expression, Ji Fanmo secretly went crazy.

Since the masked man appeared, her life began to become mysterious, and everything became inexplicable.

"Yingyue, get down!" The man's voice was filled with irresistible majesty.

Yingyue on the ground trembled with fright, "Yes!"

Yingyue exited the room.

The air suddenly turned cold, and a strong cold breath pressed towards Ji Fanmo.

Turning around in shock, she met the man's red eyes again.

"Ah! Ghost!" Ji Fanmo instinctively raised his hands to cover his eyes. Although it was the second time he saw it, he still couldn't look straight at it.