Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

The secret door was very narrow. Aunt Juan ducked in and pressed the switch of the incandescent light on the wall. A simple mourning hall appeared in front of her.

Aunt Juan kowtowed three times to the photo of a young woman enshrined in the mourning hall, picked up three sticks of incense from the ground nearby, lit it, and inserted it into the altar: "Sister, although Chuan'er has had a hard life these years, now she has a crush. A girl who has endured all hardships has finally tasted a little sweetness. If my sister knew about it, she would definitely protect Chuan'er and keep her going smoothly."

After the incense burned out and the smell was almost gone, Aunt Juan went out and blocked the passage to the secret door with her clothes.

Upstairs, Fang Fei, who had eaten and drank enough, was feeling sleepy again. Fu Jingchuan hugged her and lay back on the bed, letting her rest on his arm, stroking her soft hair with his fingers: "Why are you so sleepy? Are you looking for a nurse?" Isn’t that okay?”

Fang Fei snuggled into his arms: "Aunt Liu is very good. Not only does she know nursing knowledge, she can cook a good meal, she is also cheerful and talkative, and she makes my mother very happy. I am sleepy because I stayed up late to draw pictures in the past week. It’s caused by the design draft.”

Fu Jingchuan knew that she graduated from the design major, so he lowered his eyes at her: "Are you interested, or are you looking for a job?"

"look for a job."

Originally, Fu Jingchuan wanted Fang Fei to join the head office so that he could meet every day, but the company's situation was unstable recently, so it was not a good time to go, so he said, "What company did you invest in? Let me see if there is anyone I know."

Fang Fei raised her head and looked up at him: "Want to help me through the back door?"

Fu Jingchuan pinched her nose: "This is called connections. Having connections can avoid detours and go straight to shortcuts. Isn't that good?"

Fang Fei was a little silent.

Two years ago, she graduated first in the department with all A's and was qualified to be recommended for postgraduate study. She gave up the recommendation and chose to find a job in order to take care of the sick Yang Shilin.

In the past two years, she insisted on drawing no matter how tired she was, and participated in various competitions and submitted submissions, but she never made a splash, which made her once doubt that she had no design talent.

But this time she was very confident in her work, and she wanted to take this opportunity to test whether she was really not good enough or whether the previous judges were not good enough.

So she shook her head: "I want to try it myself this time. If I am still rejected, I will ask you for help."

Fu Jingchuan knew that Fang Fei was arrogant in her bones and was not the kind of little woman who was willing to rely on men casually. He respected her decision.

If he was not hired in the end, he would simply buy a small company and let her play with it. It didn't matter whether she made money or not, as long as she was happy.

The two came again in the afternoon, and hugged each other to sleep afterwards. When they woke up, it was already dark, and there was a WeChat message from Yang Shilin on her phone, asking her if she would go home tonight.

She edited the words "I'll be back soon" and sent it. She gently got out of bed and wanted to leave, but Fu Jingchuan grabbed her waist and said in a sexy and low voice: "Where are you going?"

"I have to go back." Fang Fei said.

Fu Jingchuan rubbed her waist: "Stay here and come back tomorrow."

"No, my mother is urging me."

Fu Jingchuan hugged her for a while before sitting up: "Eat dinner first, and I'll give it to you after you eat."

In order not to disturb them, Aunt Juan finished cooking and went out for a walk. Fu Jingchuan took the lead in eating and went to the garage to pick up the car, but he saw the tightly wrapped man holding a camera at the door and secretly taking pictures of the home.

Fu Jingchuan's heart sank, and he went back to his room to call Dai Hongyi and asked him to bring a woman who was about the same height and build as Fang Fei. He had to cover his face on the way there.

Then, Fu Jingchuan explained to Fang Fei that she had to pretend to be Dai Hongyi's girlfriend recently, thinking that Fang Fei would resist, but she nodded calmly.

Fu Jingchuan was surprised and disappointed: "You are so happy, are you worried that I can't protect you?"

Fang Fei shook her head: "Jiang Churan suspected our relationship last night, and Dai Hongyi said in time that I was her girlfriend, so he reluctantly deceived Jiang Churan. In order to prevent this matter from getting too big and irritating the old man, naturally we had to continue the show for a while. "

Fu Jingchuan hopes that Fang Fei will be sensible, but he doesn't want her to be so sensible, because only spoiled people can be arrogant. She is so rational, which shows that she still keeps a distance from him.

But he couldn't ask for anything more from such a sensible woman.

He stepped forward and hugged her, giving her a strong hug: "Dai Hongyi is just helping to cover. You have to remember that I am your man."

Fu Jingchuan's domineering attitude at this time showed his inner uneasiness. Fang Fei noticed it, rubbed his chest, and said deliberately: "Are you worried that Dai Hongyi and I are really pretending?"

Fu Jingchuan lowered his head and saw her cunning eyes, and kissed her hard on the lips: "You dare!"

Seeing that his possessiveness was causing trouble, and his eyes were even red, Fang Fei knew she couldn't tease him anymore, so she stood up on tiptoes and bit his mouth: "I only like yours."

Fu Jingchuan's anger lessened a little. As soon as he hooked Fang Fei's neck to deepen the kiss, his cell phone rang.