Reborn in another world, the boss loves me to the core

The room was originally dark, but since she moved in, it has gained more color.

There are different flowers on the bedside every day, the gauze curtains are changed to white, and there is an extra dressing table. She gradually invades his territory. Every time there is an additional thing, she feels a little proud and happy in her heart.

Now it seems full of irony.

Sister Yuan is right. He looks gentle and approachable, but he is just a disguise for a superior person.

The body felt as if it had been crushed by a heavy object, it was sore and weak, and there was no intact part of the skin, covered with ambiguous marks.

He was too familiar with this body and could not withstand any coaxing.

Su Xian had no expression on his face, got up from the bed, and with a slight movement, the ringing sound reached his ears.

On the slender ankle, a golden bell is still tied to it, with an indescribable irony.

Take off the bell and put it on the bedside.

Walk into the bathroom barefoot.

The warm water slowly slides over the skin.

She soaked in the hot water, lowered her head, and her butterfly-wing eyelashes trembled slightly.

Isn't that great?

Although things deviated from the original intention, the outcome was no different and she could finally be herself.

But...

She touched her heart, the pain there almost made her suffocate!

I don’t know how long it took, but the water was already cold.

Get dressed and go back to your room.

Then I saw a page of paper on the table, but the notebook was missing.

She picked up the paper. This page was torn from the notebook. On it was the 101st list she had written.

There are also some entanglements and expectations she had.

And three words were written in the blank space of the paper: Su Xian'er.

The word "Su" is clear and elegant, but also strong and powerful. It penetrates the back of the paper and carries a coldness that cannot be concealed. It can be seen that the person who wrote it was in ups and downs of mood, and actually wrote the originally peaceful and simple handwriting with murderous intent.

The word "Xian'er" was written hesitantly, but in the end it flowed mellowly, clear and peaceful, like a clear sky after rain, and a peaceful mind.

In her previous life, she followed her Chinese teacher to copy "Epitaph of Dong Meiren".

The Chinese teacher is an educated youth who stayed behind when he went to the mountains and countryside.

Before her rebirth, she practiced diligently every day except when she was hungry at first. Later, when she became rich, she dabbled in rubbings from many calligraphy masters. How could she not see the meaning contained in this word.

She squatted down, hugged her arms, and tried to curl up into a ball.

White jade-like fingers clenched the paper tightly, and sharp pains shot through her heart. The pain hit her like a tidal wave.

She bit her lips tightly, not making a sound. Her tears were like broken pearls, falling to the ground and blending into the carpet.

Su Xianer!

The name of her previous life.

Born in a poor mountain village, she was not able to go to school until she was eight years old. Before going to school, she was called Da Niu.

On the first day of school, the Chinese teacher said: "It's not easy for you to go to school. I hope you can go out of the mountains and stand out in front of others. Let's call it Xian'er."

From then on, she changed from an earthy girl to Su Xian'er.

She is a lonely ghost in another world, incompatible with this world. She was supposed to die, but she ended up here for some unknown reason.

Carefully fold the page and put it away, then walk out of the room.

It was still the same as usual in the manor.

Everything that was obviously very familiar became strange at this moment.

After all, this is not her home.

"Miss, you're up. Do you want to prepare breakfast?" Chang Wan asked with a low eyebrow.

All in all, among the few people, Chang Wan has the best temper and has been with her the longest.

Su Xian thought she had a weird temper, especially when she woke up, but Chang Wan always tolerated her.

Take good care of her diet and daily life.

Su Xian looked at her steadily, and then hugged her suddenly.

"Thank you!"

Chang Wan's whole body stiffened and her tone was a little stammered: "Little...Miss..."

Su Xian let her go and said without emotion: "You don't have to call me miss from now on, and you don't have to follow me around."

Chang Wan asked hesitantly: "Did the lady and the master quarrel again?"

"No, I have nothing to argue with him."

She had experienced things many times worse than this, and as long as she didn't die, she would just be a scratch.

Huh, you should be grateful that he didn't kill her.

"Miss, I am yours, I will be wherever you are." Chang Wan said.

Su Xianji smiled softly and said, "Chang Wan, you are not anyone's person, and you can't go where I want to go."

She went downstairs, and the manor was quieter than usual. The servants were doing their own things in silence, and they didn't even dare to walk loudly.

While eating, Changwan said, "Miss, someone wants to see you."

"Who?" Su Xian asked.

"Said he is the manager of Huahai Trust. Do you want to meet?"

Su Xian put down his chopsticks and rinsed his mouth with water.

There are three people in suits and ties sitting on the sofa in the hall.

Seeing her coming down, the three of them immediately stood up and bowed slightly.

"Are you Miss Su Xian?"

Su Xian nodded slightly.

"Ms. Su, we are from Huahai Trust. My surname is Ji, and I am your exclusive manager. This is my colleague, and the other one is a staff member of the notary office." One of them was a middle-aged man in his forties. He said politely, holding out a business card with both hands.

Su Xian took the business card, which had the words Ji Xuan printed on it.

Huahai Trust?

Dedicated manager?

"Hello, Mr. Ji. Please sit down." She calmly sat on the single sofa, her eyes slightly lowered.

Ji Xuan looked at her slightly.

The girl was wearing a nude dress with wide cuffs that hung down, revealing a white swan neck. She was leaning on the sofa without any makeup. Her seaweed-like long hair was slightly curled. She was indescribably romantic and lazy, and she was as beautiful as ever. An oil painting.

Ji Xuan felt a hint of heat and quietly loosened his tie.

"Well, Huahai Trust will receive varying amounts of property from time to time every year as your trust fund. Most of them are fixed assets, including but not limited to real estate, real estate, antiques, calligraphy and painting, jewelry, etc. from various countries. In addition, There are funds, stocks, futures..."

Ji Xuan said, in fact, it is much more than that, there are also unique books, gems, etc.

"Huahai Trust, in accordance with the request of the client, will manage and invest your assets on your behalf before you are a minor. When you reach the age of 18, the assets will be handed over to you for your own disposal. Last year, because I could not contact you, I contacted you. Your client shall do as he wishes."

"I am here today to show you the trust finance I have received over the years. If there are no problems, I can hand it over. Of course, Miss Su, you can continue to entrust our company."

As he spoke, he took out a thick stack of documents from the password box he carried with him and piled them on the table.

The file was pushed high.

It seems there are a lot of procedures.

Ji Xuan continued: "Huahai Trust is one of the three major trust institutions in China. It is a branch of Xia Yin Group and serves tens of thousands of customers. It has been rated as the top ten professional trust institutions in the country for ten consecutive years. It is completely independent in terms of investment management. Don’t worry.”

Su Xian stretched out his arms to support his head.

She didn't flip through it, she just asked: "Who asked you to come?"

"Your client."

"Who is my client?"

In fact, she already has the answer in her mind.

Who else could it be but him.

Ji Xuan looked a little embarrassed, "I don't know the details. The client's information is kept confidential internally."

Even if he is the exclusive manager, he has no right to view it.

Su Xian smiled silently.

So this is the breakup fee?