Muruo looked at his back, fuming with anger.

Is paying salaries a big deal?

Fu Jianzhi suddenly turned around.

Mu Ruo instantly became obedient and respectful, with the look of a good baby.

Forget it.

Paying wages is great.

At least they have the financial resources.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Fu Jianzhi chuckled and left.

Mu Ruo went downstairs helplessly, poured himself a glass of ice water, added two slices of mint and lemon to the ice water to add to the atmosphere, and drank the water to relieve his sorrow.

Butler Li looked at Muruo strangely.

My wife always complains that the air conditioning at home is too strong, but no matter how cold the house is, she always brings a glass of cold water to drink in the evening.

"Ma'am, would you like me to pour you a hot cup?"

Mu Ruo shrugged and lowered his voice: "Don't talk."

Butler Li: "What?"

Mu Ruo was somewhat helpless: "Boss Fu needs to sleep, if you make any noise you will be fined."

Butler Li had never seen Fu Jianzhi go to bed at nine o'clock in the evening while he was awake in his entire life.

Mu Ruo sighed softly: "Butler Li, have you ever had your salary deducted?"

Butler Li: "Boss Fu doesn't care about our little money, and he even gives us big red envelopes during festivals."

Muruo: "If Mr. Fu and I get divorced and I can't find a job, I can apply to be a domestic maid. After all, I get food and accommodation, and I can travel abroad every year. Butler Li, you are in charge of recruitment, right? We have such a good relationship, you must hire me."

Butler Li shook his head: "That won't work. Although Madam's academic qualifications meet the requirements, her major is not suitable. I can't just give her a backdoor."

Mu Ruo: "To be a maid in the Fu family, you need to have a professional background?"

……never mind.

Who wouldn’t say that Mr. Fu is awesome, as he can afford such a luxurious villa and an entire team in it?

If this house was given to Muruo, Muruo would make him lose so much money that he would stop paying all the water and electricity bills.

Mu Ruo and Butler Li were talking to each other.

She thought that she and Butler Li were downstairs, Fu Jianzhi was upstairs, and the villa was well soundproofed, so they shouldn't be able to hear any sound.

As he was speaking, Butler Li suddenly lost his voice.

Mu Ruo looked up and saw Fu Jianzhi looking at him.

Mu Ruo was so scared that he almost lost his soul and quickly stood up.

Without waiting for Fu Jianzhi to mention the salary deduction, Mu Ruo drank the ice water in the cup in a few gulps, and then went upstairs anxiously: "Mr. Fu, don't worry, come, I'll sing you a lullaby and coax you to sleep."

Fu Jianzhi sneered and turned to go to his room.

Mu Ruo slipped in very tactfully and got directly into his quilt: "I can sing a lullaby, do you want to listen?"

There was no way Fu Jianzhi could go to bed so early.

His bedroom is connected to the study and a small underground secret room, where he can handle some work matters.

He did have some things to do.

Mu Ruo: "You don't sleep?"

Fu Jianzhi walked into the study: "Not all CEOs are like the Lu Beichen you like, stealing and doing nothing."

Muruo: “Uh.”

Although personal attacks are really wrong.

But what Fu Jianzhi said made a little sense.

As the CEO of a multinational conglomerate, Fu Jianzhi is indeed very busy. He gets up before seven o'clock every day, has a very full schedule, and often flies abroad for meetings on a private jet.

In the novel, Lu Beichen has the aura of the male protagonist. No matter how neglectful he is of his work, as long as the aura of the male protagonist is there, he can succeed in everything he does. He can also be appreciated by bigwigs like Fu Jianzhi, who thinks his project has a future and invests heavily in it.

In fact, to be able to sit in this position, Fu Jianzhi does have the abilities that match his status.

Mu Ruo was bored, so he read some sweet stories about a domineering president who loved his young wife. While reading, he fell asleep on the pillow.

At half past eleven, Fu Jianzhi came out of the bathroom. He was wearing a dark-colored bathrobe and subconsciously smoked a cigarette.

But when he saw half of the figure exposed on the bed, he put it back.

The sleeping pill that Muruo took was indeed very effective. In less than twenty minutes, Fu Jianzhi fell into a dream.

In the middle of the night, he felt his arms were very crowded. He opened his eyes impatiently and found that Muruo had rolled into his arms at some point, and his body was trembling slightly.

The impatience disappeared instantly, and Fu Jianzhi held Mu Ruo's shoulders: "Ruoruo?"

Mu Ruo was in excruciating pain, with cold sweat on his forehead, and he bit the corner of his lips gently.

She really didn't know that menstrual cramps in this body were so severe.

When Muruo was in the original world, although her body looked exactly the same as it is now, it might be because she exercised regularly and paid attention to keeping warm. Even though she ate a lot of cold food on a daily basis, she did not have obvious dysmenorrhea.

The original owner had made too many sacrifices for beauty. Her diet was a bit picky, her body was lacking in energy and blood, and in winter she still wore thin clothes and long skirts without paying attention to keeping warm. Coupled with Muruo's habit of drinking ice water and eating cold food, the pain this time was almost life-threatening.

"Painkillers." Mu Ruo's face was as white as snow. "Do you have any painkillers at home?"

Fu Jianzhi called and asked Butler Li to bring a painkiller. After giving it to Mu Ruo, Fu Jianzhi said in a deep voice, "I'll take you to the hospital, or ask a doctor to come and see you."

Mu Ruo drank two sips of hot water, and her lips had a little more color: "Going to the hospital will also require painkillers and injections. The medicine will take effect after a while."

She lay back on the bed weakly.

Although this was the first time that Fu Jianzhi had encountered such a thing with a woman, at his age and with so much experience, if he said he had no idea at all, he was either pretending to be innocent or was brainless.

He saw Mu Ruo lying on the bed, and he slept beside her: "Don't walk on the floor barefoot in the future, the cold air will come in."

Muruo's little face was as white as snow, and she already looked pitiful. Now, she looked a little sick and delicate, which made her look even more pitiful.

She looked at Fu Jianzhi with tears in her eyes: "You won't deduct my salary for disturbing your sleep in the middle of the night, right?"

Fu Jianzhi sneered: "In Madam's eyes, am I a businessman who only cares about money?"

"That's not the case." Muruo said, "In my eyes, you are first and foremost a handsome guy."

Fu Jianzhi raised his eyebrows: "Who is more handsome, me or Lu Beichen?"

Mu Ruo was speechless and choked.

How unconfident are you to compare yourself with Lu Beichen?

The gap is like the top basketball player on Earth comparing his handsomeness with the top basketball player in the next department.

Can't you just look at yourself in a mirror?

But Mu Ruo remembered her love for 20 million - oh no, for Lu Beichen.

She said nothing, but after a while her eyes were filled with tears: "My stomach hurts, it hurts so much."

Fu Jianzhi sneered: "You deserve it."

The next moment, he pulled Muruo over and put his big hands on Muruo's body: "Does it hurt here?"

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