After being transformed into Bai Yueguang, she was spoiled by the boss

Mu Ruo was waiting for Fu Jianzhi in the living room.

Zhou Yanhui wanted to find fault with Muruo and force Muruo and Fu Jianzhi to divorce.

She knew clearly that only if Muruo and Fu Jianzhi divorced and let Zhou Niannian marry Fu Jianzhi could she and her son preserve their future wealth.

Otherwise, when Mr. Fu died in the future, they would definitely be driven out of the Fu family by Fu Jianzhi.

But Mu Ruo had been ignoring her today. No matter what harsh words Zhou Yanhui said, Mu Ruo just nodded.

Zhou Yanhui felt frustrated and annoyed.

At this time, Fu Jianzhi came out of the study.

Mu Ruo guessed that Fu Jianzhi might have been scolded by Mr. Fu.

After all, if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather.

With a step-grandmother, the biological grandfather also becomes a step-grandfather.

Muruo stood up and looked at him with some concern.

Fu Jianzhi rubbed Muruo's head with his big hand.

She messed up her hair, which she had spent an hour curling with a curling iron today.

"Go back to your room."

Mu Ruo grabbed Fu Jianzhi's sleeve and followed him into the room.

Mu Ruo could see that Fu Jianzhi was not in a good mood.

"Did grandpa scold you?"

Fu Jianzhi smiled slightly: "What do you think?"

Mu Ruo sighed: "I really don't know how you grew up in this kind of family environment."

Fu Jianzhi was stunned for a moment: "Just like today."

Muruo: "Hmm?"

"They were having a great time, and I was just a spectator." Fu Jianzhi curled his lips, "From childhood to adulthood."

Mu Ruo felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Maybe Fu Jianzhi gives people the impression that he is too powerful.

It seems that such a thing should not happen to him.

However, Fu Jianzhi himself didn't feel anything.

Probably because he never craved the attention of these people since he was a child.

But when he saw the girl in front of him showing some feelings similar to heartache in her eyes, Fu Jianzhi's expression was confused for a moment.

Because she was going to meet her elders, Muruo dressed very nicely today. Her thick long curly hair was scattered behind her, and her face was without any makeup. She wore a lavender rabbit fur sweater and a calf-length skirt. Her eyes were as clear as snow water.

She was wearing flat shoes today, and looked a little delicate standing in front of Fu Jianzhi.

Fu Jianzhi raised his hand to pinch Mu Ruo's face: "Feeling sorry for me?"

Mu Ruo quickly dodged: "...No."

In terms of character setting, she is more pitiful, okay? The ending is so tragic.

At least Fu Jianzhi has hundreds of billions of wealth but suffers from endless loneliness.

Muruo was forced to commit suicide due to disgrace and disfigurement.

But regardless of the future, just talking about the present, Mu Ruo did feel that Fu Jianzhi was very lonely.

The standard beauty, misery and strength.

Mu Ruo wanted to know about Fu Jianzhi's past, but didn't want to uncover his scars.

After they took a shower, changed into pajamas and lay in bed, Mu Ruo was curious: "When you were little, was Grandma Zhou as mean to you as she was to me? Did she make you, the poor gray prince, suffer a lot of grievances?"

Fu Jianzhi: "..."

He felt that Mu Ruo might have read too many romance novels and was completely brainwashed by the classic plots in them.

There were indeed good and bad things in the past.

In Fu Jianzhi's heart, Zhou Yanhui and her son are indeed not good people.

In the Fu family, even a madman can't survive.

Especially a good person.

People like Fu Jianzhi are inherently cold-hearted. He is born to bully others and cannot let others bully him.

But if Muruo insisted on feeling sorry for him, he would not let Muruo stop feeling sorry for him.

After all, Fu Jianzhi is a very bad person.

If you can get a little more benefit, there is no way you would not want it.

He nodded and chuckled: "What? Madam, you feel sorry for me and want to hug me?"

The next second, Fu Jianzhi's body stiffened.

Muruo put his arms around his waist and really gave him a warm hug.

The girl's body was fragrant and soft, and she was as soft as boneless. She pressed gently against Fu Jianzhi, making him feel inexplicably hot.

His eyes darkened.

I’m afraid Mu Ruo has forgotten that he is actually a very aggressive man.

Fu Jianzhi held Mu Ruo's slender waist with his big hand: "If it were another man, would you comfort them like this?"

Muruo: "Uh."

Fu Jianzhi's question was so confusing, just like who would you save if your mother and I fell into the water. Mu Ruo didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

If it were someone else, of course not.

She herself didn't know why this only happened when facing Fu Jianzhi.

Is it because Fu Jianzhi is very, very, very handsome?

Muruo thought about it silently.

Lu Beichen is not bad looking either.

But if Lu Beichen had such a miserable experience, Mu Ruo would probably suspect that he had become a psychopath due to his unfortunate childhood and would stay away from Lu Beichen.

Fu Jianzhi sometimes has gloomy moments.

But in most cases, Fu Jianzhi is always shining. Even without such good looks, his demeanor and temperament are still eye-catching.

Mu Ruo's small waist was pinched by his big hands and it hurt a little: "Don't pinch me."

After all, she is a beauty.

If the person in front of her was not Fu Jianzhi, but some other man, she would definitely think that the other party was taking advantage of her.

There is actually nothing we can do about this.

Muruo has a slender waist and has lost a lot of weight due to the hard work of filming recently.

Fu Jianzhi is nearly 1.9 meters tall, so his frame is naturally twice as big as Mu Ruo's, so he can cover her waist with both hands.

If he keeps holding his hand like this, his waist will be broken.

Fu Jianzhi still didn't let go: "Beg me."

Mu Ruo is well versed in the ways of dealing with people. A strong woman must be able to bend and stretch, be humble and have a thick skin. Only in this way can she succeed.

In order to save her waist, Mu Ruo said decisively: "Please."

Fu Jianzhi smiled and said, "Not sincere enough."

Mu Ruo begged pitifully: "Please, our great President Fu."

Fu Jianzhi's voice was a little hoarse: "It's still not sincere enough."

Mu Ruo's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Hubby, please."

Fu Jianzhi closed his eyes and silently loosened his hand.

Muruo finally broke free from the devil's evil shackles, wrapped himself in the quilt and rolled himself up like a silkworm, and went to sleep in the corner of the bed.

Fu Jianzhi was not sleepy at all.

He put on his clothes, went out to the yard, and finally lit a cigarette.

There was a heavy snowfall in Rongcheng yesterday. The servants of the Fu family's old house only swept the snow on the bluestone steps and planted winter roses on both sides. The roses were in full bloom during the two days of snow. The large glacier roses reflected the winter snow, as bright as fire.

The sky is filled with stars on New Year’s Eve, and there are so many of them and so dense, but the starry night gives people a feeling of loneliness.

No one knew what Fu Jianzhi was thinking, just like his experiences over the years, some secret and dark past, those cruel and obscure thoughts, were buried forever under the snow.