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

Lu Beichen didn’t know what was wrong with him. He ignored Xia Wanwan and followed Muruo away.

Mu Ruo drank some red wine in the evening and asked a designated driver to drive him home.

Lu Beichen drove along the Lamborghini that belonged to Mu Ruo, all the way to Fu Jianzhi's residence.

He still didn't go in, nor did he pull Muruo to say anything, and Muruo didn't even notice his presence.

Lu Beichen lit a cigarette outside, feeling a little depressed.

There was a chance for something better, but he gave it up.

Now that he wants to turn back, he can't bring himself to do it.

He hoped that Mu Ruo would come back on her own initiative.

He didn't believe that Mu Ruo could forget the feelings they had for so many years.

Just at this time, Fu Jianzhi saw Lu Beichen's shabby sports car and his shabby figure smoking in the cold wind from the second-floor window.

Then, Fu Jian went downstairs and saw Mu Ruo coming in from outside.

Mu Ruo was still wearing a dress inside, a dark purple cashmere coat outside, and high-heeled shoes. She walked in trembling, and when she saw Butler Li and Fu Jianzhi, she greeted them: "Mr. Fu, Butler Li."

Butler Li was very considerate and brought a cup of hot water.

Mu Ruo took a sip of hot water and her complexion quickly relaxed. She quickly went upstairs to remove her makeup, take a shower and change clothes.

The dress she was wearing, the pearls on her neck and the diamond hairpin on her head were all loaned to her by the brand and would have to be returned someday, so Mu Ruo kept them all.

When she came out wrapped in a bath towel and blew her hair dry, she saw several extra sets of ancient costumes in the cloakroom.

All the jewelry sent were for use during filming. It might be because Fu Jianzhi was very influential, or it might be because the price he offered was really high. In any case, his assistant collected all of them in a short period of time.

The most precious of these sets of clothing is a set of richly colored peacock and peony kesi robe. Every inch of kesi is worth an inch of gold, and the crew spent a lot of effort to commission this robe.

Muruo didn't expect that there were princess's pajamas.

She touched it and found that this pajamas was not the same as in the play, but a new one. This one was softer and not so thick. The plain gauze was extremely thin and light, like a cicada's wing, and the smoky purple color was somewhat desolate.

She took out the pajamas, changed into the tube top dress underneath, put on the outer gauze dress, and looked at herself in the mirror for a long time.

If it wasn't a little late today, Muruo really wanted to try all the clothes in the closet before going to bed.

Muruo only ate a piece of cake during the dinner. Now he felt a little hungry and wanted to drink a cup of hot milk to help him sleep.

She was afraid that Fu Jianzhi had already fallen asleep and that she would disturb President Fu and have her salary deducted, so she quietly opened the door and walked down the stairs, lifting her skirt.

After meeting Butler Li, Mu Ruo casually gossiped with Butler Li: "That Boss Wan, was he beaten by President Fu?"

Butler Li nodded.

Mu Ruo: "Mr. Fu is in a bad mood today?"

Butler Li sighed: "It's hard to put it into words."

Muruo held the cup of milk and took a sip.

Butler Li looked at Mu Ruo, then at the stairs: "Madam."

Muruo: "Hmm?"

Butler Li sighed: "Do you like the little dark room?"

"What small dark room?" Mu Ruo was confused. "What's wrong?"

Although it was Butler Li who started the conversation, the old man didn't want to talk about it anymore.

Mu Ruo didn't see Fu Jianzhi and suspected that Fu Jianzhi was drinking alone again. Butler Li told him that he was on the top terrace.

The terrace does not have a swimming pool or anything like that, but is instead arranged as a small garden. Even though it is winter, various flowers and plants are still blooming.

Since the beginning of winter, Mu Ruo has never seen Fu Jianzhi wearing a down jacket.

Well, bosses don’t wear down jackets.

But we are all human beings, and few of us are not cold in sub-zero weather.

Mu Ruo wrapped herself in an ankle-length white woolen coat, went to Fu Jianzhi's closet to get one of his thick coats, and sneaked onto the terrace.

As expected, Fu Jianzhi was sitting on the sofa on the terrace, holding a bottle of whiskey in his hand, and indeed, he was dressed very thinly.

Mu Ruo walked over and exhaled a breath of hot air: "It's so cold."

Winter nights are always cold, but the sky is full of stars. The lighting design on the terrace is very elegant. There is light even though there are no lights. The leaves of the lush plants around are hanging down, which is very suitable for enjoying the night view.

Fu Jianzhi glanced at her and handed her the bottle of wine.

Muruo: "...Uh."

She had seen beer being poured into a bottle, but she had never seen whiskey being poured into a bottle.

But in such cold weather, drinking some wine can indeed warm your body.

Mu Ruo casually put the black coat on Fu Jianzhi, took it and took a big sip.

Then he successfully choked on the liquor.

She choked and her face turned red, and she coughed twice.

Mu Ruo didn't like strong alcohol very much, so she was not good at drinking it. She was a little unconvinced and took another big sip.

This time I didn't choke.

The cold wine entered my mouth, and after I swallowed it, all my limbs seemed to warm up.

No wonder some people say strong liquor can relieve sorrow.

A glass of wine in winter can really help relieve your sorrow.

Fu Jianzhi's thoughts were normal, but Mu Ruo was abnormal. He could only drink a little, but he still drank so much.

She felt a little dizzy now. She was already very sleepy, so she leaned on Fu Jianzhi's body and fell asleep.

Fu Jianzhi picked her up and carried her back, directly into his room.

The woolen coat she was wearing was quite thick, covering her from head to toe. Fu Jianzhi threw the coat on the ground.

Inside was a smoky purple tube top dress that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

Fu Jianzhi recognized that this was the costume she wore in the movie. With Mu Ruo's long black hair loose, it didn't look out of place.

It actually has a somewhat bewitching feeling.

Fu Jianzhi lowered his head and bit her neck.

Muruo woke up instantly from the pain, his eyes sparkling with a hint of water.

She was a little unhappy: "Why do you always bite me?"

Fu Jianzhi smiled and said, "Then bite it back?"

Muruo hesitated for a moment.

Even though she was drunk and not very rational, she still remembered that the great god in front of her would deduct her salary.

She frowned slightly: "Where should I bite?"

Fu Jianzhi's eyes were dark, hiding some unspeakable thoughts. He raised his hand and pinched her pointed chin: "What do you think?"

Muruo hugged his wrist and lowered her head to bite his finger.

Fu Jianzhi's hands are exceptionally long and slender, with distinct finger joints, and he looks very suitable for playing the piano. In fact, he is indeed proficient in the instrument.

His fingertips touched the soft corners of Muruo's lips, and he felt a faint tingling pain. Fu Jianzhi's eyes became darker, and seemed to have a hint of blood.

Muruo held his hand and soon fell asleep again.