The substitute wife is an all-powerful boss

Steve frowned slightly when he heard this, "Impossible! How could Doctor Feng be Chinese? Doctor Feng is from Fuso."

Fusang also belongs to Asia.

But they are two completely different countries from China.

In Steve's opinion, China is a very backward country, and it cannot compare with other countries in terms of medicine or technology.

therefore.

That's why so many cancer patients travel to developed countries in Europe for medical treatment every year.

If Chinese medical skills were really that advanced, those people wouldn't have to travel across the ocean to their country, M.

Mrs. Singer smiled and said, "Where exactly Doctor Feng is from, neither you nor I can decide. We can only be sure after seeing him in person. Don't be so radical!"

Having said that, Mrs. Singer paused and continued, "Also, if you don't want to see Mrs. Fu, I won't force you, but there are some things you have to think about carefully. Don't do anything that you will regret."

Regret?

Steve was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mrs. Singer, "Are you saying I'll regret not meeting Wenxu?"

"Yeah." Mrs. Singer nodded.

A helpless smile appeared on Steve's lips.

He might regret anything he missed.

But the only thing I won’t regret is not seeing Wen Xu.

Mrs. Singer picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee. "Normally, if Mrs. Fu really wanted to repay a favor, she would come to the manor to find me. But now most of the day has passed, and Mrs. Fu still hasn't come. This is enough to prove that she is different from what you imagined. She wants to convince you with her strength, not use her identity as Mrs. Fu to intercede with me."

strength?

What strength does Wenxu have? !

Steve just thought it was ridiculous.

How could a person without strength dare to go to MS Group to find him, so Wen Xu would definitely come to the manor to find Mrs. Singer.

"She will definitely come tomorrow." Steve said with a firm look.

What he was most worried about was that Wen Xu would resort to the usual Chinese tricks, rolling on the ground, crying, making a fuss, and even threatening to hang herself.

He wasn't afraid.

But Mrs. Singer had never experienced any of this.

Furthermore, Mrs. Singer felt guilty towards Fu Xingzhi after all. If Wen Xu acted like she was trying to commit suicide in the manor, Mrs. Singer would definitely feel sympathy for her, and then things would become difficult to resolve.

Mrs. Singer smiled and said, "Since you don't believe me, let's wait until tomorrow."

Steve narrowed his eyes.

--

The top floor of the Versailles Palace Hotel.

Wen Xu was typing away on the keyboard.

The hand speed is very fast.

Ding dong--

The computer received a message.

She glanced at it and replied, "Not tomorrow. I have other things to deal with. Maybe the day after tomorrow."

Just as I finished replying to the message, the doorbell rang again.

Wen Xu went over barefoot to open the door.

"Sister-in-law, I thought you must be hungry, so I went to a popular restaurant here and packed some food. Try it." Fu Xingyue came over with a takeaway box.

"I'm a little hungry."

Wen Xu then asked, "Where is your brother Xingyu?"

"He's lying in his room playing games! Don't worry about him, let's eat first."

"Row."

Wen Xu put on her shoes and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Fu Xingyue carried the food to the restaurant and began to arrange the dishes.

The staple food in Country M is bread, and the side dishes are some sauces, salads, steaks, etc.

Fu Xingyue also ordered a plate of French baked snails.

Although the taste of the Western food is ordinary, the presentation is very exquisite and ornamental.

Wen Xu took out his cell phone, took a photo, and uploaded it to his already overgrown Weibo account.

--Lunch [imagejpg].

After uploading the Weibo, Wen Xu ignored it and ate with Fu Xingyue.

After eating, Fu Xingyue lay on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone.

Wen Xu was working nearby.

Fu Xingyue then asked, "Sister-in-law, when are we going to MS Group?"

"Tomorrow."

"Okay." Fu Xingyue nodded. "What do you think we should do if the founder of MS Group refuses to see us?"

In fact, Fu Xingyue was quite nervous.

Although Steve has a good relationship with Fu Xingzhi, the current situation is special and Steve may not give this opportunity.

"Then let's think of another way. Don't be anxious. Things will work out in the end." Wen Xu said in a light tone.

"Well, sister-in-law, I believe you."

Silence returned to the suite.

Not long after, Fu Xingyue, who was lying on the sofa playing with his phone, suddenly jumped up and sat up from the sofa, "What the hell! What the hell! What the hell!"

"What's wrong?" Wen Xu turned around slightly.

Fu Xingyue walked over to Wen Xu with his phone, "Look, sister-in-law! My idol is also in Country M! And it seems like my idol and I had the same dinner!"

Wen Xu looked down and saw the dinner she had just photographed displayed on the screen.

Oops!

Forgot to switch trumpet.

"Do you like Bailun?" Wen Xu asked.

"Yeah, Lun Shen is awesome! He's a genius composer from China and Wu Zhaorong's personal composer! He's won so many awards, but it's a shame he never attends any awards ceremonies. He always has his assistant accept the awards on his behalf!"

Wu Zhaorong.

The most powerful female singer in China, every song of hers is extremely popular and her concert tickets are hard to come by.

But people all say that it was Bai Lun who made Wu Zhaorong successful.

After all, before Bailun appeared, Wu Zhaorong was just an ordinary little singer.

Wu Zhaorong became a huge hit with the first song she released after signing the contract with Bailun.

Leave Bailun.

Anyone can be Wu Zhaorong.

This is also the strength of Bailun. Otherwise, a composer would not have nearly 100 million followers on Weibo.

Fu Xingyue magnified the details of the photo and discovered something even more shocking. "Look, sister-in-law! Look, look, it seems that Lun Shen's dining table is the same as the one in our hotel!"

As he spoke, Fu Xingyue ran to the restaurant to compare the details, "Yes, yes, exactly the same! Oh my God! Could it be that my God Lun also lives on the top floor of Vaner Palace? Ahhhh!! Am I going to meet my idol?"

Wen Xu glanced at him and asked, "Is there a possibility?"

"What's possible?" Fu Xingyue looked at Wen Xu, his eyes wide open, as if he had discovered some huge secret. He covered his mouth and said, "Oh my God! Oh my God! Could it be that you, sister-in-law, know Bai Lun?!"

Wenxu: "......"

A few seconds later, Wen Xu continued, "Actually, I am Bai Lun."

"Hahahaha!" Fu Xingyue laughed out loud, "Sister-in-law, stop joking. How could you be the God of Lun?"

Bai Lun has been in the industry for three years.

Wen Xu was only 16 years old at that time.

Still a child!

Wen Xu was speechless.

Why is it that no one believes her every time she tells the truth?

"I'm not kidding."

"Then you are just teasing me." Fu Xingyue turned around and looked at Wen Xu, "My Lun Shen is a genuine male. Sister-in-law, if you change your personality, then I might really believe that you are Lun Shen."

After all, what Lun Shen ate at noon was exactly the same as what they ate.

And what a coincidence that they both live on the top floor of the Versailles Palace.

"Who told you Bai Lun is a boy's?" Wen Xu's face was full of question marks.

Although she has never appeared in public, she has never told anyone that she is a boy!

Fu Xingyue continued, "All of Lun's fans know this! If you've carefully studied Bai Lun's lyrics, you'll find that Lun's music and lyrics are both very impressive, with a sense of heroic spirit that resonates deeply. So, he must be a boy!"

Wen Xu pressed his forehead and asked, "Who said girls can't write lyrics like this?"

"Sister-in-law, you definitely don't listen to Wu Zhaorong's songs, right? That's why you don't understand! Once you listen to her, you'll know there's a barrier between the thinking of men and women. No matter how bold the lyrics written by women are, there's always an indescribable flavor."

Wen Xu was too lazy to argue with Fu Xingyue and just nodded in a Buddhist way, "Oh."

Fu Xingyue was holding his phone, very excited: "Sister-in-law, which room does Lun Shen live in? Maybe he lives next door to us!"

"I don't know," Wen Xu shrugged. "You wouldn't believe me anyway."

Fu Xingyue smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, I used to think you wouldn't lie, but I didn't expect you to be such a liar! Hahaha! You actually said you are the God of Lun. If you are the God of Lun, then I am the son of the God of Lun and his future successor."