Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

After Assistant Li finished taking the statements and other matters at the police station, he came to the hospital to report to Jiang Qingyan.

"...Among those arrested, there was a man who claimed to be Miss Fu's father. He said he just heard that his daughter was in a relationship and came to check it out."

"She also said that if you want to take her daughter away, you have to call him... call him father-in-law... and give him money as a gift..."

Jiang Qingyan glanced at him.

Assistant Director Li quickly added, "I've already notified the police. He exploited his daughter to conduct transactions. This is extremely serious and must be dealt with severely."

"There's another boy who was a high school classmate of Miss Fu's and is now a student at X University. Everyone at the scene pointed out that he was the mastermind and that he was the one who came up with the idea."

"He said that he had seen Miss Fu take your business card that day, and that's why he became so daring and planned what happened tonight."

Jiang Qingyan raised his eyes coldly: "So, it was me who implicated her?"

Assistant Li naturally didn't dare to say yes. Jiang Qingyan looked down at his knees and saw the marks left by Fu Miaoxi: "Don't tell Fu Miaoxi about this."

Assistant Li responded repeatedly.

"Gu Ting, the mastermind, and her father, these three people should be given heavy sentences and not be released easily for a few years. If the Gu family has any objections, let them suffer a little too."

"Okay, okay."

When Fu Miaoxi woke up, it was already noon the next day.

When she first opened her eyes, she was still a little confused, unable to tell what day it was or where she was.

But when she regained consciousness a little, scenes of Gu Ting's hideous face before she fainted and Fu Jiacheng's complicity in the evil emerged in her mind one after another.

Fu Miaoxi was so scared that she jumped up from the bed immediately, lifted the quilt and checked her clothes.

Although it was not the clothes she wore when she went out yesterday, it was intact. The white pajamas were soft and delicate, made of the best material.

...The second half of the memory slowly emerged, and Fu Miaoxi remembered that she met Jiang Qingyan yesterday when she was desperate.

In order to escape, she hugged Jiang Qingyan and said that she wanted to be his canary...

Ahhhh, Fu Miaoxi's face flushed red, and she screamed silently in her heart, what had she done! Didn't she just escape from the tiger's mouth and fall into the wolf's pit? Or did she bring this upon herself!

She looked up at the room and helplessly clenched the quilt in her hands.

It is no exaggeration to say that this was the first time she had stayed in such a nice room in more than twenty years.

The furnishings around here are just like those in a comic book, elegant and free from dust, revealing a sense of nobility in the warmth.

It seems that this room has not been used for a long time, but it is well maintained and all the decorations are as clean as new.

The clock on the wall ticked towards noon, a faint bitter fragrance lingered at the tip of the nose, and the quiet environment gradually soothed Fu Miaoxi's uneasy heart.

She calmed herself down, found her slippers by the bed, put them on, and went to wash up first.

The bathroom was bright and spacious, with soft light pouring down from overhead. Fu Miaoxi stared at her face in shock.

She vaguely remembered being slapped by Li Zijie yesterday. Her face was very painful before she fainted, but after a night, there was no trace left.

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door, and a soft female voice sounded: "Hello, Miss Fu, can you let me in for a moment?"

Fu Miaoxi came back to her senses, quickly answered "Okay", walked quickly towards the door, and subconsciously opened it.

The person outside the door came in carrying a few bags.

"Hello, Miss Fu." It was a maid in her thirties. "I'm a maid employed by the mansion. My name is Liu Fang. These are the clothes that the master ordered for you."

Sir? "Is this Jiang Qingyan, Mr. Jiang?"

Liu Fang noticed that Fu Miaoxi was a little uneasy and smiled gently: "Yes, this is Mr. Jiang's home. He went to the company as usual early in the morning and told us to take good care of you, young lady."

"Thank you." Fu Miaoxi felt a little embarrassed and watched Liu Fang put the clothes on the bed.

"This suit has been ironed, so please don't worry, miss. If the size doesn't fit, please let me know."

"It's noon. The gentleman said that you haven't eaten since last night. Is there anything you would like to eat for lunch?"

"Uh..." Fu Miaoxi quickly recalled how she always answered when she stayed at other people's homes for meals in high school.

"Thank you. I'm not picky about food. Just cook whatever's convenient for you at home."

But Fu Miaoxi never expected that after she washed and changed her clothes, she was taken to the restaurant by Sister Liu and saw that making something convenient = a table of hot pot...

Tears welled up in her eyes. She was a new guest and it was not right for her to order food directly in someone else's home. Her implication was that she would eat anything they cooked for her.

As a result, they came directly with something that would definitely not go wrong.

On the crystal clear table, there were more than a dozen elegantly presented meat and vegetable dishes. It seemed that they didn't know Fu Miaoxi's taste, so they even put several pot bases for her to choose from.

Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper of the mansion, saw Fu Miaoxi coming down and smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits: "Miss Fu, good afternoon. Did you have a good rest last night?"

Fu Miaoxi came back to her senses, put away her surprise at the table full of dishes, and replied to the uncle in the butler uniform: "Thank you for your concern. I slept well and feel much better."

"You are too polite. My last name is Zhong, and I am the housekeeper here. If Miss Fu needs anything while living here, please come and tell me."

The future? Fu Miaoxi was very nervous. She didn't know what kind of future she would face.

Is it true that I will devote myself to Jiang Qingyan and become his canary?

But now is obviously not a good time to think about this matter. She doesn't even have a mobile phone on her, so she can only take it one step at a time.

Uncle Zhong saw Fu Miaoxi's awkwardness and uneasiness, but did not expose her. He just pulled out a chair for Fu Miaoxi and asked her to sit down and eat.

Fu Miaoxi was surprised to see only a pair of chopsticks on the huge dining table. She asked Uncle Zhong in a bewildered manner, "Grandpa Butler, am I eating alone?"

Uncle Zhong smiled kindly and answered truthfully, "Yes, we and the servants usually eat and sleep in the annex. This is where the young master lives."

"On weekdays, the young master doesn't eat at the mansion at noon. We will eat at twelve o'clock. These meals are specially prepared for you, young lady."

Fu Miaoxi was confused after hearing such a long explanation. She felt like she had accidentally entered the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, where there were strict rules for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Uncle Zhong saw Fu Miaoxi getting more nervous and hurriedly said to comfort her, "It's okay, Miss Fu. You can do whatever you want in the mansion. There are no rules to restrict you."

"Let's eat first. What kind of soup base do you like?"

"Old Zhong, look how you scared the little girl." An aunt dressed as a chef walked into the restaurant from the kitchen carrying a bowl of soup.

"Miss Fu, drink a cup of soup to warm your stomach before dinner."

Under the expectant gaze of the two, Fu Miaoxi picked up the spoon and took a sip of the steaming soup.

"How's it? Is it to your liking? This is pig stomach and chicken soup. I saw a lot of places with this stuff opened up around X recently, and I thought you young people might like it."

"Thank you, it's delicious. I like it very much."

The soup had a rich aroma as soon as it entered the mouth and was very delicious. Fu Miaoxi drank it in small sips, but very quickly, and it was finished in a moment.

The cook-like aunt was still explaining to Fu Miaoxi, chatting casually: "Miss Fu, don't worry too much. Old Zhong just wants to introduce you to the situation in this mansion. It will be much more convenient for you to live here in the future."

"The young master brought you back home in the middle of the night yesterday. When he left today, he specifically told me to wait for you to wake up, ask about your preferences, and show you around here."

"This hot pot is also for your convenience. We want to see what you like to eat. Our young master doesn't have much appetite, but you are still growing, so you need to eat more and eat better."