Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "What are you doing, don't tell me, my Sailor Moon's pseudonym was picked up..." Han Xiaoye hurriedly opened Weibo.

   "I wipe, what the hell?!" She counted her Weibo and the number of comments on her Weibo, "One, ten, one hundred, thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand... one hundred thousand!! What's the situation?"

   Even if she is famous in the paparazzi circle, it won't cause such a big sensation, right?

   Looking at the rising numbers, she opened Weibo.

   was arrogantly written on Weibo with 30,000 likes - I don't know if eating too much loach will cause impotence, but drinking too much chicken soup will definitely cause poisoning.

  ID Quan Ronglian!

Depend on!

   The following is naturally a greeting from Quan Ronglian's fans, saying anything. Some envied her for getting Quan Ronglian's reply, some scolded her as a black fan... Fortunately, she has nothing on Weibo, otherwise, according to the crazy degree of fans, it is estimated that she can be fleshed out of her underwear.

   "Ono, Quan Ronglian doesn't know that you are Sailor Moon, right?"

  Han Xiaoye replied her with a quick finger, "Then I happen to represent the moon to eliminate this human scourge."

   That's what she said, she turned back to Weibo to check it again. Make sure her Weibo is clean and there is nothing that will reveal her identity, so I can feel relieved.

   But she has been really bad recently. With so many replies, why did Quan Ronglian just see her? Could it be that she and Quan Ronglian were born to fight each other?

"Ding--"

   The phone flickered at this moment and went straight to a black screen!

   "Isn't it?!" Han Xiaoye reluctantly pressed the power button. After the phone struggled to flicker, it went black.

   She hasn't called Fu Zhiyan yet!

  Han Xiaoye wailed, threw himself on the bed, and rolled around.

   ah ah ah ah, so annoying, what should I do? You can't let anyone lend her a power bank. Although she can definitely borrow it when she goes out, she always finds it strange because she is not familiar with the place.

   She turned off the light on the left and tried to fall asleep. Half an hour has passed... The person on the bed turned over again and wrapped himself in a quilt into a spring roll...

   "Huh—" After another half an hour, she abruptly lifted the quilt and sat up.

  What should I do if I can't sleep at all in a strange place?

  Han Xiaoye felt a little dry in his throat and was annoyed to death.

   "Card wipe."

   At this moment, there was a small sound of opening the door in the room.

   She suddenly pricked up her ears. Could it be... a thief?

  Impossible, this is the old house of the Fu family, which little thief has such courage.

That……

  Han Xiaoye swallowed his saliva, and the ghost movies he had watched involuntarily appeared in his mind. She suddenly felt a little cold on her back, and hurriedly wrapped herself in a quilt, pretending to be asleep.

   The steady footsteps approached her gradually...

  Han Xiaoye's heart was hanging in her throat, and she felt the air-conditioning constantly approaching... At this moment, she drank and jumped up, a backhand grabbing technique, and slammed the approaching person on the bed!

   "Who? Playing tricks!"

   "Han Xiaoye!"

   In the darkness, the man's low-pitched voice was filled with anger.

   "Mr. Fu...?" Han Xiaoye Ruhong's aura was instantly burst like a balloon, she let go of her hand like an electric shock, and called out.

   The light in the room was suddenly turned on, and she saw Fu Zhiyan's handsome face as heavy as water without any surprise.

   She pleaded guilty, "Hahaha, I didn't do it on purpose, in the middle of the night, didn't I think it was something like that?"

   "Well?" So what?

  Han Xiaoye stuck out his tongue and felt lingering fears, "It's a ghost! Isn't that how it is played on TV? The heroine who came to an unfamiliar place alone couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. Suddenly, there was a strange door opening..."

  Fu Zhiyan's sharp eye knife slashed her.

  Han Xiaoye closed his mouth for a moment and did not dare to continue talking.

   The little wild cat was finally quiet, Fu Zhiyan took off his coat tiredly, and put it on the bedside. He seemed to know what Han Xiaoye was going to ask, and said indifferently, "Your mother Xuanji is my adopted daughter. Her real name is not Han Xuanji, but Fu Xuanji. Back then, your mother and grandpa had some disputes and left home in a fit of anger. She left. After that, she entered the entertainment industry, and the Fu family has been watching her silently. But later, no one thought that she would quietly quit the entertainment industry, marry your father incognito, and then disconnect. Contact with the Fu family. Grandma has been looking for you for the past few years. When she was a child, she loved your mother the most. She finally found someone, but she heard the news of your mother's death. The old man sent the black-haired man to the white-haired man. You're bound to get a little excited."

   This is the first time that Han Xiaoye has seen this man say such a long speech. Although he had already guessed the possibility, it was a different feeling to hear it from his own mouth. Her shocking heartstrings trembled slightly, and she couldn't keep the usual smirk smile on her face.

   "Fu Zhiyan, are you kidding me?"

  Fu Zhiyan looked at her intently with deep eyes, and slowly extended his hand, "Nominally, I'm your little uncle."

   What a hairy uncle!

  Han Xiaoye stepped back a little and avoided his hand. His eyes dodged, "Fu Zhiyan, I'm tired and want to sleep."

   Without waiting for the man to answer, she put the quilt over her head and hid herself under the quilt.

   "I'm in the room next to you, call me for something." After waiting for about three minutes, the man's usual cold voice sounded.

  'Ka wipe——' The door of the room closed.

  Han Xiaoye immediately lifted the quilt and sat up.

   Her mother was the adopted daughter of the Fu family, and Fu Zhiyan was actually her uncle. And the first time she met her titular uncle, she stripped everyone off and handcuffed them on the bed to take a group of pornographic photos. OMG! Is there anything more **** than this?

   But thinking about it carefully, Fu Zhiyan's attitude towards her is indeed...weird. It can't be said to be close, but it has nothing to do with the rumored ruthlessness. Moreover, there seems to be a special kind of patience with her.

  Han Xiaoye's troubled heart slowly calmed down.

   She didn't know what happened to the previous generation, and she didn't understand why her mother didn't tell her about the Fu family until she died. But today she could feel that Mrs. Fu was really kind to her, and she didn't want to disappoint those who were kind to her.

   Forget it, everything goes with the flow.

   Let's go to bed first.

   I don't know if it was because Fu Zhiyan was next door, and the restless heart suddenly calmed down. She closed her eyes and fell asleep after a while...

  Han Xiaoye didn't know, the man leaning outside her door smoked a cigarette all night and stayed up all night.

  …

   Next day.

  The sun shines beautifully from the window, and the birds are stepping on the branches and chirping non-stop. Han Xiaoye yawned lazily and got out of the quilt.

Sudden.

   "Ah!!!" A scream broke the tranquility of the beautiful morning. Han Xiaoye stared stiffly at the clock on the wall, the hour hand on the clock arrogantly pointed to the 10 position! Done! She is late!

  Today is Friday, she remembered that the stinky guy reminded her yesterday that in the third physical education class, their class was going to compete with the third class in a mixed race of 800 meters for men and women. It was she and Ye Chen who represented their class in the competition!