Sick, he's the best

Chapter 110 Master Fu stole a daughter-in-law and moved the Civil Identification Bureau here

Thinking about it now, there are really unusual things everywhere.

On the way back, for no apparent reason, there was a beggar in Jiang Mingrou's car.

When they arrived at the door of the hotel where Jiang Mingrou was staying, the little beggar was still following Jiang Mingrou. Jiang Nan asked him to leave, but he had no intention of leaving.

Xu Xin kept looking at the beggar, and he said to Jiang Mingrou, "Sister President, this little beggar seems to be relying on us."

Jiang Mingrou turned her head, and sure enough, she saw the ragged little beggar following her. When she entered, she was stopped by the security guard.

Because he was dressed too poorly.

It looks like a beggar.

"Hey, you didn't enter here."

The little beggar stood there stubbornly, with no intention of leaving, but the security guard refused to let him in, so he slept directly outside the hotel.

Isn't this ruining the image of the hotel?

Those who stay in the hotel are all dignitaries, second-generation rich, and second-generation officials.

Is he a little beggar who can stay?
The security guard hurried to chase him away.

"Go, go, go."

"This is not where you little beggar can sleep."

"Come on, don't force us to beat people!"

"Wait." Jiang Mingrou stopped them with a series of fluent English.

The security guard quickly apologized: "Dear guest, did I disturb you?"

"We're going to tell him to leave."

"you do not need to worry."

Jiang Mingrou smiled faintly: "It's okay, you guys go down."

The security guard was taken aback for a moment, then retreated.

Jiang Mingrou looked at the little beggar sitting on the ground and asked, "Why are you following us?"

The little beggar raised his head, under the curly hair was a flawless chin, most of his facial features were covered.

The little beggar snorted, "There is no food."

He raised his head and asked him, "Do you want to support me?"

"I actually don't eat much, and I'm not picky."

Jiang Mingrou raised her eyebrows: "Why should I raise you?"

"What are you worth to me?"

The little beggar was silent, and complained: "...you are so cold and heartless."

"You have a billion dollars!"

Jiang Mingrou was noncommittal: "I'm a businessman, and I never use useless people."

"I know a lot! I can wash dishes, wash pots, cook and mop the floor, and I can squeeze my shoulders and beat my back!!"

Jiang Mingrou glanced at him and asked in surprise, "You are a boy, can you cook, wash dishes and mop the floor?"

To be honest...

Jiang Mingrou can't, she can eat dead people when she cooks.

She did it once, and sent Mr. Jiang directly to the hospital for a month. The cause... was food poisoning.

After that, Mr. Jiang never dared to let Jiang Mingrou into the kitchen.

The little beggar sniffled, and said pitifully, "I used to be bullied by my family and asked me to cook, mop the floor and wash the dishes. It will be natural."

"But don't worry, I can cook."

Jiang Mingrou asked, "Where's your family?"

One mention of this.

The little beggar was sad.

With a crying voice, he cried, "They abandoned me and don't want me anymore."

"My brother is terrible (ó﹏ò). He used to beat me and scold me a lot. My mother liked him. They didn't give me any money. After they abandoned me, I went homeless when I was ten years old."

He lowered his head with dim eyes: "After that, I never saw them again."

Xu Xin burst into tears: "Sister President, let's take him in, he is so pitiful."

"Are you sure he's alone?"

He wiped his tears: "It's so pitiful, so pitiful!"

Jiang Mingrou kicked him: "Get up, follow me if you want."

The little beggar immediately looked happy.

"I changed my clothes and cut my hair."

"I do not"

"Otherwise, you can continue wandering."

The little beggar swallowed his words.

"Oh(-ω-`)."

His clothes are so beautiful, why change them.

A woman with no taste.

Whoever marries you in the future will definitely be unlucky.

The little beggar followed Xu Xin to change clothes, and when he came out again, it was like a different person.

A beggar is still a beggar.

But the person is no longer the person he was before.

After treatment, his little curly hair is fluffy and soft, and it looks cute. Under the smooth forehead, there is an extremely beautiful face. He has a pair of very beautiful big eyes, which are watery and cute. Yi.

The boy was wearing a black suit with a small bow tie. He looked very good-looking, with red lips, white teeth, and fair skin.

Jiang Nan was dumbfounded.

Where is this beggar?
This is clearly like the little son of a nobleman.

This exquisite and handsome appearance is definitely not something a beggar can have.

Like a little prince who came out of nobility.

Xu Xin was stunned: "What the hell?"

When Jiang Mingrou looked up, she was also amazed for a moment.

She frowned: "Are you really a beggar?"

This temperament is not like it.

The little beggar nodded: "I have been homeless since I was ten years old, and I was worried about being abducted, so I was a bit sloppy."

He was a little proud: "Am I good-looking?"

After finishing speaking, the little beggar stroked his little curly hair triumphantly.

Jiang Mingrou nodded: "He looks good."

"What's your name?"

The little beggar said without hesitation: "Fu Er!"

When Jiang Mingrou heard the word Fu, she didn't know why, or maybe she was too sensitive.

Looking at the young man in front of her again, she always felt that his outline somewhat resembled Fu Shennian.

She narrowed her eyes slightly: "Are you from the Fu family?"

The little beggar shook his head sadly: "I don't remember, I'm too young, all I know is that they call me Fu Er."

Jiang Mingrou rubbed her forehead, only to feel that Fu Shennian made her too nervous.

"Go down with Xu Xin."

Jiang Nan handed the key to Fu Er: "This is your room, you live next to Xu Xin."

Fu Er smiled and thanked: "Thank you, Uncle Jiangnan."

The corner of Jiangnan's mouth twitched violently.

uncle?

Jiang Nan gritted his teeth: "I'm only 23 years old!!!"

The young man looked at him with bright eyes and bright teeth, innocently: "Okay, Uncle Jiangnan."

"I said it all!! Not uncle!!"

"Try calling again? I won't kill you!"

Fu Er looked terrified.

He pouted aggrievedly: "Then what should I call you?"

Jiang Nan said gloomyly: "Jiangnan!!!"

"Oh, my master knows."

After Xu Xin and Fu Er went out, Xu Xin immediately gave Fu Er a thumbs up: amazing.

Jiang Mingrou looked at the backs of the two of them leaving, and directed to Jiangnan: "Check his identity, I want to know everything."

The one surnamed Fu is so similar to Fu Shen's older one.

An intuition in Jiang Mingrou's heart told her that the young man in front of her was not simple, not as simple as he showed.

……

After washing up, Jiang Mingrou changed into black pajamas, leaned on the bed with a book in her hand, and started reading. She read it for an hour, her eyes were already astringent, and she was fighting.

Jiang Mingrou rubbed her forehead, only to feel that the sleepiness suddenly became fierce. She put the book on the bedside and turned off the light.

The whole room began to plunge into darkness.

The wall clock on the wall ticks every minute and every second, gradually passing by.

A shallow breathing sounded in the room, the curtains fluttered with the wind, and the pot of roses hanging between the window lattices was flaming and beautiful.

Just like this charming and moving woman, it is heart-warming.

A colorless, odorless scent wafts from the roses.

The car window shook, and a black figure suddenly appeared there.

The man's body is long and straight, and he looks tall.

The man opened the curtain and walked towards the woman on the bed. He held the white needle in his hand. The white and cold needle was extremely sharp. The man pierced the needle into the woman's body.

The white liquid flowed into Jiang Mingrou's body bit by bit.

The man's slender and white hands landed on her beautiful neck like a swan, and the beautiful hands caressed her somewhat lingeringly.

The skin under the palm of the hand can be broken by blowing, crystal clear.

Tender ones can squeeze out water.

The man took off his coat, lifted the quilt from her body, and climbed onto the bed naturally.

His sexy body and strong muscles were pressed against the woman, and the man's bony arms hugged the woman in his arms, panting slightly.

His deeply obsessed and deep eyes stared at her small face. In the dark and deep pupils, there was endless madness. The man lowered his head and kissed every inch of her skin inch by inch.

Jiang Mingrou closed her eyes and was hugged softly by the man like a sleeping beauty.

……

When Jiang Mingrou woke up, she felt a splitting headache and had the illusion that she had been drinking.

She frowned, feeling weak all over. Jiang Mingrou opened her eyes. She was propping up her hands on the bed, just as she was about to get up.

Jiang Mingrou was dumbfounded.

She froze.

Fu Shennian?
Besides Fu Shennian, there were several other men and women in the room.

Jiang Mingrou blinked, she felt that she might be hallucinating.

"Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu is awake." Someone reminded in a low voice.

After Fu Shennian finished signing, upon hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at Jiang Mingrou, and smiled softly, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Mingrou was startled by his smile.

Is this a dream?

Why is Fu Shennian smiling so sinisterly?
Jiang Mingrou blinked again, she must have not slept well, she was dreaming.

Jiang Mingrou lay back down again, ready to continue sleeping.

How could Fu Shennian appear in her room?And these men and women in suits?
She must be dreaming.

So, Jiang Mingrou really went on sleeping.

Fu Shennian couldn't help laughing when he saw her such a cute move.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Mingrou suddenly opened her eyes as if she had seen a ghost.

Fu Shennian?
Jiang Mingrou was stunned again. She touched her throat. How could she be speechless?

Jiang Mingrou was completely dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of slender hands picked her up: "Don't sleep when you wake up."

"Get things done first."

"Little lazy cat, don't delay people's work." The man smiled dotingly.

Jiang Mingrou felt his real touch, as if struck by lightning.

She was frightened by Fu Shennian's sudden gentleness and felt goosebumps all over her body, feeling uncomfortable.

Could this man be sick?

(End of this chapter)