Watching Fu Xichen finish all the porridge he cooked with his own hands gracefully, Gu Luoluo bent his lips with admiration in his eyes.
She is now working in Fu's group and is Fu Xichen's assistant.
In his spare time, he went to muyuan part-time and helped him collect some gossip news.
She knew that she was just one of his pieces.
It's a piece he used to separate Fu Baihai and ye Qian.
But she doesn't care.
She was willing to be his pawn, hoping that he would be happy.
Sometimes like is so simple.
Maybe she fell in love with him the first time she was saved by him.
"Has Ye Qian been to the twilight garden to trouble you recently?"
Fu Xichen finished his porridge, wiped his mouth gracefully, looked up at Gu Luoluo, and ran into Gu Luoluo's obsessed eyes that he had no time to take back.
His eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly, and Fu Xichen looked directly at her.
"She's been here and abused me. She's been kicked out by the bodyguards. Now she's very down-to-earth and has been ridiculed by upper class people. She's not the arrogant rich lady she used to be."
Gu Luoluo's eyes flashed slightly and suppressed all the emotions in the fundus of his eyes with the gesture of trimming his hair.
Fu Xichen looked at the uncomfortable woman and suddenly said, "do you want to be my father's third wife?"
In a word, Gu Luoluo turned pale and stared at Fu Xichen in a daze.
What did he say?
Be his father's third wife?
What is this?
Matchmaking for his father?
So in his eyes, she can only match his father?
"Although my father is a little old, he is not an ordinary old man. If you marry into the Fu family, you will enjoy endless prosperity and wealth. What's more, your eyes look like his first love. I believe he will treat you for the rest of his life. Women will eventually get married. I believe many girls will aim to marry into a rich family."
Fu Xichen looked at Gu Luoluo's eyes and saw her eyes gradually covered with a layer of water mist, with black eyes flashing slightly.
"But I'm not that kind of shallow girl. I don't want any glory and wealth. I stay in Fu just to repay you for saving your life. If you think you don't need me now, I can choose to leave."
How can you humiliate her like this?
Is she such a snobbish woman in his eyes?
Gu Luoluo's nasal cavity was so sour that he stubbornly wiped his tears.
"Do you like me? Do you think even if you want to marry into the Fu family and enjoy prosperity, you should marry me?"
Coldly, Fu Xichen said a sentence, which made Gu Luoluo choke. His hand unconsciously tightened his fist, alternating red and white on his face. I don't know whether he was ashamed or angry.
"Yes, I like you. But what I like is you. It has nothing to do with your family background. Even if you are a penniless boy now, I still like you."
He can't slander her casually.
She just likes him purely. It has nothing to do with anything else, okay?
Fu Xichen looked at Gu Luoluo with deep black eyes.
A woman's face is beautiful, and her eyes are shining with water and hook people for no reason.
Obviously flustered, but pretending to be calm.
Somehow, Xia Ling's face flashed in his mind.
Fu Xichen's black eyes flashed slightly, suppressing the inner fluctuation.
"Gu Luoluo, I won't like you. If you still want to work next to me, put away your careful thinking and remember your identity."
Why did he see Xia Ling's shadow when they were not similar?
Just because of her purity and stubbornness?
That's crazy.
"I will remember my identity and won't bother you."
He didn't drive her away.
Gu Luoluo didn't know what it was like in his heart. He just restrained all his emotions, packed up his things silently, said hello to him and turned away.
The door of the villa closed, and Fu Xichen leaned back in his chair and stared at the void in front of him in a daze.
Everything is going according to his plan.
She was very satisfied with the end of Ye Qian.
This woman is very affectionate and righteous to her mother's family.
In order to protect Gu Qing, he retreated repeatedly until he was forced to divorce.
He won't let her die, because for her, living without dignity should be more painful than dying!
A worry has been. Next, it's her turn!
Thinking of something, Fu Xichen hooked his lips and flashed a trace of potential in his black eyes.