Chapter 7

"Yep, yesterday afternoon, Miss Jiang..."

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment and took a very careful look at Fu Jinhan in the chair.

"Go on."

With a sense of terror and oppression, the cold came out of the chair quickly. The housekeeper shivered and continued to reply.

"Miss Jiang broke the window of the dressing room yesterday. She seems to want to jump out of the window and run away."

As the voice fell, the housekeeper felt the oppression from the darkness in vain, which became more shocking.

In the dark, Fu Jin Han's pupils contracted and his whole body was filled with anger visible to the naked eye.

"Oh."

A faint low laughter rang out, showing the anger of the master, and the great sense of oppression made the housekeeper shiver deeply.

"I see. Step back."

Hearing that Fu Jinhan spoke again, the housekeeper was relieved and hurried out.

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The next morning.

When Jiang mianmianmian wakes up, he finds himself lying alone on the luxurious big bed. The room is empty and there is no trace of Fu Jinhan.

Jiang mianmianmian rubbed his numb neck, breathed a sigh of relief, barefoot on the soft carpet, and walked to the bathroom.

When passing through the bathroom mirror, the mirror reflects a girl with bloated figure and dull eyes.

Jiang mianmianmian stood in front of the mirror with a smile on his face.

In the last life, she was afraid of Fu Jin Han's approach. Every time Fu Jin Han held her, she felt like she was immersed in a cold pool, and even her bone marrow trembled.

So she wrapped layers of clothes on her body, disguised herself as a bloated figure, hoping that he would touch herself less.

It's a pity that things backfired. In other people's eyes, she became a fat woman, ugly and ridiculed.

Chu Hongfei also disliked her, carrying her and Jiang Ranran secretly not clear.

As for these eyes, no one knows that there is a big secret hidden under these godless eyes.

Jiang mianmianmian stood in front of the mirror and began to undress one by one.

As those clothes were gradually taken off, Jiang mianmianmian's whole body was like a rebirth butterfly in the early spring. He took off his bulky shell and became beautiful and dazzling.

She only wore a white vest of knee length, slender and exquisite, with a full waist. The original chicken like hair was carefully combed by her and spread on her shoulders.

That pair of numb eyes have disappeared, but instead of a pair of scissors water autumn pupil, smart like a Wang lake.

Bright eyes and white teeth, dark hair and jade muscles, it's still that face, but the girl in the mirror seems to be a different person, beautiful.

Jiang mianmianmian turns on the shower in the bathroom and takes a comfortable shower. Then he opens the cloakroom in the bedroom and starts to pick clothes one by one.

In the cloakroom, there are rows of the latest models, all of which Fu Jin Han ordered for her.

Finally, Jiang mianmianmian chose a beige dress. After I put on my clothes, I felt refreshed and relieved,

In this life, I don't need to abuse myself any more.

Outside the bedroom, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Jiang, I'm Zhang ma."

"Ma Zhang, come in." Jiang mianmianmian answers casually.

Mother Zhang pushed the door and came in. First she scanned the room worried. When she saw Jiang mianmianmian standing in front of her, she was stunned and suddenly stood on the spot.