Chapter 8

"This is the young master's villa. You will live here in the future, Miss Song."

Mo got out of the car and led the man over.

It was still empty, and there was no one in it. On the contrary, it was a relief for song Jiuyue, not just to live with the Fu family.

"Miss Song, you can have a rest now. Someone will pick you up in the evening and go to the Fu's old house for dinner."

Mo Yi didn't come in at the door. With this sentence, he politely closed the door.

Standing under the huge crystal lamp, song Jiuyue suddenly felt like a canary in captivity, gorgeous cage and luxurious life, but his inner emptiness was as deep as the sea.

She went upstairs to her bedroom and changed her wedding dress. This time, she didn't bring anything. After all, she had nothing but a few rags and a small deposit.

The cupboard is full of luxurious dresses and bags, from spring to winter, not a season. The refrigerator is also fresh fruits and vegetables, except for no one, such a day is much better than her previous small apartment.

It's no wonder that so many people want to squeeze into the rich, even stars are no exception, such a life, probably no one will not like it.

After a short rest, someone came to pick her up.

"You're welcome, Miss Song. If you're ready, you can get on the bus now."

Song Jiuyue nodded and got into the car. If the villa she lives in now gives her a general understanding of the rich people's life.

Now, when the car drove into the iron gate, she was already in a daze, watching the building, tennis court, swimming pool, big garden It took the car half an hour to stop in front of the house.

"Miss Song, go in."

As soon as Mo opened the door, her face was still calm, even gentle, which instantly dispelled the tension in her heart.

"Thank you."

I heard that a pregnant woman who was kicked by this young lady a month ago gave birth. But now she doesn't look like that kind of person. What's the misunderstanding? Or is this woman too good at pretending? I'll probably know later.

"Madam and miss are already waiting for you. You are welcome to miss song."

Song Jiuyue looks at the closed door, and the tension rises again. After stepping out, he finds that Mo Yi doesn't follow, and turns his head in doubt.

Ink a see through each other's ideas, eyes flashed a smile, decent black clothes, wear on the body, looking at the capable, calm.

"Madam and miss are very easy to get along with. Miss Song doesn't have to be nervous."

Slowly into the door in September, like a word of comfort to the heart.

I changed my shoes in the porch. As soon as I looked up, I saw two people sitting on the sofa.

"Oh, just stepped into the Fu family, the shelf is big, unexpectedly let us wait for you so long."

Fu xueya snorted coldly, but she didn't like this nominal sister-in-law very much. The elder brother was so excellent, how could she marry such a woman to go home? She was also a vicious woman known in Los Angeles.

"Xiaoya, say less."

One side of the woman opened her mouth, her hair was carefully coiled up, and the whole person set off by the cheongsam with buckle became more and more elegant, but she looked at Song September with sharp eyes and examination.

"Come and sit down."

Song Jiuyue's face turned white under that kind of eyes, and her head was like a huge stone. She couldn't breathe.

Fu xueya curls her lips and doesn't speak any more. She looks at Song Jiuyue with disdain. She reaches for the fruit plate and eats it carelessly.

"Come here."

Bai Wan said again with patience.

Song September is finally back to God, slowly walked past.

"Mom, I really don't know what kind of woman a person like big brother wants to marry. She just wants to let this kind of person into the house. She is vicious, and she's still a countryman. She doesn't have much insight."

Fu xueya holds the fruit tray, but she is not polite at all. She doesn't even bother to give song September a look.

Song Jiuyue bowed her head and didn't speak. Since other people didn't like her, she didn't have to go to the hot face and stick her cold ass, so she could only keep silent.

"Eat."

Bai Wan said these three words, and the Housekeeper on one side called the servant and brought the meal to the table. From the beginning to the end, song September was just like an intruder.

"Second brother doesn't come back?"