Fu Shichan received a call from his secretary. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and placed the phone on his ear to answer it.
"Mr. Fu, we have thoroughly investigated Miss Mu's movements over the past few years. We haven't found any connection between her and the adopted daughter of the Lu family. That day, Miss Mu went to the school to register, it was probably a coincidence that she passed by, not something pre-arranged."
Fu Shichan was such a cautious person. Although Miss Mu Shaoao was merely his openly acknowledged wife, he still needed to find out if she had any ulterior motives.
If she had evil intentions, he would definitely not show any mercy.
After hearing the secretary's report, Fu Shichan gave a soft "ah" and said, "Well done. The bonus for this month will be doubled."
"Thank you, Mr. Fu!" The secretary sincerely thanked him and then couldn't help saying, "Mr. Fu, I have something to say personally. We found that Miss Mu lived a very bad life at home, but she has a kind heart. Her neighbors and classmates all praise her. She is sincere in her dealings with others, unlike those women who try to climb the social ladder."
The secretary had been working with Fu Shichan for many years and had witnessed many women who were eager to rise to the top. Each one was more cunning and cruel than the last.
In a group of hungry wolves and venomous snakes, a pure and clean little white rabbit suddenly jumped in. How could one not protect it properly?
Fu Shichan coldly interrupted him, "Why are you telling me all this?"
"Mr. Fu, Miss Mu... she is a very good person. With her by your side to take care of you, we subordinates can also feel more at ease."
"My affairs, I have my own boundaries." Fu Shichan directly hung up the phone. ...
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Mu Shu-Shu, wearing a silk nightgown, walked out. She had been rummaging in the living room for a while, seemingly looking for something.
Fu Si-Han opened the balcony door and returned to the living room. "What are you looking for?"
"Uncle, I can't find the hair dryer."
Fu Si-Han frowned. "Why are you always so forgetful?"
Mu Shu-Shu blew her tongue out, saying politely, "I forgot this time, okay?"
She continued her search, bending down when she did so, and her collar was open, revealing her snow-white skin.
Fu Si-Han seemed to have been burned by it, quickly shifting his gaze away.
He took out the hair dryer from the cabinet and handed it to her with a cold expression, "Stop looking."
Even he remembered where she had put the thing. She herself didn't remember.
Little Blind Man not only had poor eyesight, but also a dull mind.
"Thank you, Uncle." Mu Shu-Shu took the hair dryer and went to the side to blow her hair.
After she finished blowing her hair, she straightened the hair dryer's cord and stuffed it into the cabinet.
Fu Si-Han's gaze fell on her.
Mu Shu-Shu had just finished her bath, her cheeks were rosy and white, tender enough to make one feel as if they could draw water from them. Her figure was slightly petite, but after this period of recuperation, she gradually began to show a slender and graceful figure, clearly outlined by the silk nightgown.
When those hot and beautiful models and celebrities were competing to be with Fu Si-Han, his eyes didn't even waver a bit.
But now, looking at Mu Shu-Shu's thin and frail body, which was still not ready to become alluring, inexplicably made his body feel hot.
This was really strange.
Fu Si-Han rubbed his temples, thinking it might be because he had been too tired from work recently.
Mu Shu-Shu hesitated for a moment, walked up to him, "Uncle, thank you."
As she moved, a fragrance of body wash wafted, a faint floral scent.
"Thank you for taking me to meet your family." Mu Shu-Shu was a little shy and a bit shy, "It made me feel a bit of family warmth."
Her words were like a stone, sinking into Fu Si-Han's heart lake, creating ripples.
He turned his head back, his gaze remaining restrained on her face, not descending a bit lower.
Fu Si-Han's larynx moved up and down, "Mu Shu-Shu."
"Hmm?"
"As long as you behave yourself, this family won't fall apart."
At that moment, Fu Si-Han suddenly understood why everyone, including his grandmother and assistant, praised Mu Shu-Shu so much. Even his secretary couldn't help speaking to her.
Because Mu Shu-Shu's heart was filled with so much love. She was like a little sun, no matter how many setbacks and hardships she suffered, she could still illuminate the people around her.
Who could resist the warmth and brightness of the sun?
So Fu Si-Han couldn't help saying such a sentence.
After saying it, he himself was stunned.
But this sentence didn't need to be withdrawn. He definitely needed a wife to reassure his family. At present, Mu Shu-Shu seemed to be a very suitable candidate.
As long as she could remain so obedient, he could make her take the position of the Fu Wife, and let her live a prosperous and wealthy life, with a noble and precious status.
Mu Shu-Shu was stunned for a moment, then sweetly raised her lips and held his hand, "Uncle, don't worry, I will work hard to manage our little home, and won't let this family fall apart."
She didn't have the same cunning and scheming as Fu Si-Han. She just thought that whoever was kind to her, she would be kind to them.
The uncle was so kind to her, she would also be completely devoted to the uncle.
Even if the uncle was an ugly man, it wouldn't matter.
Fu Si-Han smiled contentedly, "How is school going?"
Mu Shu-Shu hesitated for a moment, only telling him the good things, not the bad ones, "I'm doing well at school and have made new friends."
After all, Fu Si-Han's work was already very hard, she didn't want him to worry about his own affairs.
"That's good."
It was getting late, Mu Shu-Shu was preparing to go back to her room to sleep. Fu Sihan stopped her and said, "Wait."
Mo Shaping nervously grasped the door handle, her heart pounding.
At this moment, the old man stopping her couldn't possibly be... trying to make her fulfill her marital duties, could he?
Although she had decided to live a good life with the old man, she still hadn't seen his appearance.
It wasn't that she disliked the old man's ugliness; it was just that Mo Shaping didn't want her first encounter to be vague. At the very least, she wanted to see his face clearly.
She couldn't use the excuse that her period had come, because the old man knew exactly when her period was last time.
Oh dear, what should she do now...
Fu Sihan didn't know Mo Shaping's complex mental state.
He just calmly reminded her, "The milk hasn't been drunk yet."
Mo Shaping let out a long sigh of relief, moved to the living room, picked up the glass, and sipped the milk in small mouthfuls.
To make up for the nutrients she had missed over the years, apart from the various fish soup, chicken soup, and sea cucumber soup often cooked by Aunt Liu, there was also a fixed cup of milk taken in the morning and evening every day.
Mo Shaping almost forgot this.
After finishing the milk, she put the cup in the sink and walked past Fu Sihan, "Uncle, I'm going to sleep now."
"Okay."
Fu Sihan nodded slightly.
Mo Shaping pushed open the door of the second bedroom and walked in. After entering, she leaned against the door panel, lost in thought.
How strange! It should have been a relief, but why did her heart feel a little sad instead?