Chapter 1

Autumn rain leaves, cold wind bleak.

Inside song family mansion in Yuncheng

The girl in the mirror is seventeen or eighteen years old. Her eyebrows are like layers of dye, her eyes are bright, and her beautiful eyes are Danfeng. She is slender, charming and delicate.

"Miss, master, please hurry down." The maid knocked at the door.

"Well." She answered faintly and pushed the door out. Looking at the girl's stubborn figure, the maid could not help shaking her head and went into the room to help her clean up the room.

In the room dominated by soft powder, everything is exquisite. Even the decorative paintings hanging on the wall are valued at one million yuan. What's more, there are many precious jewels in her dressing jewelry box, which shows that she is very popular at home.

The maid opened the door of the bathroom on one side, and a sour smell came to her face. There were dirty clothes stained with vomit on the floor, which was in a mess.

"My God, the smell..." another maid with cleaning supplies followed into the room, "where did miss go last night, drunk like that?"

"If something like this happens at home, I'll drown my worries with wine."

"Who said no? The old lady, who was good, now has a sister. Oh, the most sad thing is that even her fiance has been robbed."

"As soon as his wife was angry, the master brought the child back. This is to recognize her in her absence." The maid reached out and sorted the dirty clothes on the ground according to the color and put them in the frame.

"Who let that woman make the master so happy? Just now I heard the master answer the phone. It seems that master Fu is coming

"Are you going to force the young lady to accept the divorce?"

"If you really give up marriage and let those two be together, won't our young lady become the joke of the whole Cloud City?"

……

Two people in the bathroom while cleaning, while whispering, did not know just left the girl, and turned back, eyes slightly red, a little water, but she stifled back.

He turned around and went downstairs with a smile.

**

In the living room of the Song family

A beautiful girl is sitting on the sofa, wearing the simplest white shirt and jeans, black canvas, the corners of her shoes have been washed white, she pursed her mouth, looking cautious.

This is her first visit to the Song family.

Outside the courtyard are all kinds of ancient trees and plants that she doesn't know. There are many kinds of orchids under the corridor. She doesn't know these flowers and plants, but she knows that there are also top-quality orchids worth tens of millions. The orchids of the Song family are treasures that she has never seen before, and they are also maintained by special masters.

Her former life was not even as good as a flower of the Song family.

"Miss Jiang, you..." as soon as the servant's tea was served, the middle-aged man coughed twice.

"Tea, please, miss." Although the servant changed his address, although he was laughing, he was scorning.

There are too many illegitimate daughters who are found in rich and powerful families, but there are not many who dare to enter the family.

Looking very dignified and beautiful, clever and docile, if there is no means, how can you get into the gate of the Song family.

"Thank you." Jiang Fengya takes over the tea and thanks. She looks down at the green glazed tea cup. It's exquisite and small, and it's worth a lot.

"Fengya, have a snack."

The man who opened his mouth has been well-known for years. He was wearing a black suit, with cold eyes and long experience in shopping malls, which made him look like he was not angry and arrogant. He deliberately softened his words to her several times.

This man is his father, song Jingren.

"Well." Jiang Fengya is beautiful and clever. She is too weak to wear clothes. She has a sense of weakness. She makes people talk to her. If the volume is too high, they are afraid of startling her.

Just as she was about to drink tea, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the people coming down from upstairs

The fingers suddenly stiffen and suddenly tighten.

She came slowly down from the height.

High gold, so far away.

"Dad Her voice is sweet and soft.

"The wind is late. Come and sit down." Song Jingren called her over.

Song Fengwan sat directly opposite Jiang Fengya and looked at her. Her eyes were simple and direct, but they seemed to be able to see through people in an instant.

"Windy evening, I'll introduce it to you. This is..." Song Jingren hesitated for a moment. In the face of his daughter's naive and slightly questioning eyes, he was always unable to say something.

In fact, everyone knows it, but no one has broken this layer of window paper for the time being.

"Miss, your favorite white tea." Servant smile to song Fengwan tea, also interrupted the introduction of song Jingren.

"Thank you." Song Fengwan took the tea, the cup is the best blue and white, weighing her fingers, just like a jade carving.

She stretched out her hand to open the lid of the cup. The heat lingered and rose, blurring her outline. She narrowed her eyes and took a lazy sip. The Phoenix eyes were lazy and mysterious.

Jiang Fengya clenched her lips with her fingers.

You can see from the cup that she is the master, and she

It's just the guests.

This is her first time to see song Fengwan, one year younger than her, only 17 years old.

People in Yuncheng think highly of her, saying that she is as gorgeous as peaches and plums, but moving makes her fall.

She thought it was flattery. Now she saw it, she felt that it couldn't cover her at all. She had a pure but almost charming beauty. Her eyes were simple but not worldly. Her movements were elegant and not artificial.

Through the misty color of the tea, the whole person is like smoke and dust.

Even the fingers were white and slender, without any defects. Jiang Fengya put down the cup and subconsciously shrank his fingers into his sleeve.

"Elegant, how about military training? Is it very hard? " Song Jingren breaks the dullness.

"Not bad." Jiang Fengya smiles dryly. She's only been in military training for two days. Even though she's put on sunscreen, she's still tanned. But the man opposite is like a white jade doll, transparent and clean.

No, it's OK.

They were sitting opposite each other. Even the servants could see that there was no comparison. Was master Fu blind?

Don't you want pearls, holding fish's eyes as treasure?

Even if song Jingren wanted to liven up the atmosphere, the living room atmosphere was still slightly embarrassed until the servant trotted in and said softly, "master Fu is coming..."

Jiang Fengya's finger has just been in the teacup, revealing a pair of daughter's family's coyness.

Song Fengwan rubbed the cup with his fingers. It came so fast.

She couldn't help but think that in many TV dramas she had seen, such as Prince and Cinderella, there was always a dead princess, which everyone hated.

And she is just like that wicked girl who is bent on destroying marriage.

**

Song Fengwan drank two mouthfuls of tea, and a man of about twenty slowly entered the living room.

Wearing a simple white shirt and ironed black trousers, his legs are straight and slender, elegant and elegant, and his eyebrows are fine. He looks very clean.

Cold temperament, always with a proud character, very popular in school.

"Senior." Jiang Fengya got up with a bright smile.

"Well." Fu Yuxiu smiles at him and looks at Song Jingren, "Uncle song is good."

It's hard to avoid embarrassment when we turn to song Fengwan.

"Brother Fu is really quick to find a girlfriend. He broke up with me the day before yesterday, and today he is pregnant with a new lover." Song Fengwan sneered.

The faces of the two people who had just pulled hands on the other side were not pretty.

"The wind is late." Song Jingren frowned, his face sullen.

"What? I'm wrong? " Song Fengwan looks at the two people on the opposite side.

Although she is not very old, they have been engaged for more than a year. After all, she is young. They say that they are unmarried and they get along more like brothers and sisters. Fu Yuxiu is three years older than her and takes care of her everything.

She was in senior three this year. She spent a month in the summer vacation and went back to school in early August. Summer counseling was closed. Her mother didn't tell her what happened at home.

On the holiday day, Fu Yuxiu came to pick her up. He thought he was coming to pick her up for dinner. Before the restaurant arrived, he had a showdown with himself on the road and said he wanted to break the engagement.

She thought it was just talking, but she didn't expect that he was coming for real. Song Fengwan was so proud that she agreed at that time, thinking that he might turn back.

As a result, that night, I heard that he was in University and had a good relationship with a freshman.

He and I have known each other for many years. Is it difficult for them to break their engagement in order to get to know the little girl for a few days?

After further inquiry, we found out that the two met in a so-called group of new and old students. The girl worked in Yuncheng for two months in the restaurant where the Fu family belonged.

Fu Yuxiu helped her in all kinds of ways. This is the plot of the TV play.

"The wind is late, actually this matter I......" Fu Yuxiu tries to explain with her.

"I know what you want to say?" Song Fengwan watched a lot of novels on TV, and also saw a lot of gratitude and resentment from the rich families around him.

"You mean that you two really love each other? Didn't mean to hurt me? " The tone was scornful.

"Hope to have my blessing."

"Sister, in fact, I and seniors are not what you think, we..." Jiang Fengya bit her lip, inexplicably poor.

"Who is your sister?" This title, directly pricked her nerve, she threw the cup.

"All I know is that when I'm still engaged with him, you're already ambiguous? When you become a junior, are you still aggrieved? "

"Then I was green, then I can't cry!"

Tea splashed around, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"The wind is late!" Song Jingren sighed.

Song Fengwan got up directly and looked down at Jiang Fengya. "Anyway, it's the man I left behind. You can take it if you like!"

The two people on the opposite side changed their faces.

What's left?

It's a tricky word.

"Song Fengwan, you..." Song Jingren's face turned white.

Song Fengwan fell the cup, got up and went out.

"Where are you going? It's raining outside!" Song Jingren knows that song Fengwan was wronged by this, but he can't force his feelings.

Song Fengwan pulled an umbrella on the porch and planned to go out.

**

Outside, the air was humid and hot, mixed with rain, which made people uncomfortable. A black car ran over the rain, splashed mud leaves on the ground, and stopped steadily in front of a mansion.

Song Fengwan squints and looks at the black car parked at the door, as if it is not a local license.

When the door opened and the cool wind came, a man in black came out from the copilot, holding a black umbrella and standing beside the car.

The people in the car didn't come out. They just lowered the window. From Song Fengwan's point of view, they could only see half of his side face.

In black, the man's lips were very thin, and his lips were a little cocky. He was very sexy. He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He reached out to the people beside the car and said a few words.

In his hands hung a string of polished beads, with thin brown tassels.

Xu noticed that song Fengwan, the man slightly side head, through the rain, his facial features do not really see, but he has a depressed romantic feeling, but also hook the Buddha beads, like an outsider.

He tilted his head slightly, and the rain made his facial features unclear. Song Fengwan had two words in his mind.

[seven immortals, three demons]

It's just that those eyes are extremely cold and thin.

Song Fengwan hurriedly takes back his sight and misses the shallow radian of the man's mouth: isn't this the little girl who threatened to sleep in the bar last night?

**

At the moment, the security guard at the gate of the Song family trotted over on the water, shouting: "master, the Third Master of the Fu family is here!"

Song Fengwan was stunned. Is that the Third Master of the Fu family? The third uncle Fu Yuxiu is most afraid of?

Do you believe in Buddhism? He must be a kind-hearted man.

Later, she learned that this man was perverse and had not finished six.

Believing in Buddhism is like a devil.