The original owner was just an ordinary, obscure celebrity here.

Therefore, even if Si Jin doesn't wear a mask, she will basically not be recognized.

"Let's use WeChat." The young man scanned the QR code, got off the bus, and walked step by step towards the Royal Garden.

Passing through the tree-lined path, past the grand and imposing main gate, and across the courtyard, you arrive at the living room.

Since it was afternoon, several gardeners in the courtyard greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Young Master Jin."

"Young Master Jin is finally back."

Judging from the servants' attitude, Fu Linyuan was actually quite friendly to the original owner of this body.

The information shows that although he disliked the original owner, he rarely met with her.

In the past six months, the two of them have spoken only a handful of times.

However, he would occasionally do some public relations for the original owner, making sure the servants didn't mistreat her.

After all, she was in a marriage of convenience with him, and she even helped him fulfill his grandmother's wish.

When trouble comes, as the richest man in the country, it's not right for him to stand idly by.

The nanny happened to come out of the living room and saw Si Jin standing outside the door. She smiled and asked.

“Young Master Jin, oh my, I didn’t expect you to come back at this time. Young Master Fu just returned, and I prepared afternoon tea for him.”

"Would you like some, Young Master? If so, just let me know, and I'll follow the usual practice and have it delivered to your room."

Although the original owner wasn't very wealthy, she didn't have a good impression of Fu Linyuan, who would occasionally utter a "domineering CEO quote." In addition, the two had a whirlwind marriage and a secret marriage, making their silence and awkwardness extremely embarrassing.

So he decided to live in a small house next to the villa.

Although it's called a small house, it's still over 180 square meters.

Although it's nowhere near the vast area where Fu Linyuan operates, it's still a place to settle down.

The "surprise" he prepared for Jiang Tianyu is tomorrow, so in the meantime, he will stay at the Royal Garden.

"No need," Si Jin refused. "Just add an extra set of chopsticks and a bowl in the living room. A Yuan and I will have afternoon tea together."

nanny:! ! !

Young Master Jin rarely spoke and almost never interacted with Young Master Fu.

Why are you suddenly having afternoon tea with Young Master Fu?

No, no, that's not the point!

The key point is that Young Master Jin calls Young Master Fu "A Yuan"?!

Did she mishear?

When did the two of them become so close?

Seeing the nanny's shocked expression, Si Jin was taken aback for a moment: "If it's difficult, I can ask A Yuan first, and then you can add more bowls and chopsticks for me. Whether you add more or not is fine, I can share one with him."

Now, not only the nanny, but all the servants in the yard were frozen in place.

After Si Jin stepped into the house, they barely came to their senses and huddled together whispering.

"Do you think that Young Master Jin and Young Master Fu did something... like that, without our knowledge?"

"Fulfilling marital obligations?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, men are really different after sleeping with someone once. Even the way they address each other becomes more intimate."

… …

Inside the living room.

As soon as Si Jin walked in, she saw the man sitting at the dining table.

With fair skin, short, jet-black hair, and elegantly swirling a glass of red wine in her well-defined fingers.

The exquisitely tailored silver-gray suit accentuated her near-perfect figure.

Her long legs were crossed, and her thin lips were pursed into a line.

His sharp gaze fell on the computer screen next to the dessert table, his brows furrowing slightly as if he were considering the company's recent performance.

From a distance, it looks noble and haughty.

Si Jin took another step forward, her leather shoes making a sound, as if she had startled the serious man.

He immediately shut down the computer, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Little brat, you've gotten bolder. Who gave you permission to enter this room?"

Si Jin: ...

It's better if he doesn't say anything.