"It's nothing, I just came back to visit."
"Look at you? Do you even know who you are? You are the head of the Murong family, the president of Fengrong. Stop dwelling on the past."
Murong Xiao frowned: "I haven't forgotten."
"Then tell me, what's the deal with that woman?" Murong Shan asked seriously.
"A woman?" Murong Xiao narrowed his eyes. "Who told you that?"
"I heard you married her? Hmph, you, Murong Xiao, actually fancy a woman like that." The old man's tone was full of sarcasm. "Looks like you're not much better than your father."
"Don't compare me to him. Besides, this marriage is just a game to me. I'll dump it when I'm tired of it. Do you think I care that much?"
After saying that, Murong Xiao hung up the phone.
Turning around, I saw Xiang Jin standing at the door of the master bedroom.
When Xiang Jin was half asleep, she suddenly heard voices coming from the living room. She came out with her pillow and saw Murong Xiao in the living room. He was not disguised as Feng Jianian.
Murong Xiao was on the phone, and Su Ming stood respectfully beside him.
She heard every single word of the conversation.
At that moment, the living room fell into a deathly silence.
Xiang Jin looked at Murong Xiao, and Murong Xiao looked at her. Su Ming looked at the two of them, and no one spoke.
"You are Feng Jianian, and also... Murong Xiao?" After a while, Xiang Jin finally couldn't hold back anymore. Her cold hands gripped the pen tightly, and she wrote down this sentence stroke by stroke.
"Yes," he said. "Do you have any other questions?"
Xiang Jin's face paled slightly.
She clenched her sleeves and shook her head after a very long time.
"Then I'm leaving, I have to go on a business trip." He seemed to be explaining, then strode out the door, got into the Rolls-Royce, and disappeared at the end of the intersection.
Inside the car, Murong Xiao suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
Why did he suddenly feel nervous just now? Not only nervous, but also vaguely afraid, so he left in a hurry without saying anything more.
but--
Even Murong Xiao has moments of fear.
He chuckled slightly, as if mocking himself.
“Young Master, we’ll be gone for half a month this time. Don’t you really need to explain to Madam? Besides, she knows your identity…” Although knowing that her husband is Murong Xiao isn’t bad at all, wouldn’t it be better to explain a little?
"Need not."
When he comes back, he will tell her whatever she wants to ask.
……………………
In the afternoon, several luxury cars parked outside the bungalow.
A group of bodyguards got out of the car and stood in a dark mass on both sides of the bungalow, making it look like a scene from a gangster movie, attracting onlookers from the surrounding area.
Lin Wen pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and walked respectfully to Xiang Jin: "Madam, I am Mr. Xiao's assistant. Mr. Xiao asked me to pick you up and take you home."
Xiang Jin didn't move.
The word "wife" was unfamiliar and jarring, making her feel dizzy and stinging.
"No need, I'm fine here." After she finished signing, she turned around and walked back, only to realize that she wasn't wearing shoes. She had been standing there since Murong Xiao left, and her legs were almost stiff.
"Okay, then we'll be on standby here at any time. Please feel free to give us any instructions."
After saying that, he waved his hand behind him, and someone immediately brought a pair of slippers to Xiang Jin.
Xiang Jin fell silent.
After a long while, she nodded and gestured, "Then I'll go with you."
With so many people standing here in such a dense mass, it's not a good situation. Moreover, if she really is Murong Xiao's wife, living here would indeed be a loss of face for him.
Xiang Jin packed a few things and left with Lin Wen.
An hour and a half later, the car stopped at a villa called Lakeside Villa.
The area is surrounded by lakes and mountains, with a beautiful view. A lake stretches from the front of the villa to the back, and the shore is planted with white crabapple blossoms that are still in bloom even in this season.
Two rows of servants stood neatly in front of the villa.
"Madam, my name is Feng Jingru, and I'm the housekeeper here. Please feel free to ask if you need anything. This is Aunt Yang, who's in charge of cooking for you, and this is Uncle Yu, who's in charge of looking after the garden and lawn..."
Feng Jingru looked to be in his forties or fifties, with some gray hair at his temples. As he introduced himself, the people around him bowed to Xiang Jin.
Xiang Jin panicked and quickly waved her hand, indicating that it was not necessary.
Her clothes weren't even as nice as theirs; she really... didn't look like a lady.
"Then I'll arrange for someone to take Madam to the bedroom. Dinner will be in about an hour." Butler Feng waved behind him, and a quiet and lovely girl walked up. She had two dimples when she smiled, which made people feel very friendly. "Madam, you can just call me Zhouzhou. I'll take you to the bedroom."
The bedroom is on the second floor and is very spacious.
The decoration and design were perfect, featuring the cool color scheme that Murong Xiao always preferred. It had a complete bathroom, shower, dressing room, and vanity, and outside was a spacious balcony surrounded by lawn and flowers, all appearing to be exotic varieties from abroad.
The view from the balcony is excellent, offering a panoramic view of the lake and the crabapple trees, as well as the distant rolling green hills and golf course.
There's a coffee table on the right side of the balcony, so you can sit here to read, draw, or just daydream.
This is a wonderful place; she suddenly understood the happiness of the wealthy.
However, it's not real.
This is too unreal.
Even though she was in this villa worth billions, she still felt it was unreal.
She really did marry Murong Xiao and become Mrs. Murong, envied by everyone in China.
Why is this happening?
She had so many things to say and so many questions she wanted to ask him, but the moment she learned that he was Murong Xiao, she didn't know where to begin. Besides, he was away on a business trip, so she had nothing to ask him.
She sighed softly.
“Madam, I’ve packed your luggage. Would you like me to show you around? There’s a garden to the east with lots of flowers; it’s so beautiful.” Zhou Zhou walked up to her, her eyes crinkling with a smile.
Xiang Jin took Zhou Zhou's hand and wrote stroke by stroke: "Murong Xiao...does he usually stay in this room?"
Zhou Zhou was a little surprised that the lady actually called the young master by his name, but she still answered the question honestly: "No, the young master usually lives in Haitang Bay and rarely comes here."
"Haitang Bay?" Xiang Jin was taken aback.
"Yes, it's quite far from here. But now that the mistress is here, the young master will also come back to stay." Zhou Zhou liked Xiang Jin very much and thought she had a great personality.
So, he didn't take me to his usual place, but instead brought me to the lakeside villa where I don't usually stay?
Was she someone he couldn't bear to see, or had he never intended for her to be seen by anyone?
After all, her marriage with him was just a game, and how can a game be taken seriously? When it's over, it should be over. She needs to be prepared to call it off at any time.
Xiang Jin was a little flustered. She told Zhou Zhou to go down first, and then sat down beside her, lost in thought.
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