There is no difference between this life and the previous one.
Hua Rong took a nap and woke up around noon.
I could hear voices downstairs, and I knew without a doubt that a horrific human trafficking operation was taking place downstairs!
Hua Rong went downstairs and saw Fu Jin chatting with Lin Xiaodie.
The soaring fortune almost blinded Hua Rong.
This shows that he is the absolute protagonist of this world!
"Aunt Lin, don't worry, I will take good care of Rongrong."
Her clear, slightly deep voice was so captivating it was almost intoxicating.
The man's usually cold and deep phoenix eyes now held a hint of a smile.
Hua Rong leaned against the wall upstairs and watched.
She knew that if Fu Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, they would reveal an undeniable danger.
His handsome features are like a work of art meticulously crafted by the world's top artisans.
Three-dimensional and profound, so handsome it's outrageous!
Hua Rong recalled the scene when the original owner first met him.
Even though the lights were dim, he was still under the influence of the drug.
But his eyes remained sharp, his gaze fixed on her face.
Hmm, the original owner was indeed a saint who could remain unmoved by temptation!
Such a handsome guy, you really wouldn't lose out if you slept with him.
However, if she had slept with Fu Jin that day, the outcome might have been completely different.
This little book will become a traditional CEO angst novel.
Instead of those saccharine sweet romance novels that are sweet from beginning to end.
The love between the original owner and Fu Jin did not encounter any tests.
Even after the original owner's parents learned that the Jun Group had gone bankrupt, they did not stop their contact.
God knows what their parents were thinking!
There are no particularly bad characters in this book; everyone has their own complete personality.
Hua Rong read through the entire novel and confirmed that it was a sweet romance novel that was good enough to be published and adapted into a web series!
Seemingly sensing Hua Rong's gaze, Fu Jin turned to look at Hua Rong.
His eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing her.
They had never been this close except for that one night.
He noticed the original owner's large, almond-shaped eyes set in her face.
When you look at him, it's as if starlight is surging within you, captivating your soul.
Hmm, I've seen it in her eyes, she's a total little devil!
This little imp even has some other meaning.
For example, she clearly has the face of a fairy... yet her eyes reveal a coldness.
"Mom, if you're going to sell your daughter, can't you talk to your own daughter about it first?"
Hua Rong stretched and walked downstairs.
Upon seeing this, Lin Xiaodie's eyes showed a hint of guilt.
But seeing the bright eyes Fu Jin had when he looked at Hua Rong, he realized that this son-in-law was truly wonderful!
Where could she find such a handsome and, most importantly, rich son-in-law? Just by looking at the lines on his arms when he rolled up his sleeves earlier, she could tell he had a great physique!
At least eight-pack abs are a given!
You couldn't find such a good son-in-law even with a lantern!
She really went to great lengths to find such a husband for her useless Rongrong!
Lin Xiaodie was thinking of her daughter's best interests!
After this mental preparation, Ms. Lin Xiaodie immediately regained her mother's dignity.
"Rongrong, what did you say? Come here quickly, this is your future husband, Xiaojin."
Hua Rong: (；一_一)
Fu Jin: (〃′o`)
Hua Rong walked over and sat opposite Fu Jin. With a stern face, she said to Ms. Lin Xiaodie, "Mom, I need to have a heart-to-heart talk with my future husband. Could you go and cook for me first?"
The Jun family is about to go bankrupt; Ms. Lin Xiaodie realized this half a month ago.
So I quit my job early, hiring the nanny, gardener, and driver.
Now, in this huge Jun family villa, there are only the three of them.
Cooking has to fall to Ms. Lin Xiaodie.
Both Hua Rong and Jun Feng are completely unskilled at housework.
Even though life was very difficult in the past, the woman today firmly believes that her daughter will not become an ordinary person.
She took great care of herself in her daily life—even though she was still a primary school student at the time.
He even personally paid for the original owner to study art—the so-called art was just painting!
Well, after studying for a while, the original owner was finally able to draw a relatively nice-looking apple.
In short, Ms. Lin Xiaodie did all the housework by herself.
This desire for one's daughter to succeed... emmm, the original owner was so carefree and never felt that way.
She preferred going down to the river to catch fish and up to the mountains to steal birds to the boys rather than learning to paint.
"good!"
Ms. Lin Xiaodie wholeheartedly agreed.
She pulled Junfeng, who seemed hesitant to speak, along with her into the kitchen.
Whether they cooked or not, Hua Rong and Fu Jin didn't care.
"Mr. Fu..."
“Miss Jun, we were once so close. We will be even closer in the future, so it’s not appropriate for you to call me Mr. Fu anymore. Please call me Fu Jin.”
Hua Rong glanced at Fu Jin for no apparent reason.
What kind of person is Fu Jin?
The answer Hua Rong got from the original owner's memories was: Fu Jin is a seemingly aloof and domineering person who is actually a childish, brooding, and arrogant person!
Of course, his business acumen is also very strong.
These are all things that the Heavenly Dao of each world provides for the male protagonist.
To become the male lead, luck aside, long legs, a handsome face, and eight-pack abs are all standard requirements.
As for his family background...
In fantasy cultivation novels, the male protagonists are mostly from poor backgrounds, but they defy fate and eventually embark on the true path.
Of course, what this defies is not the will of Heaven, but the will of Heaven is none other than the fathers of these male protagonists!
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