As we approached the Fu family's old residence.
Tang Xingmi woke up.
She opened her eyes and saw that Fu Xiaohan was still in the same position as before, letting her lean on his shoulder.
"woke up."
A deep, pleasant voice came from above her head.
Tang Xingmi nodded and hummed in agreement.
She sat up and saw a very obvious saliva stain on Fu Xiaohan's arm.
Her clear almond-shaped eyes were wide open.
Oh my god!
How did she manage to get her saliva on Mr. Fu's clothes?!
Tang Xingmi blushed and felt very embarrassed, and began to apologize to him.
"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Oh no, Mr. Fu must be very angry.
What to do, what to do!
The fabric of Mr. Fu's clothes looks very expensive.
She can't afford to pay for it.
Fu Xiaohan pulled his sore arm away, looked at her and smiled gently, "It's okay."
Isn't he angry?
That's enough for forgiveness.
Mr. Fu has such a good temper.
Although he appears cold on the surface.
Actually, he's quite nice to people.
The driver in front looked shocked once again!
It doesn't matter!
It's unbelievable that the boss could say those three words!
Isn't the boss a germaphobe?
And it's a very serious case of obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness!
Before, I would wipe a chair a hundred or more times with a tissue before I could sit on it.
This drool, drool! It's all over my clothes! And the boss actually said it's okay!
Horrifying!
That's terrifying!
These words once again refreshed his understanding of his boss.
That's absolutely incredible!
Fu Xiaohan gazed at her and said, "Don't call me Mr. Fu anymore."
Not called Mr. Fu?
What's that called?
Tang Xingmi looked at him and asked, "So what do I call you?"
"Call me Xiao Han."
Or you can call him "husband".
Tang Xingmi repeated, "Xiao...Han."
She called out softly again, "Xiao Han".
Fu Xiaohan smiled and replied, "Mm."
A black Maybach entered the Fu family manor.
The driver parked the car and respectfully opened the door.
Fu Xiaohan stepped out of the car.
He then turned around, and with exceptional gentlemanly manners, bent down to shake her hand.
Despite her young age, her hands were covered in hard calluses.
It's obvious at a glance that her previous life wasn't good.
Fu Xiaohan held her small hand, feeling a pang of indescribable heartache.
From now on, he will never let her suffer again.
He will treat her well and cherish her; he wants to make her happy every day.
No longer struggling to make a living.
They carefully helped her out of the car.
As soon as Tang Xingmi's feet touched the ground, a deep voice rang in her ears.
"Is this Mimi?"
Grandpa Fu, leaning on his cane, came to Tang Xingmi with a happy expression.
Looking at the little girl in front of me, she was so small and looked so well-behaved.
Her chubby little round face still has a bit of baby fat.
Her features are delicate and cute, with a pair of bright, sparkling eyes that are especially lively.
Just like a cute doll.
So cute!
Standing next to his beloved grandson, they really look like a perfect match.
"This is Grandpa."
Fu Xiaohan introduced it to Tang Xingmi beside him.
Tang Xingmi followed his gaze.
The old man had gray hair, a kind face, and was wearing a dark gray Tang suit. He looked at her with a happy expression.
Tang Xingmi smiled and politely greeted the old man, "Hello, Grandpa."
"Okay, okay, okay."
Grandpa Fu's eyes narrowed into slits with joy as he nodded in agreement.
Fu Xiaohan then continued, "This is Aunt Wen. She has worked for the Fu family for over twenty years and is practically family to me."
Tang Xingmi looked at the woman in front of her, who appeared to be in her fifties and had a kind face, and smiled politely, saying, "Hello, Aunt Wen."
Aunt Wen looked at the young girl in front of her and thought, "No wonder the young master likes her; she's so beautiful!"
She and her young master are a match made in heaven!
She fell in love with it at first sight.
Aunt Wen smiled kindly and respectfully greeted Tang Xingmi, "Hello, young mistress."
A middle-aged man dressed in a British-style suit and wearing white gloves stood next to Aunt Wen. Fu Xiaohan introduced him, "This is Butler Wu."
He had worked for the Fu family for almost twenty years, and this was the first time he had ever seen the young master bring a girl home.
Tang Xingmi still greeted him with a polite smile, "Hello, Butler Wu."
Butler Wu nodded respectfully and said, "Greetings, young mistress."
After the introduction, Fu Xiaohan coldly gave orders to the other servants behind him.
"She is my wife, your young mistress. From now on, treat her as you would treat me, and do not neglect her."
"yes!"
All the servants in black uniforms bowed respectfully to Tang Xingmi and said, "Greetings, Young Madam!"
The voice was loud and clear, with a deafening and intimidating quality.
Tang Xingmi's eyes widened in shock at the sight before her.
This is his family's maid!?
A dense, dark mass, standing neatly in place; there must have been at least a hundred people.
Then look at the terraced villas that are more than ten stories high in front of you.
Tang Xingmi was shocked once again.
From a distance, it looks like a European castle.
She swallowed hard in surprise.
This is his home!
Wow, it's huge!
After a long while, she came to her senses and politely greeted them, "Hello."
The young mistress is so polite.
So cute!
I don't know if they're adults yet?
It looks quite small.
Like a baby.
Standing next to their young master, I felt like a little kid.
"Don't just stand there, come inside with Grandpa."
The old man greeted Tang Xingmi with a smile and walked into the hall.
He had just taken a step when the old man stopped, as if he had thought of something, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
Then he turned around and waved to Fu Xiaohan: "Come over here and help your wife."
Upon hearing this, Tang Xingmi quickly waved her hand, "It's alright, Grandpa, I can walk by myself."
"What? Oh, you want your ugly grandson to hold you."
? ? ? ?
Could it be that Grandpa is hard of hearing?
"Hurry up and come here, hug your wife."
The old man shouted to the wronged child behind him.
Even if his grandfather didn't say anything, he would still hug his wife.
Fu Xiaohan took a long stride and came to Tang Xingmi. He bent down and carried her in a princess carry.
She whispered, "Mr. Fu, please put me down."
With so many people watching, how could she possibly feel comfortable doing that?
Why are you calling him Mr. Fu again? He doesn't like those three words.
Fu Xiaohan's eyes darkened slightly, his tone revealing a hint of displeasure, "What did you just call me?"
Seeing that Fu Xiaohan's expression was somewhat cold, Tang Xingmi realized she had called him by the wrong name and promptly corrected him, "Xiao...han."
She still wasn't quite used to calling him that.
They were somewhat intimate.
When Fu Xiaohan heard his name called again, his cold and handsome face immediately softened a lot. "Okay, stay in my arms obediently."
Tang Xingmi blushed, because everyone present was looking at her.
She shyly buried her head in his chest.
Why is this little guy so easily embarrassed?
She blushes easily.
Her cheeks were rosy, making her even cuter.
He carried Tang Xingmi into the lavishly decorated hall.
Grandpa Fu and the servants followed behind, wearing doting smiles and shipping the couple.
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