Huarong villa, located in the highest price of Tongcheng Jiulong district.

The villa covers a large area, occupying nearly one-third of the Jiulong villa area. It is resplendent and full of fountains and gardens. When Luonan went to her residence for the first time, she was shocked there. Although she had been well respected since childhood, she lived a second generation of wealth. The style of Huarong's home is like a Hong Kong film, full of gold Shining domineering.

And I heard that such a large villa was bought by her at will. In addition to the servants and housekeepers, she lived alone in the villa.

The black Bentley stopped at the gate of the gilded iron fence. Huarong opened the door and got out of the car. She said goodbye to luonanchu with a smile: "ChuChu, thank you tonight. If you have time to invite you to dinner."

Ronan looked at her smiling face and nodded: "OK. You go to bed early. "

Huarong pinched her face with a smile, and the housekeeper opened the door respectfully and went in after her as if meeting the queen.

After Huarong left, Luonan leaned on the seat of the car and sighed gently.

Fu Tingyuan, holding the steering wheel, glanced at Luo Nan's small face, which looked slightly melancholy in the rearview mirror, and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing."

Fu Tingyuan looked at the front and said faintly, "what heart do you pay for Huarong? Who can get it from her. You might as well care more about yourself The woman he had known for so long had never seen anyone suffer.

The young master of Feng's family made so much trouble that he finally married him?

"You stinky men, how can you understand our women's minds?" Ronan was beginning to get angry.

Fu Tingyuan laughed, but did not continue to argue with her. He drove home.

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all the servants in the house found that the hostess of the villa got up later and later.

Most of the time, Fu Tingyuan came down from upstairs and finished his breakfast. He went to the garden and came back. Luonan was still sleeping in bed.

Several times, Fu Tingyuan personally brought her breakfast to eat. When she finished eating, she would continue to rest and get up again when she was close to noon.

Fortunately, she was thin. Otherwise, according to this kind of pig like life, in less than a month, Ronan's acting career would be ruined.

After a month of eating like this, Luonan went to sleep and ate. After a month, he became a little fat. His waist was still slim, his posture was flexible, and his arms and legs were thin, which made some young maids in the villa envious.

This kind of eating not fat constitution, of course, is inborn, there is now her gastrointestinal function is not good, digestion and absorption is not complete pot.

After breakfast, Fu Tingyuan came out of the dining room and sat in the living room watching the morning news.

6:30。

He turned off the TV, went to the kitchen, took the rich breakfast prepared by the cook for Ronan, and went upstairs to feed him.

When the servants looked at his back, they were filled with emotion. A man like Fu Tingyuan would love a woman to such an extent that he gave him breakfast. He would come back at noon. He hardly attended the party in the evening. He almost always accompanied luonanchu with three meals a day.

They would not have guessed that Fu Tingyuan would have other women outside. According to his life rhythm, he had no energy to deal with other things.