The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

"This is the villa of the eldest young master. You will live here later, Miss Song."

Ink a car, led people to walk past.

It was still empty, and there was no one in it. On the contrary, it was a relief to song Jiujiu, not to live with the Fu family.

"Miss Song, you can have a rest now. Someone will pick you up in the evening and go to the old house of the Fu family for dinner."

Mo one in the door did not come in, finish this sentence, politely closed the door.

Standing under a huge crystal lamp, song Jiujiu suddenly felt like a canary in captivity, a gorgeous cage and a luxurious life. However, his inner emptiness was as deep as the sea.

She went upstairs to her bedroom to change her wedding dress. This time, she did not bring anything with her. After all, she had nothing but a few rags and a small deposit.

The cabinet is full of luxury clothes and bags, from spring to winter, there is no season left. The fridge is also fresh fruits and vegetables, in addition to no one, such a day, more than her previous small apartment.

It's no wonder that so many people want to squeeze into the big family, even the stars are no exception, this kind of life, probably no one will not like it.

After a short rest, someone came to pick her up.

"You're welcome, Miss Song. If you are ready, you can get on the bus now."

Song Jiujiu nodded and got into the car with some trepidation. If the villa she lives in now gives her a general understanding of the life of rich people.

Now when the car drove into the iron gate, she was already a bit of a daze, watching the terrace, tennis court, swimming pool, big garden The car drove for half an hour before it stopped in front of the house.

"Miss Song, go in."

Mo opened the door, her face is still calm, even some gentle, this gentle moment dispelled the tension in her heart.

"Thank you."

Ink a corner of the mouth hook, heard that the young lady kicked a month ago a pregnant woman gave birth, but now this temperament, look can not look like that kind of person, in the end is there is any misunderstanding in this, or this woman is too good to pretend, probably will know later.

"Madam and miss are already waiting for you. You are welcome, Miss Song."

Song Jiujiu looked at the closed door, and the tension rose again. After stepping out for a step, he found that Mo did not follow and turned his head in doubt.

Ink a see through the other party's ideas, flashing a smile in the eyes, the appropriate black clothes are tightly fitted on the body, looking capable, calm.

"Madam and miss are very easy to get along with. Miss Song doesn't have to be nervous."

Shape like a word of comfort, let song September's heart a warm, walked to the door, slowly walked into the door.

In the porch changed shoes, just looked up, saw two people sitting on the sofa.

"Oh, just stepped into Fu's house, the shelf was so big that we had to wait for you so long."

Fu xueya snorted coldly. She didn't like her sister-in-law in name. Her elder brother was so excellent. How could she marry such a woman to go home? She was a vicious woman known to all in Los Angeles.

"Xiao Ya, say less."

The woman on one side opened her mouth, and her hair was coiled up meticulously. The whole person was more and more elegant against the background of cheongsam with clasps. However, she looked at the eyes of song and September with a sharp and scrutinizing look.

"Come and sit down."

Song Jiujiu's face turned white under such eyes, and her head was like a boulder. She couldn't breathe.

Fu xueya curled her mouth and stopped talking. She looked at the eyes of song and September with disdain. She reached out and took the fruit plate on one side and ate it carelessly.

"Come here."

Bai Wan said again with patience.

Song September finally returned to the gods and walked slowly in the past.

"Mom, I really don't know what kind of woman the elder brother wants to marry, but she has to let this kind of person step into the house. She is vicious, and she is a countryman, and has no insight."

Fu xueya was holding the fruit tray, but he was not polite at all. He didn't even bother to give song Jiujiu one in his eyes.

Song September bowed her head and didn't speak. Since others didn't like her, she didn't have to go to hot face and stick cold buttocks. She could only keep silent.

"Eat."

Bai Wan said these three words, and the Housekeeper on the side called the servant to bring the food to the table. From the beginning to the end of song and September, it was like an intruder.

"The second brother doesn't come back?"