The Sweetheart of the Sinister Second Master

Fu Xin is twenty-two years old. Although he is the first legal heir of the Fu family and has a net worth of hundreds of millions, in the shopping mall of City B, the real so-called turning one's hands into clouds and turning one's hands into rain is also a joke of the entire upper class society. According to legend, she was just the illegitimate daughter of the Fu family. Some people said that her biological mother was actually a popular socialite of that era. She was not only of humble origin, but also of even lower moral character. She also had half of this blood in her body. It is also said that although she has an IQ of 150 and graduated from a well-known domestic university at the age of eighteen, her boyfriend who has been with her for many years fell in love with her half-sister, who is gentle and lovely. There are even legends that she is actually very lustful. No, why are young men wailing in the villa where she lives alone? According to the night guard, who vividly described the scene at that time, "I have lived for most of my life, and this scream is coming." He looked up at the sky and clicked his tongue in recollection, "It's not only miserable, but it also makes people's blood boil!" When Fu Xin heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then looked at the man who was lying on the sofa, holding a tea cup and watching TV. When had she ever done something so bloody with him? In fact, this is a story of misunderstanding and misplaced love; in fact, a certain woman always thought that she was raising a little sheep, but she never thought that the little sheep would one day turn into a big bad wolf. So... The fun begins. … Fu Xin was sitting at the head of the conference room, listening to the report from the vice president of the planning department, and the project plan planned by the entire planning department overnight. Suddenly, the door of the conference room was pushed open, "Mr. Fu..." Her usually calm and calm secretary hurried in, "This gentleman..." When Fu Xin saw the person coming, he felt his head hurt, but he was not unhappy at all. He waved to the secretary to go down and temporarily terminated the meeting. The visitor automatically ignored the looks of the group of people passing by him, and walked up to Fu Xin in a dignified manner. There was a hint of displeasure in his usually bright eyebrows, "Xiao Xin, where did you sleep last night?" Fu Xin held up his forehead helplessly and explained, "Something happened to a project in City S last night, and I needed to rush over overnight to deal with it." The person who came here smiled happily, and as if by magic, he had a thermos bucket in his hand. He said warmly: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Xin. This is the porridge I cooked for you." Before the senior executives could leave the conference room, their feet slipped and they almost fell. Could this be the legendary "Second Master"? … Fu Xin never understood why in her lonely life for more than 20 years, a person named Zhang Qi suddenly appeared. (With the appearance of this man, her reputation was also in ruins.) But she knew that this man was like the best gift God had given her. When she was upset or tired, he would always appear by her side as soon as possible. When habits have become habits, when the dusty past of the past generation gradually comes to the surface, she is still her, still just the sweetheart of that sultry and sinister man. That seems to be enough!