Rose Manor

On a night of heavy rain, Shen Jianian's clothes were in tatters, and he knelt down under the man's suit pants in embarrassment. His raised face was as pale as paper, and his lips trembled as he begged: "Help me..." Under the black umbrella, the man's face could not be seen clearly. He could only hear a short chuckle, but no emotion could be discerned. Lu Yanzhi beside him thought to himself: This girl has found the right person. His best friend's hobby in life is to pick up some stray cats and dogs and raise them. Don't think that this person is overflowing with love. Not to mention, the stray cat he brought back last month scratched his paw, and he brushed it away with his backhand. He was so disgusted that he refused to look at it again. Sure enough, on another whim, this man picked up the girl who looked like a stray cat and returned to Rose Manor, where he took good care of her. Give her the most delicious food, buy her the most beautiful dress, and give her the most expensive cello. Not long after, word spread throughout all circles in Yicheng that the Fu family member had a girl next to him. People who knew Fu Da's character sneered: Just watch it, throw it away after a short time. Fu Jichen appeared in front of people in recent days, with two more scratches on his neck, and later on, his handsome, god-like face was stained with color. Everyone: The cats and dogs at home have become so troublesome, why don't you throw them away? Going home late at night, Fu Jichen used the faint warm light of the desk lamp to sit on the edge of the bed, picked up someone's hand from the quilt, and trimmed her nails. If it is not cut off, his face will no longer need to be seen in public. What's so ridiculous is that Fu Jichen never thought of throwing away Shen Jia Nian, so she ran away without saying a word, leaving behind a hand-carved piece with an old piece of paper underneath, and the inscription on it: Matches are made in heaven. Fu Jichen went crazy and looked for the heartless cat everywhere.