After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

Chapter 141

Jiang Fuyao worked hard all day, and finally had time to take a breath late at night.

Marquis Anyuan was not in the room, he seemed to be with Aunt Mei again.

Jiang Fuyao was not in the mood to care.

On this day, she couldn't remember how many people she met or how many scattered questions she answered. She only knew that she felt dizzy, her back ached, and her mouth was about to smoke.

What's even more frightening is that this is just the beginning.

I really don’t know how to live the days to come.

Jiang Fuyao sat in front of the dressing table, looked at herself in the mirror and sighed, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart whether Jiang Fuyue had lived like this before.

Being so squeezed by my husband's family and having no support from my mother-in-law, I can only swallow my anger...

wrong.

If Jiang Fuyue hadn't sent Mrs. Jiang to Yeting Prison, she would have had the support of her mother's family and she would never have fallen to where she is now!

Jiang Fuyao closed his eyes and tried to stabilize his emotions.

The most important thing for her now is to establish a foothold in the Hou Mansion first, and then rely on the power of the Hou Mansion to open up connections in the capital, so that she can have a chance to rescue her mother.

It would be better if Jiang Fuyue could take advantage of the situation and step on Jiang Fuyue, who was now helpless.

She also knows that the Hou Mansion has declined, but as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if it is not as good as before, is it still impossible to control Jiang Fuyue?

At this time, Jinxiu walked forward with a cup of tea, put it gently on the dressing table, and turned around to spread her hair: "Madam, after drinking this cup of tea, you can have a rest. We have to go greet the old lady tomorrow." Woolen cloth."

Hearing this, Jiang Fuyao sighed heavily again.

Have to get up early again...

Days like this, I don’t know when they will end...

She held the teacup and took a sip, the sadness between her brows and eyes getting deeper.

-

For several days in a row, Jiang Fuyao's life was in dire straits.

Although she learned to keep accounts from Jiang Fuyue, she was still a novice in handling household affairs. Almost everything had to go wrong to some extent, and the attitude of the people below her towards her gradually changed from the initial trial. For the perfunctory present.

No matter what Jiang Fuyao ordered, the people below him always responded on the surface, but in fact made no move at all. Even if Jiang Fuyao went to urge him in person, they would always talk him out of it.

The old lady was also very angry. She lost her temper countless times in Songshouyuan, and even had the idea of ​​taking care of the house herself, but Mother Liu persuaded her to stop.

To be fair, when it comes to housekeeping, the old lady and Jiang Fuyao can only be evenly matched.

To the servants of the Hou Mansion, the two of them are the same no matter who is the housekeeper.

That being the case, what else is there to worry about?

It's better to leave the matter to Jiang Fuyao. In this way, at least the old lady can relax. It's good to vent her anger with a few curses in her free time, which is worse than working hard to death.

The Anyuan Hou Mansion is in a state of chaos, but Jiang Fuyue's side is enjoying a quiet time.

When she realized that the efficiency of Shen Chuan's yard was too low and she was about to replace it, in just three or four days, the yard was cleaned up and Shen Chuan moved out.

Jiang Fuyue went to look and saw that the originally empty courtyard and hall had been decorated very elegantly, and all the green plants and ornaments had been properly placed. It seemed that it was finally a residence that could match Shen Chuan's identity.

"It's strange, too. I've been fussing about it before. How could it be arranged so quickly?" Jiang Fuyue was a little confused for a moment.

Shen Chuan coughed and quickly changed the topic elsewhere: "Madam, Mrs. Lin's craftsmanship is really good. I wonder if I can come over for dinner tonight?"

Jiang Fuyue couldn't help but glance at him for being able to talk about cheating so openly: "...of course."

Shen Chuan pursed his lips and chuckled: "Then I won't be polite."

The two walked around the yard and then returned to the main hall.

Shen Chuan poured a cup of tea himself, put it in Jiang Fuyue's hand, and said, "Mrs. Xie is about to give birth. What are your plans next?" Jiang Fuyue thought for a while and said, "I have a friend who is helping me. We are planning a hot spring villa, but I don’t know how it will go, so I plan to go and see it myself.”

Hearing this, Shen Chuan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Girl, you have so many friends."

And none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

A teahouse and a blind box shop attracted almost half of the people in the capital. Unexpectedly, there was also a hot spring resort.

By next winter, I don’t know how many people’s pocketbooks will suffer.

Jiang Fuyue smiled and said nothing.

Money, who doesn’t like it?

"But..." Shen Chuan's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Is it really appropriate for a girl to tell me such an important matter?"

"What's inappropriate?" Jiang Fuyue said with a smile, "Now you and I can be considered friends."

Hot Spring Resort is different from teahouses and blind box stores. The latter are opened in the capital and are fresh enough, so they don't have to worry about sales.

But the Hot Spring Villa is a bit far from the capital. No matter how much it is boasted, there will always be people who don't want to make the trip.

If Shen Chuan could go there, it would be different.

It can be seen from the banquet at the Hou Mansion some time ago that Shen Chuan is now the object of fawning and admiration by many people.

Anyway, it's always right for her to get close to her first.

Shen Chuan understood her thoughts clearly, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "Well, since they are friends, the girl is too unfamiliar to talk to an adult, right?"

Although he didn't mind being used by Jiang Fuyue, he would not be vague when it was time to seek benefit for himself.

Jiang Fuyue was slightly startled: "What do you mean, sir?"

"I express my love for you." When he said this, Shen Chuan could hardly suppress the anticipation in his eyes.

Jiang Fuyue blinked: "Are we...so close?"

"Why not?" Shen Chuan frowned slightly, with a hint of accusation on his face, like a little daughter-in-law who had been let down. "How can I get close to the girl since we already live in the same place?"

Jiang Fuyue frowned, showing disgust: "Sir, please don't say such words to ruin my reputation."

The smile on Shen Chuan's face grew stronger: "What I told is also true."

"Okay then," Jiang Fuyue also smiled, "Yu Huai."

Her voice was lazy and pleasant, but when she called his name... there was no emotion at all.

Shen Chuan thought about it carefully, and the feeling of Jiang Fuyue calling these two words was the same as Xie Ziqi calling him.

So Shen Chuan fell silent.

After a long time, he took a deep breath: "Yes, Fuyue."

His voice was low and cold, with an inexplicable magnetism.

Jiang Fuyue's heart moved slightly.

When her name was called out from Shen Chuan's mouth, why did she feel like she couldn't put it into words.

It was a somewhat unfamiliar feeling, but not offensive.

"Sir!" Wei Ze suddenly ran in quickly, "There is news from Duke Jin's Mansion that Mrs. Xie is going to give birth. Please ask Miss Jiang to come over!"

(End of this chapter)