Chapter 7
"Master, Miss Jiang yesterday afternoon..."

The butler hesitated for a moment, and looked at Fu Jinhan in the chair very cautiously.

"go on."

A slight chill, accompanied by a terrifying sense of oppression, quickly spread from the chair. The housekeeper shivered, and hurriedly continued to report.

"Miss Jiang smashed the window of the dressing room yesterday, and seemed to want to escape by jumping out of the window."

As the voice fell, the housekeeper suddenly felt the sense of oppression from the darkness, which became even more frightening.

In the darkness, Fu Jinhan's pupils constricted, and his body was filled with anger visible to the naked eye.

"Ah."

A subdued low laugh sounded, showing the master's anger, and the huge sense of oppression made the butler tremble deeply.

"I see, back down."

Hearing Fu Jinhan speak again, the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly retreated.

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The next morning.

When Jiang Mianmian woke up, she found herself lying on the luxurious big bed alone. The room was empty, and there was no trace of Fu Jinhan.

Jiang Mianmian rubbed her numb neck, breathed a sigh of relief, stepped on the soft carpet with her bare feet, and walked into the bathroom.

When passing by the bathroom mirror, a girl with a bloated figure and dull eyes was reflected in the mirror.

Jiang Mianmian stood in front of the mirror, with a faint smile on his face.

In her last life, she was afraid of Fu Jinhan's approach. Every time Fu Jinhan hugged her, she felt like being immersed in a cold pool, so cold that even her bones trembled.

So she wrapped layers of clothes on her body and disguised herself as this bloated look, hoping that he would touch her less.

It's a pity that things backfired. In the eyes of others, she became a fat woman and an ugly monster, and she suffered all kinds of stares and ridicule.

Chu Hongfei also disliked her because of this, and kept secrets about her and Jiang Ranran behind her back.

As for these eyes, no one knows that there is a big secret hidden under these godless eyes.

Jiang Mianmian stood in front of the mirror and began to undress one by one.

As those clothes were gradually taken off, Jiang Mianmian was like a butterfly reborn from its cocoon in early spring, shed its bloated shell and became beautiful and eye-catching.

She was only wearing a knee-length white vest. She was slender and exquisite, with a full waist.Her hair, which was originally like a chicken coop, was combed carefully by her and casually draped over her shoulders.

Those numb and lifeless eyes were gone, but replaced by a pair of water-cut autumn pupils, as lively as a lake.

Bright eyes and white teeth, black hair and smooth skin, it's still the same face, but the girl in the mirror seems to be a different person, so beautiful.

Jiang Mianmian turned on the shower in the bathroom, took a comfortable shower, then opened the cloakroom in the bedroom, and began to pick out clothes one by one.

In the cloakroom, there are rows and rows of the latest styles hanging, all of which Fu Jinhan ordered someone to prepare for her.

Finally, Jiang Mianmian picked out a beige dress.After changing clothes, I felt refreshed all over my body after a long absence, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

In this life, I finally don't have to torture myself anymore.

Outside the bedroom, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Miss Jiang, I'm Mama Zhang."

"Mother Zhang, come in." Jiang Mianmian replied casually.

Zhang Ma pushed the door open and came in. First, she scanned the room worriedly. When she saw Jiang Mianmian standing in front of her, she froze for a moment, and suddenly stood on the spot.

(End of this chapter)

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