Ruoyi supported her body and walked downstairs step by step.
But at this moment, the door was pushed open, and a servant led a very voluptuous woman with a skirt that was too short to go into the house.
Ruoyi raised his head and happened to look at the woman. The two of them were embarrassed and stood there motionless at the same time.
Ruoyi was stunned just because Fu Xiyu called another woman back, and it was still so late.
The woman opposite was stunned because she knew that Fu Xiyu had a real wife from the Fu family, but she didn't expect that when Mr. Fu asked him to come tonight, he would meet the real wife.
The woman was a little embarrassed. She was his real wife and the young mistress of the Fu family!
Neither of them spoke. At this time, footsteps sounded behind Chen Ruoyi. She knew who it was. She didn't need to look back to know that these steady footsteps must be those of Fu Xiyu.
Fu Xiyu was stunned for a moment when he saw Chen Ruoyi in pajamas, and then acted as if Chen Ruoyi didn't exist.
He waved to the hotly dressed woman at the door: "Honey, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The woman was stunned, with a charming smile on her face. Master Fu didn't care about his real wife anymore, so what else did she have to worry about!
The woman just twisted her body and pressed towards Fu Xiyu, saying in a seductive tone, "Xixi, I miss you so much!"
"Come on, let's go upstairs to my room!" Fu Xiyu still had an ambiguous smile and placed his hands on the woman's hips.
The woman was pleasantly surprised and pressed her body closer to Fu Xiyu's body.
"Then let's go!" He held the woman's waist and walked upstairs.
Chen Ruoyi stood there calmly, expressionless. When the woman passed by Ruoyi, she raised a smile of victory.
She thought to herself: It turns out that even the young mistress of the Fu family and the real wife of the Fu family are nothing more than this.
That look made Chen Ruoyi's hands tightly grasp the handrail of the stairs, and her big tears fell on the stairs.
It wasn't until Fu Xiyu hugged the woman upstairs and walked into his room that Chen Ruoyi gently let go of her hand that was tightly grasping the staircase handrail and wiped her tears.
Why should she feel uncomfortable? She and Fu Xiyu just have a transactional relationship with each other. They are just a couple in name only?
It is similar to the relationship between employer and employee.
Thinking of this, Chen Ruoyi smiled to herself. She slowly walked downstairs, poured herself a full glass of water, drank it, and then slowly walked back to her room.
The situation upstairs is probably like this: I don't know if Fu Xiyu left the door open on purpose or something else.
Chen Ruoyi, who walked up the stairs, still clearly heard the sounds upstairs.
"Xixi, I...I miss you so much, I miss you so much!" The woman's enchanting voice came softly.
Xixi? She is his real wife. He has repeatedly warned her that she is not allowed to call him Xiyu, let alone call him Xixi? But other women can call him Xiyu or Xixi...
Chen Ruoyi didn't hear Fu Xiyu's voice, but the woman's voice became heavier and heavier.
She frowned dissatisfied at first, quickened her pace, walked into her room, and closed the door tightly, and then she could barely hear the woman's voice...
This Fu Xiyu is definitely a typical slut. With his looks and family background, he has countless women.
Ever since Chen Ruoyi got married, she has seen countless lovers of his in the past three months. The scary thing is that with so many women, she has never seen the same one again.
"No! What does this have to do with me!" Chen Ruoyi patted her head mid-thought. Indeed, this really had nothing to do with her.
Chen Ruoyi lay on the bed, and the image of her father when he died half a month ago came to mind.
That was her only relative in the world, and Izuku's tears fell again.
She, Chen Ruoyi, the one million she exchanged for herself, still couldn't save her father's life.
Just like that, she cried herself to sleep.
Of course, Fu Xiyu's room upstairs didn't stop all night, but Zoe couldn't hear it!
Early the next morning, the servant woke up Roy.
"Young mistress!" the servant called out to Roy. She responded, and then told the servant that she would go down soon.
Ruoyi disliked the title "young mistress" very much, but the Fu family's servants had been rigorously trained for a generation.
She immediately stood up and picked a relatively plain skirt, revealing her exquisite body curves.
After washing his face carefully, Roy raised his head and looked at his eyes that were swollen from crying in the indoor bathroom mirror, frowned, and sighed.
The day before yesterday, Fu Xiyu had already said that he would take him to a cocktail party tonight, but... what should I do with these eyes now?
In fact, although Fu Xiyu is like a stranger to Ruoyix at home, in front of outsiders and the media, he is considerate and extremely affectionate towards Ruoyix.
I always take Roy with me to cocktail parties and other events.
She always felt that she was just a decoration for Fu Xiyu to marry and had no intention of being a wife.
Looking at his own eyes in the mirror, Roy sighed again, quickly packed up and walked downstairs.
"Young mistress." Seeing Roy coming downstairs, the servant carefully opened the chair at the dining table for Roy.
He was still wearing a neat suit and was in high spirits. It was completely invisible that he had been entangled with a charming woman all night last night.
Her handsome face resembles that of a Western God, without any expression.
Every time Chen Ruoyi saw Fu Xiyu, she was stunned, thinking to herself: This man is so blessed by God.
Not only does he have a prominent family status, he is as handsome as a Western god, and it seems like all the good things in the world have been given to him.
Roy walked over, sat down at the table, and looked at the milk and bread on the table.
"I will pick you up early for tonight's banquet and dress yourself up!" Fu Xiyu ordered her in a business-like tone.
"Yes," Zoë responded, her voice slightly hoarse.
Fu Xiyu raised his head and looked at Ruoyi's face as bright as a star.
"How did you get your eyes?" Fu Xiyu's face suddenly turned gloomy, looking at Ruoyi's red and swollen eyes from crying last night.
"You asked me to take you like this to a cocktail party, and then let reporters say that Fu Xiyu's life is not good, making my wife's eyes swollen from tears!" Fu Xiyu's tone suddenly became serious.
Ruoyi raised her head and looked at Fu Xiyu who looked angry.
"I will take care of myself before the reception." Seeing him treating her like that, Roy frowned dissatisfied and said to him coldly.
"It's best, Chen Ruoyi, you should know what will happen to you if you don't do it by then." Fu Xiyu closed the magazine suddenly.
Royce glanced at him first, then ate the toast slowly and unhurriedly.
Fu Xiyu felt angry for some reason whenever he saw her calm and indifferent expression.
He himself didn't know what was going on. He, Fu Xiyu, just couldn't see her calm and meaningless look.
Picking up the milk on the table, he took a sip casually and stared at Chen Ruoyi closely.
After breakfast, Fu Xiyu left in a hurry and went to the company. Ruoyi looked at the empty villa indifferently, and she suddenly felt bored.
I realized that I was like a canary raised by Fu Xiyu.
She is usually not allowed to go out, because it is not only related to the reputation of the Fu family, so Fu Xiyu usually does not let Ruoyi go out.