1505 luo chenxi was the little princess left behind by his late wife
“oh, it’s jiatong. you’re just in time. i was going to send someone to look for you. come in quickly.”
fu jingxuan’s deep voice came from the room.
fu jiatong smiled smugly and pushed the door open.
she knew that fu jingxuan loved her the most. she was the only one in the entire country who could enter the president’s office at any time.
the man behind the desk raised his head and looked at the door.
although he had been the president for many years and lived a comfortable life, fu jingxuan still maintained his tall, strong, and perfect figure. his back was as straight as a javelin, and he still had the aura he had when he was young and could command the wind and clouds in the military.
although his handsome and deep facial features were inevitably sculpted by the passage of time, he had an additional charm unique to mature men.
anyone who saw him would be able to imagine how handsome the president was when he was young.
that was the truth. back then, the fu family’s eldest young master’s popularity among the women in china was no less than mu yichen’s.
what was even more valuable was that, unlike young master mu, who was born with a golden spoon, the fu family was originally a second-rate family in china. it was only because of fu jingxuan, a young master who had made a name for himself in politics, that they were able to rise to the top.
such a powerful and handsome man was the target of countless women, even if he was slightly older.
however, everyone in china’s political circle knew that fu jingxuan loved his first wife deeply. even though she had passed away more than 20 years ago, he still didn’t marry anyone else.
if he were to find out that luo chenxi was the little princess that his late wife had left for him …
the smile on fu jiatong’s face disappeared as soon as she entered the door, and she put on an aggrieved expression.
“uncle president, you … you’re finally back. when you weren’t around, i … i …”
fu jiatong’s voice trembled, as if she was about to cry.
as she spoke, she raised her right hand, her fingers fiddling with the ends of her long hair uneasily.
she heard that this was a trick that her poor aunt often did when she felt wronged. after her father taught her, she often used this trick.
ever since she was young, she had always been successful in front of fu jingxuan.
sure enough, fu jingxuan, who had a serious expression on his face, immediately became nervous when he saw her small movements.
“jiatong, what’s wrong? who bullied you? don’t cry, come over and tell uncle. uncle will help you vent your anger. who would dare to make our fu family’s young miss unhappy?”
fu jiatong knew that her little trick had worked, and she was secretly happy.
however, he did not dare to show it on his face.
pAn,d a-n0ve1,c-o-m she pursed her lips. ” uncle, i didn’t want to complain to you initially, but luo chenxi has really gone too far in bullying others! she didn’t like me and said a lot of bad things about me in front of big brother mu just because she was the young mistress of the mu family. big brother mu actually believed her and locked me up! uncle, you have to seek justice for me!”
usually, as long as she acted pitiful, fu jingxuan, who had a protective nature, would stand by her side and help her.
however, this time, fu jingxuan’s expression was one of difficulty.
“ahem, jiatong, you’re talking about mu yichen detaining you, right? the mu family’s kid has indeed gone too far in this matter. he simply doesn’t put our fu family in his eyes! however, after hearing your uncle mu’s explanation over the phone, it seems like you’re at fault too.”