It was only after Yang Yunyi was sent to this luxurious villa and pampered for two years that she met the so-called Young Master Murong.
Strictly speaking, Murong Qingyi can no longer be called Young Master Murong. This is because his father Murong Yuanhong died of illness a year ago, and his mother died two years ago.
In the bizarre explosion at the Central Hospital.
As the only son of the Murong family, he naturally inherited all the family business. Moreover, in just the past two years, he had expanded the previous Murong Group several times.
It seems that in the eyes of the world, he possesses everything that represents glory.
He is the youngest and handsome richest man in the city. He attracts the hearts of countless young girls and young women. His words and deeds will directly affect the trends of the entire industry. A sentence he inadvertently says can make the stock market the next day.
It also fluctuates left and right.
But Yang Yunyi didn't know why such a man would live so unhappy?
After she was found by the middle-aged man and received some brainwashing lectures, she has been raised here generously. She lives in a luxuriously decorated lakeside villa, and considerate servants take care of her daily life. She also pays monthly bills.
There was a considerable amount of income that she could transfer to her poor family to live a prosperous life.
However, she didn't know the reason for everything that almost fell from the sky.
It wasn't until she saw him again that she suddenly realized that the man that night... was actually him.
Murong Qingzhen drank a lot that night, and it was already past one o'clock in the morning when the driver and bodyguard sent her here. The servant knocked on her bedroom door in a panic. She was wearing a loose silk brown bathrobe.
He didn't even bother to change his robe in his hurry, so he walked downstairs.
When she took the cup of hot tea from the servant's hand, leaned over and held his arm to let him drink it, her eyes that had been closed suddenly opened.
It is summer, and this villa was originally built near the water. At this time, the lake is brightly lit outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the mountains in the distance are covered with shadows. The seemingly invisible classical Western music is like a dream, but all the beautiful scenery is because of this.
The man's handsome face was all eclipsed. Yang Yunyi looked at his pure black shirt trimmed with silver, but felt an unprecedented sense of strangeness. Such a dark color and the fragrance of fruity wood tone were both luxurious and powerful.
She said that when such an oppressive breath appeared in her breath again after two years, she almost couldn't help but suffocate.
And Murong Qingzhen's eyes changed all colors the moment he saw her.
His eyes swept away the indifference and decadence before, and after the first second of uncertainty, they suddenly became extremely enthusiastic and joyful.
She was only wearing a nightgown, and the skin on her neck and chest was even more delicate and white. Her black hair hanging down to her waist was fluffy and messy as if she had just woken up. Her plain white face was full of confusion. This natural look
She is more charming than deliberately dressing up. Her feet are beautiful, slender and white, and the round toes are like pearls reflected on the pure black marble.
His gaze covered her tenderly from top to bottom.
"Isn't it cool to step on the marble with your bare feet?"
Only then did she realize that she shrank her toes, lowered her head and said, "I was walking too fast just now, and I forgot to put on my shoes."