Chapter 12: with translation of chapter title

Knock knock!

No one answered.

Knock knock knock!

Finally Yu Ma couldn't hold back, "Madam, it's almost eleven, we need to go back to the ancestral home."

Yi Ruan jolted awake from sleep, eyes heavy and half-closed, she mumbled, "Ah, Yu Ma, just a moment, I'll get up right away."

She opened the door, randomly grabbed a hair tie and pulled her hair up.

Yu Ma smiled helplessly, this ancestor is truly a lazybones.

She had slept until mid-morning, and she didn't even know how many video meetings the gentleman in the next study had started.

While brushing her teeth, she complained, "Why didn't Qiwei wake me up?"

Yu Ma tidied the sheets; the sheets were stained with blotches of blood, presumably from Madam's menstrual leak.

No wonder the gentleman had her prepare brown sugar ginger water.

And she brought a thermal cup.

"The gentleman got up early, seeing Madam still resting, he even went to the guest room to wash up."

Yu Ma truly envied Madam, having found such a good man in the gentleman—gentle and considerate, powerful and influential, extremely handsome, and moreover the future head of the Fu family.

Not long after

The woman wore a black shirt with two buttons undone, gold liquid-sand earrings on her left ear, while the right ear's earring coiled like a small gold snake; she had a dark green men's suit jacket, black suit trousers, a gold Hermès punk-series fully studded brooch pinned at her chest, her long hair slightly curled, she turned and blew a kiss to the man just coming out of the study, saying, "Darling, good morning!"

He raised an eyebrow slightly, "Why are you wearing my coat?"

The little woman gave him a glance, feigning shyness as she said, "This is called erotic fun."

The man looked her up and down; she indeed looked good, but this outfit was overly formal.

"Ruanruan, we're going home, not to meet important clients, no need to be so formal."

He casually put his arm around the woman's soft waist; she tilted her head and asked, "Is it very formal? I don't think so."

He opened the wardrobe, picked out an outfit from inside, placed it on the fresh sheets, and said, "Try this on."

She changed into it, looking at the full-length mirror at the woman's graceful figure, she sighed.

Just a few days ago she was slender and endearing like a little flower, yet now she looks like a bold, passionate rose.

Fu Qiwei had changed his clothes; the top two buttons of his black shirt were left undone, adding a touch of cold-hard nonchalance.

He is the ninth generation of wealth; the Fu family grows stronger under his hand, and having lived since childhood as a young master of a rich family, he possesses the languid air of nobility after extreme material satisfaction.

And she, in the real world, also lives a life of having clothes brought to her and food served to her; she is the golden-branch, jade-leaf miss of the Yi family, with an elder brother who inherits the family estate and earns money to support her, this unpromising younger sister.

Being pampered, she is indeed bold and fearless.

The unfastened buttons revealed his solid wheat-colored chest, very manly.

Inside an extremely luxurious Rolls-Royce, Yi Ruan was lamenting this impoverished-extravagant life; novels are just novels, able to satisfy all your fantasies.

"Fu Qiwei, I've prepared a gift for Grandfather." The transmigrator is a transmigrator, knowing all the plotlines and also the preferences of all important characters.

It's just that she doesn't remember those scenes very clearly; for example, the Fu family's etiquette is excellent—no speaking while eating, no talking while sleeping, respecting elders and loving the young; when no one is asking questions, juniors may not interject randomly; when eating, one must first eat the dish in front of them, elders do not move their chopsticks, juniors may not move; she understands all this, the upper-class aristocratic set, she has indeed studied it before.

The journey isn't far, because Fu Qiwei works at the Fu family headquarters, and the headquarters is still not far from the ancestral home.

The Fu family ancestral home is situated among mountains and waters, with a large lake in front; she heard Fu Qiwei say, "This lake is a natural spring, the water is clean and clear; when I was young, I trained there with my cousin."

She nodded, appearing quite ordinary.

The ancestral home covers an area like a small village, surrounded by mountains on all sides; on the mountains are pets kept by the Fu family elders—pythons, tigers, leopards—can be seen.

"The Fu family is a very ancient clan; my grandfather believes in spirits and gods, Ruanruan, don't mind it." Although he usually has no taboos, having met her, he would rather believe it exists than not.

Within the ancestral home are scattered little courtyards; on the mountains nearby, Fu family members stand guard, to prevent pets from harming people, and also to keep outsiders from entering the Fu family ancestral home.

"Actually, the Fu family is much like an ancient great clan; the collateral direct relatives number over a thousand; of course, unless the collateral branch is very important, they would not reside in the ancestral home."

The burden on him as the future clan head is also heavy, but it's necessary to make it clear to Ruanruan that she will become the clan head's wife and must share his trials and tribulations.

Yi Ruan listened with a face full of curiosity, but he suddenly paused, shifted his tone, and said, "Ruanruan, my mother isn't easy to get along with."

She lay on his leg and whispered, "Then I'll try my best to win her over."

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relations are the most fearsome, but who made that his mother?

He helplessly shook his head, "No, if you constantly yield to her, she'll only go further; you'd better try to avoid her."

She stared blankly, "Is this protecting me?"

"Don't worry, in the Fu family no one can bully you." The Fu family elders usually disdain to quarrel with juniors, but if they really want to make things difficult for a junior, their methods are endless.

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Fu family ancestral home

The servants inside were busy in an orderly manner; the old butler, seeing the Rolls-Royce that symbolized the clan head's status, immediately went out to greet it.

Today is not only the old master's grand birthday, but also the big day when the 'future clan head's wife' visits for the first time.

Fu Qiwei got out of the car and opened the door for Yi Ruan.

He held a gift in his hand, and Yi Ruan also had one; she had the driver detour to an old-reputation private custom shop to pick up her gift personally.

That sum of money is not small.

It is even more precious than the gift Fu Qiwei prepared.

She linked her arm with his; he walked slowly, because the stone path of the Fu family ancestral home is uneven, and she was wearing high heels.

Some Fu family juniors were roughhousing; upon seeing them, they stopped.

"Who is that woman beside the eldest brother?"

"Who else could it be? That fatherless, motherless orphan who still wants to be clan head's wife—what a delusion." Ordinary people wouldn't dare say such a thing, but who let her be the daughter of Fu Mingzhu, with her mother backing her?

Gu Yunzhen recognized her at a glance; she was still that beautiful.

She wore a black full-length dress; her lovely, lively face was full of smiles, and when she moved, the hem would flare out, like a living flower.

Her hair was not loose but tied into a bun; the round, smooth purple pearls on the hairband seemed to be silently announcing something.

"Stop."

A woman's sharp rebuke.

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