Chapter 441 The Young Mistress of the Nanrong Family

Feng Sufei remembered that she had heard many times about Nanrong Huai'an and his fiancee.

At that time, the people of H country paid attention to the amazing and brilliant young master Nanrong Huai'an, and envied Nanrong Huai'an's fiancee.

At that time, I heard that the two had a deep relationship, and also heard that Nanrong Huaian was very fond of his fiancée. She liked it, and he could surprise her with a lot of material and financial resources.

Feng Sufei's eyelashes trembled, and some complicated emotions flashed in her eyes. She thought, Nanrong Huai'an really spoiled someone!

But it was also three years ago, after she passed away as the queen, after the country H was torn apart, Nanrong Huai'an seemed to have been secretly murdered, and finally managed to save her life, but she suffered a leg injury, face injury, bad behavior, and completely ruined appearance.

Later, his beautiful fiancee also left him!

But Feng Sufei thought, these should be Nan Ronghuai's wounds!

Even then, wouldn't it be difficult for him to forget his fiancee, otherwise he wouldn't have listed so many items in the marriage agreement with her. Could it be that he still guarded that person in his heart?

Feng Sufei had all kinds of guesses in her heart.

After a long while, she heard the sound of the chair sliding, and it was Nanrong Huaian's remote-controlled chair "walking" forward.

Feng Sufei has been sitting on the sofa without moving.

Nanrong Huaian walked for a while, as if thinking of something, he turned his head, fixed the mask in his hand, made a phone call, and called someone to come.

"Aunt Liu, Feng Sufei will be my wife in the future, the young grandmother of the Nanrong family, arrange for someone to take care of her."

As the housekeeper of the inner house, Aunt Liu was a little surprised by what the young master just said, but she is indeed an old man who is used to seeing things, and immediately said respectfully: "Yes! Young master, young mistress!"

Nanrong Huai'an said to Feng Sufei, "In the future, if you have anything to do with me, you can also contact Aunt Liu if you have anything in life. I will have someone take you to familiarize yourself with the environment first, and then have a rest."

Feng Sufei nodded.

After Nanrong Huai'an left, Feng Sufei was still in a fog, and she felt that all this was too unreal.

After Feng Sufei lay on the bed, she was still thinking about what the servant said just now.

What do they say that their young master likes to be quiet and does not like to be disturbed, that no one is allowed to approach the study room, their daily living habits and so on...

The corner of Feng Sufei's mouth evoked a cold and self-deprecating arc, she didn't feel like she was married to Nanrong Huai'an at all, but rather like someone living under the eaves of someone else's house.

However, they originally agreed to get married. Perhaps in Nanrong Huaian's heart, she would never be regarded as a wife!

Feng Sufei closed her eyes. Thinking of what happened three years ago, her heart still hurts badly. She is ashamed of her grandmother, and she lost herself for failing to protect the country.

The fire of blood, every time she closed her eyes, she couldn't help but think of it.

Feng Sufei's face was pale, her hands were tightly clenched into fists, her strength was too weak by herself, in order to avenge, in order to make Si Jue deeply miserable, even if she was under the guard of the Nanrong family this year, she would no longer be She is the queen, she can endure, endure what ordinary people can't bear, and do things that ordinary people can't do.

A fierce light flashed in Feng Sufei's eyes, Si Jueshen, wait, I'm here!

Thinking about it, Feng Sufei might be really tired, she put the marriage certificate aside, lay down and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, she had a dream, she watched the twelve stars around her fall down in front of her one by one, and she watched them burn to death one by one to protect herself.