Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband
Chapter 208: Of Course, Relying on a Man

Chapter 208: Chapter 208: Of Course, Relying on a Man

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The next day.

Jiang Mian awoke on the central bed, looking around in a daze.

Didn’t she fall asleep in the conservatory yesterday?

How did she end up back in bed?

"Mrs. Fu, are you awake yet? The items from yesterday’s auction are still in the living room, unattended."

Jiang Mian rubbed her hair and threw off the covers, getting up: "I’ll be down in a moment."

When she came downstairs, she saw a dignified and graceful man sitting in front of the dining table, with the financial newspaper and a glass of milk before him.

This scene...

Was quite pleasing to the eye.

Noticing Jiang Mian’s gaze, Fu Sichen looked up, his chin gesturing toward the transparent glass box in front of the sofa with an ivory jade fan inside, his dark pupils tinged with a hint of a smile, "What does Mrs. Fu plan to do with this fan?"

Jiang Mian stepped forward for a closer look: "Donate it! Just give it to the National Museum."

!!!

The auntie nearby was somewhat shocked; the fan clearly was of considerable value.

Fu Sichen’s lips curved into a smile, seemingly not too surprised: "Aren’t you afraid your identity will be exposed?"

Jiang Mian pulled out a chair and sat down, her eyes smiling at the man before her: "At times like this, of course, it depends on the man."

Fu Sichen put down the financial newspaper, his brows raised slightly, the smile not leaving his lips: "Oh?"

"Donate it in Mrs. Fu’s name, and you can represent it, publicly declaring Mrs. Fu prefers to keep a low profile."

Mrs. Fu likes to keep a low profile?

That was hardly inconspicuous.

Within a couple of days, the news that the ivory jade fan lost abroad had returned to Hua Country, now housed in the North City National Museum, was celebrated nationwide. The donor, in particular, drew everyone’s attention.

[President Fu personally appeared, saying his wife insisted on donating to the nation]

[I’m already tearing up, this fan is so beautiful, it’s giving me goosebumps]

[Don’t care, no one can compare, I’m only a fan of Mrs. Fu, please show your face]

[Mrs. Fu has always been low-key, otherwise, why would only President Fu appear on her behalf?]

[Truly beautiful inside and out]

At the same time, someone trawled through foreign websites and found a trail—

"Recently, there’s been this mysterious Eastern woman on the foreign websites, who at the auction was Throwing Thousands of Gold, scooping up various jewels and pieces of jewelry into her collection."

"There was also an exhibit (hot tip: the fan was at this exhibit), so this couldn’t possibly be Mrs. Fu, could it?"

[Can only say rich people are really rich]

[Don’t talk about Mrs. Fu; at least she remembers to bring back treasures when she shops]

[Exactly! She deserves to be rich]

Even then, some people began searching for traces of Mrs. Fu.

Unfortunately, there were few clues to find Mrs. Fu’s whereabouts, even many from the wealthy circles had little information.

Until Xia Sheng posted on social media—

Xia Sheng v: [Some snippets of life {photo}]

She posted nearly 18 photos, all records of her life overseas.

Scenery, food, people – they were all there.

Then someone dug out some clues.

[Doesn’t it feel like a few photos from the exhibition and auction?]

[I’ve been to that exhibition, yes!!!]

[So could it be her?]

[Cold fact: our Sheng Sheng would have been a bona fide rich and beautiful heiress even if she hadn’t debuted]

[My goodness, could it really be Mrs. Fu?!]

At the same time, Jiang Mian was in her studio today, looking at upcoming business activities and magazine shoots that she was interested in and thought rather good.

Luo Ting rushed in, panting and gulping down a big swig of water.

"What’s the matter?"

She had just taken a call; why was she looking like this?

"Do you know who the largest investor in ’Floating Life’ is?"

Hmm?

Jiang Mian’s limpid eyes suddenly filled with curiosity.