Nominal couple

Chapter One

A private mansion covering an area of one hundred pyong stands on the golden lot of Yangming Mountain. Its gorgeous appearance is just like an ancient European castle. People living in it enjoy the life of the nobility in the 21st century.

She -- Wang Qijun, is the daughter of this house miss, everyone admired the pride of the day, her father Wang Xiongming is a prominent politician in the political field, her mother Ji Huamei is a popular movie star in the film world. Grew up in a rich and powerful, prestigious family, from childhood to read is a noble school, go out to sit is a foreign imported luxury car, every day is special

Door driver pick up, wearing silks and satins, eating is bear's paw shark's fin, has been in the envy of others under the eyes of growth.

There are domestic servants in the Chinese house who perform their duties, just like the princess in the ancient castle, why not call those ordinary people envy?

But Wang Qijun does not think so, a inherited from the mother's beautiful face, with more than blue is more than blue beauty, 20 years old has been a beautiful like heaven, but not commensurate, is her pair of beautiful grass eyes, but flashing the light of ridicule of temperament! That kind of indifference to human affairs showed the coldness and silence, is generally in the double ten years of the girl should not have.

Qi Jun standing on the second floor of the white carved stairs, cold eyes looking down at the hall quarrel in the parents, in her growing years this is already a common thing, but the plot has intensified the trend.

"What do you mean! To transfer the stock and the house in Taipei into the name of that fox." Ji Huamei is completely like a b***h scolding the street, contrary to the graceful and luxurious temperament in front of the screen.

Father has a new love, the father has no feelings of the mother's reaction is so fierce, not because the role of the affair means too ruthless, has endangered the mother as this China does not go out for a long time the status of the female master.

"Less wild in front of me, I want to give who is my business, you roar!" Wang Xiongming also angrily shouted back, completely different from the polite gentleman's image before.

What followed was the two men's unspeakable abuse and rambling, which the servants had already seen and did not see, for fear of being affected by the innocent, they all turned a blind eye to each other.

This is the parents, Yee Jun beside the stairs holding a sweet cheek, the corners of the mouth showing a cold line, without a trace of emotion to look at the parents quarrel face.

She does not remember when it began, from sensible, the memory is the picture of the parents quarrel, two people meet like enemies, father another new love is not at home all day, mother also addicted to play and travel in the upper class circle, lived a luxurious nightlife.

The couple who were strangers did not speak a few words all year round, but they refused to divorce, because they could not afford to lose face and practical interests, and would rather continue to play the role of a loving husband and wife in front of outsiders.

Ordinary children would be crazy if they were caught between such parents for a long time, but Wang Qijun is special, she has become a capricious and unruly daughter of the lost family, but also become an extreme personality or self-abandonment of the bad girl under the family, she is just a consistent silent cold, do not listen to do not speak, indifferent to the hatred between parents.

"Miss... Go to your room. ' 'urged the nurse, worried.

Qi Jun looked back at the nurse who took care of her from a young age to a big one. The old face of the 60-year-old woman was full of worry and love, and only the nurse was really fond of her.

"Go back to your room? That's right. I've seen enough of the play. I must go to my room and rest." With a faint smile, she let the nurse help her to her bedroom.

'How jealous the beautiful lady is! 'whispered the maids behind her back. "God has given the young lady beauty, but not health."

The cleaning mother also ran to gossip. "Her heart has been weak since she was a child. The doctor said she should not be stimulated too much and should keep calm. But her parents fought in front of her, and they didn't care about the life of their only daughter."

'That's right! Others think that the daughter of a rich family is happy, but they do not know that the young lady has been loved by her parents since childhood, and has grown up in the struggle between master and wife, and has become a cold enamel doll. If I am not crazy, I will be strange."

The servants' words and phrases, on the surface of sympathy, in the end is not to take other people's misfortune as a topic of conversation, Wang Qijun heard in the ear has no feeling, but the wet nurse beside a burst of nasal distress.

"Nurse, why are you crying again?" Yee Jun took out silk to wipe away tears for the wet nurse.

"No, miss, I... I... ' The tears of fear added to the lady's hurt.

Qi Yue showed a soft smile, understand the wet nurse for her sad, she comforted: "Don't be sad, I don't care. The selfishness of parents as early as eight hundred years ago was used to, others say let them go."

'Miss...' The nurse was worried at the lady's unusual indifference.

Yee Jun's large, beautiful eyes stared dully into the distance. "Sometimes I suspect it is not my parents' daughter at all. They argue as if they were watching a play. It's good to see! Add some sparkle to an otherwise uneventful day."

'Miss, it's wrong to think...'

'she interrupted the nurse.' Right or wrong? An enamel doll doesn't need to know right from wrong, 'she had been given the title by her servant.

On her way back to her room, on the long corridor, Wang Qijun caught a glimpse of the sunrise shining on the gold garden from the window. On a whim, she turned to her nurse and said, "Nurse, help me to take a walk in Bijing Garden. I won't go back to my room."

"Yes," the nurse answered joyfully. Her lady loves nature, and "Bijing Garden" is named by her in private. Although she has no chance to go outdoors, this European-style garden of nearly 1,000 square meters is enough for people to walk for a whole day.

Walking into the "Bijing Garden", feeling the fresh air in the spring breeze, Wang Qijun's mood immediately flew up.

"You don't have to accompany me. Go and do your work." She wanted to feel the beautiful mood alone.

'Yes, miss,' she said. 'replied the nurse softly.

When the nurse left, Wang Qijun walked into the flowerbed and immediately felt the faint fragrance of the flowers, the cool breeze brushed her beautiful black soft silk, and the crisp bird songs from the branches flew around her to play and stopped on her delicate fragrant shoulder.

Birds are not close to people, except for her, who is not afraid of her because of her long years of feeding them and the special atmosphere of her union with the surrounding nature.