Being a Lady of an Influential Family

In the end, no one in the room came up with anything. Fu Fengcheng had a cold face and a cold heart, and his words were like knives. When Governor Fu sent someone to ask Mrs. Fu to go down, there was no result, so Mrs. Fu could only go downstairs with a livid face and was supported by the girl. After all, there are so many guests tonight, it is impossible for her to spend all her time here.

Fu Yucheng and Zheng Ying naturally followed Mrs. Fu, and Mrs. Zheng would not stay for long.

After a while, there were only Leng Sa, Fu Fengcheng and Xu Shaoming standing aside as wallpaper in the room.

"Please forgive me for scaring Ms. Leng tonight." Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa and said indifferently.

Leng Sa sat on the sofa with an elegant posture, "Young Master speaks harshly, it's okay. But..."

"what?"

Leng Sa looked at Xu Shaoming, "It would be even better if this Mr. Xu could stop staring at me all the time. Being watched all the time... I will feel uncomfortable." That means she has nothing to do, otherwise Being stared at like this all night, she would have been shot and collapsed long ago.

Xu Shaoming was startled and sweated profusely. He had done a good job of concealing it. Why did the young lady find out and accurately identify him?

Fu Fengcheng's expression remained the same, "I'm sorry, this will never happen again."

"That's good." At present, everyone is on the same boat, so it's not good to hurt each other.

"Cough cough." Xu Shaoming next to him coughed twice. Fu Fengcheng and Leng Saqi turned their heads to look over. They were frightened by the two eyes staring at Xu Shaoming and wanted to back away, but the wall behind him finally hit the back of their head.

Xu Shaoming had no choice but to lean against the wall and speak firmly, "That...Miss Leng, actually...if you make a statement outside, no matter whether outsiders will change their views on Miss Zheng and Fourth Young Master, they will definitely think that Miss Leng is magnanimous and tolerant. "Even if outsiders don't buy it, they can give themselves a good reputation, right?

Leng Sa propped his chin against the sofa, looked at Xu Shaoming and sighed, "Tolerance? Generosity? Can you eat it?"

"..." It seems impossible, but...

Leng Sa said: "Adjutant Xu, people who value reputation too much are destined to be burdened by reputation. Think about it, if the fourth young master of your family was not a good brother, son, and student in the past, but an unrestrained playboy like the third young master Brother, can things still get so big?" It is a very troublesome thing for people to collapse. Not only will the road turn black, but it is more likely to lose fans and step back.

Now the hearts of the girls in Yongcheng who used to secretly admire Fu Si Shao are probably broken, and such a thing as crushing a girl's heart will be struck by lightning from the sky.

"..." It seems that it can't be used as a metaphor, right? Xu Shaoming hesitated, "Then Miss Leng..."

"I'm a person who treats fame like dirt." Leng Sa said proudly.

"But Ma'am..."

"Madam will get used to it slowly, if you are not used to it, you can hurry up and change to another daughter-in-law."

Xu Shaoming twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help looking at Fu Fengcheng who was sitting on the side.

However, seeing that the eldest and youngest of his family were neither surprised nor angry, they said very calmly and even gently, "Miss Leng, don't worry, you will be the only eldest and young wife of the Fu family in the future."

Leng Sa tilted her head to look at him, this sentence sounded like a curse.

"Actually, if you have someone you like more, I don't mind being divorced or dying of illness again." So, please fly freely.

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyes, his eyes were relatively cold, and he couldn't help but startled.

Fu Fengcheng's expression seemed to be calm, but there seemed to be some danger that outsiders could not see beneath that calmness. It was like a volcano that seemed calm but could erupt at any time, and it was so dangerous that it made people tremble.

Leng Sa only felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end for a moment, as if he was being stared at by some giant beast.

The intuition of a sniper can save lives in many cases.

Leng Sa sat up straight calmly, and instantly assessed the current strength comparison between the two.

Fu Fengcheng might have been better than her before he was injured, but now...

Fu Fengcheng saw her movements, but the expression on his face didn't change. He only heard him whisper: "I will not resign, and the Fu family will not divorce. As for the death of illness... Madam, do you need me to prepare a grave for you?" The death of illness he said was really a death of illness.

Leng Sa blinked, "That is to say, if we get married, you will not get divorced no matter what?"

"I naturally hope to grow old together with my wife, live and die together," Fu Fengcheng said.

"..." still felt like a curse.

"Do you like me?" I've only met twice, so it's not like we're going to grow old together, right? This person seems to have studied abroad since he was a child, so why hasn't he learned the romantic feelings of those who get up early to study abroad, and his thinking is even older than Mrs. Leng! If so, he and Zheng Ying have been engaged for several years, wouldn't he want to swallow each other in his stomach and never separate?

Fu Fengcheng stared at her, "You are my future wife, I will naturally... like, like, madam."

"What if I don't like you?"

"What does that have to do with me?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

Fuck! I was cheated by the Fu family! The surname Fu has never said that Fu Fengcheng seems to have mental problems!

Leng Sa coughed lightly, "I think... we can discuss it later?"

Fu Fengcheng chuckled, "What does Madam want to discuss? For example, the shop called Jingshu? Or the place outside the city called Anyuan?"

The atmosphere in the room gradually cooled down, and Leng Sa leaned forward slightly to look at Fu Fengcheng in front of him. Fu Fengcheng leaned back in the wheelchair and looked at her calmly, as if he didn't say anything.

"Young master, are you afraid of pain?"

"You want to beat me up?" Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows.

Leng Sa glanced at Xu Shaoming, who was standing aside with a nervous look, with a half-smile, "Guess, can he stop me?"

"Leng..." Xu Shaoming wanted to step forward, but he just took a step, and Leng Sa's white and soft hands put a friendly hand on Fu Fengcheng's shoulder. Fu Fengcheng didn't resist, but just looked down at the hand that fell on his shoulder.

Xu Shaoming met her smiling but icy gaze, and immediately paused, froze there not knowing what to do.

He didn't know why he was afraid of a girl who was not yet eighteen years old. The young master wasn't really helpless, but at that moment he really felt that if he dared to take another step, the girl in front of him would turn the young master's head off.

This is definitely an illusion! Xu Shaoming looked at Fu Fengcheng helplessly.

"I'm a little scared." Fu Fengcheng said suddenly, "I just made a joke with Madam, I hope Madam will understand."

You don't look like someone who likes to joke, Leng Sa stared at him.

"As an apology for frightening Miss Leng, how about I treat you to a play?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows slightly, and let go of the hand that was on Fu Fengcheng's shoulder.

There was a knock on the door, "Sister Mingyue, we are going to divide the cake, sister Mingyue, come quickly."

Leng Sa stood up, looked down at her appearance, "Then I will wait for the big show, see you."

Watching Leng Sa go out, he closed the door. The conversation between her and Fu Anni outside the door gradually faded away, and Xu Shaoming breathed a sigh of relief, "Eldest, youngest, or...this Miss Leng is really a bit..." Too, so cruel!

How could the Leng family raise such a terrible daughter? Xu Shaoming suddenly remembered that Fu Yucheng was beaten up a few days ago. It was not done by them, nor by Shao Shao and Mr. Wei. Could it be...

Fu Fengcheng supported the armrest of the wheelchair with one arm, and supported his forehead with his slender fingers, and a smile of interest gradually appeared on his lips.

"No, don't you think... interesting?"

"But..." She might really do something to you. In fact, Xu Shaoming was not sure if he really did something, who would be better, the Young Master or Miss Leng. Why don't you go back and try it out?

"Don't go to her, you are not her match." Seemingly seeing Xu Shaoming's thoughts, Fu Fengcheng reminded.

"Yes."

"Go and tell the old man that I want to get married on the same day as my fourth child."

"But..." Miss Leng is not yet under the legal age of marriage.

"It's only two months, can't you afford to wait?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

"Wait! I can definitely wait!" Xu Shaoming replied decisively, the eldest and youngest said to wait, who would dare to say no?

Fu Fengcheng lowered his eyes and smiled lowly: "It's very interesting, with her...the Fu family will be more lively in the future."

"..."