Being a Lady of an Influential Family

There was a momentary pause in the original lively and harmonious atmosphere as if something had suddenly been mixed in, but none of the people present were ordinary people. Shen Sinian looked at Fu Yucheng and Zheng Ying without changing his face, "These two are Fu Sishao and Miss Zheng?"

Fu Yucheng looked a little stiff, nodded and looked at Shen Sinian, "I'm Fu Yucheng, this..."

"My surname is Shen, Shen Sinian." Shen Sinian's peach-blossom eyes rolled around Zheng Ying's body before falling on Fu Yucheng, smiling as if very kindly.

Xiao Yiran sat back down again, snorted softly and said casually: "Fu Da, why don't you introduce me?"

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him lightly, "You don't know him?"

Xiao Yiran said: "I know it, but the others don't. Fourth Young Master, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Xiao Yiran."

Naturally, Fu Yucheng had met Xiao Yiran, but he couldn't be called an acquaintance.

"Third Prince."

Fu Fengcheng looked up at Fu Yucheng, "These are Long Yue, Zhang Jingzhi, Song Lang, Shen Sinian...Princess Chaoyang."

Fu Yucheng didn't care about being depressed, and greeted everyone one by one. The others naturally wanted to give the Fu family face, and they all returned their gifts and exchanged greetings with Fu Yucheng. Xiao Nanjia looked at Zheng Ying, who was standing beside Fu Yucheng, with contempt and disapproval in his eyes.

Compared to Leng Mingyue, Xiao Nanjia naturally dislikes Zheng Ying more. Zheng Ying also noticed Xiao Nanjia's eyes, but she didn't know the real reason why Xiao Nanjia hated her, she felt a little sad but she could only cheer up and get to know everyone.

Originally, it was fine for a few people to sit under the umbrella, but suddenly there were a few more people and it became crowded all of a sudden. Fu Fengcheng said, "Since you don't want to play anymore, let's go inside and rest."

Everyone was indifferent, Long Yue nodded, "I heard that there is a racetrack outside the city, Miss Leng, let's go play together some other day?"

"..." Everyone was speechless, what kind of enmity did this Long Yue have against Fu Fengcheng? You always pick some events that Fu Fengcheng can't participate in, and you still have to invite Miss Leng? Those who didn't know thought he wanted to pry into someone's corner.

"Young Marshal Long invited you, you must go." Leng Sa smiled.

Even under the sun, everyone felt that the temperature suddenly dropped by a few points.

Everyone chatted and laughed and walked towards the front hall, Zheng Ying followed Fu Yucheng and looked at Leng Sa who was walking beside Fu Fengcheng in a very complicated mood.

Just looking at the attitude of Long Yue and others when they get along with her, it is obvious that these people have a good impression of Leng Sa.

Previously, she was a little bit complacent that she was the first to associate with the female relatives who came to Yongcheng, but she didn't want to win over these powerful young handsome princes without making a sound.

Fu Yucheng was also in a bad mood, these people obviously didn't take him very seriously, and after greeting each other they continued to joke around. It seems that even if Fu Fengcheng is abolished, his importance as the Fourth Young Master of the Fu family has not changed in their eyes.

A group of people played until the evening before getting up to say goodbye and leave. Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng sent everyone away together. Fu Yucheng and Zheng Ying also followed. The originally noisy villa quickly returned to its former tranquility, appearing a bit empty.

Leng Sa lay lazily on the sofa, and couldn't help sighing, "It's considered gone."

"You don't like them?" Fu Fengcheng sat on the side and looked at her, raising his eyebrows.

Leng Sa sat up, hugged a pillow in her arms and said with a smile: "If I like them, don't you have to worry?"

Fu Fengcheng glanced at her coldly, then shrugged coldly, "Well, in fact, it's okay, they are indeed rare young talents, but getting along is too tiring." You're free, but if you really think you're friends with these people and you know everything about them, you might not even know how you died.

Leng Sa was a little puzzled, "Why did you introduce them to me? I don't think your relationship with them is any better, right?"

"Even if I don't introduce you to each other, they will find ways to find out." Fu Fengcheng said.

Leng Sa nodded, "Oh, do you have enmity with Long Yue?"

Fu Fengcheng shook his head, "No."

"It's not like that." Long Yue's temperament is somewhat arrogant, but it's true that Fu Fengcheng is not pleasing to the eye, of course, Fu Fengcheng may not be pleasing to the eye when looking at Long Yue.

"Probably because he lost to me at the party in the capital last year, and he felt that he would never have a chance to win back. I'm not very happy." Fu Fengcheng said calmly. In the past, the competition between him and Long Yue actually won each other. Even stronger, but he did win the last competition.

Now that his legs are crippled, it is naturally impossible to compete with Long Yue again. With Long Yue's temper, he can't do anything to win a disabled person, so he must be holding his breath.

Leng Sa blinked her eyes, rubbed her chin and thought, "Then if... I also beat him, will he explode on the spot?"

Fu Fengcheng lowered his eyebrows and thought about it seriously, "Probably not, at most it's just a little face loss."

Leng Sa was a little excited, "These three young marshals, I think Young Marshal Song is pretty good."

Fu Fengcheng looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows, as if asking why.

Leaning on the sofa, Leng Sa said lazily, "Young Marshal Song looks like a man from the Northwest, but in comparison, Young Marshal Shen is a little too delicate. If I didn't say anything, I thought he was from a famous family in the capital like Mr. Zhang." .Young Marshal Long is too aggressive, and he is not easy to get along with. Young Marshal Song will be much bolder and freer."

"There is something wrong with your eyes." Fu Fengcheng said.

"What do you mean?" Leng Sa was puzzled.

Fu Fengcheng sneered, "Song Yu, the commander-in-chief of the Northwest Song Dynasty, has eight concubines, and each of them has a good background. There are thirteen adult sons alone. Song Lang's biological mother died early and he can still secure the position of young commander. You Do you think he is easy to get along with, bold and unrestrained?"

Leng Sa snorted softly, and looked Fu Fengcheng up and down, "There are more than a dozen brothers who can secure the position of young commander. Don't you think you should review it? Is it too late?"

Although there are many outstanding talents in the families of the governors from all over the country, the two who are really famous are Nanfeng and Beilong. Although there is no lack of reason for the fact that Dujun Fu and Dujun Long are very important in Anxia, ​​but these two are indeed the most admirable sons of heaven.

Fu Fengcheng snorted softly, looked at Leng Sa and asked, "Among these few people today, who is the most noteworthy?"

Leng Sa tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Is Zhang Jingzhi?"

"How to say?"

"I almost ignored him." Leng Sa frowned and said in distress.

For a sniper, this is an extremely dangerous thing.

Zhang Jingzhi has a handsome appearance and elegant demeanor. He is born in a famous family and is a figure who can stand shoulder to shoulder with people like Long Yue and Fu Fengcheng. He is good at dancing, talking and gentle, and he is not an introverted person who is not easy to get close to. No matter from which point of view, he should not be ignored by others. But Leng Sa noticed Shen Sinian, Song Lang, and even Xiao Nanjia, but almost ignored this person directly.

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "He is indeed dangerous. I just received news that he will work in the Ministry of the Interior when he returns from Yongcheng."

"His father is the prime minister of the cabinet, so it is only natural that he chooses to go into politics." Leng Sa was not surprised.

"The Zhang family wants him to marry Princess Chaoyang."

"Huh?" Leng Sa was a little surprised, "The Zhang family and the royal family are very close?"

"Originally not."

In other words, it has recently begun to come closer.

"But...Princess Chaoyang, didn't she fall in love with you?" Leng Sa said.

Fu Fengcheng's gaze shot over like a cold arrow again, and he said coldly, "What are you doing? I haven't said that you and Princess Chaoyang..."

"I'm not familiar with Xiao Nanjia." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

"Unfamiliar?" Leng Sa looked at her suspiciously.

"Unfamiliar."

Boring!

Leng Sa was discouraged immediately, and spread out on the sofa again, "So, what do you want me to meet with them so early?" She didn't believe it, Fu Fengcheng really just wanted to introduce them to each other.

"It's good for you to get to know them earlier and know what kind of people they are." Fu Fengcheng said, "You shouldn't have agreed to this marriage at the beginning. As long as you get married, you will definitely be involved in these things. Even... only two Three years."

"..." Leng Sa always felt that the sentence "only two or three years" was a bit cold.

Leng Sa spread her hands, "It's too late for you to say it now, by the way... others have given me gifts, Fu Shao, where is your gift?" Thinking of the gift received today, Leng Sa's mood began to improve. Naturally, these famous sons and young marshals will not act casually, and the gifts are quite touching.

Something was thrown out of Fu Fengcheng's hand. Leng Sa reached out to catch it but it turned out to be a car key, Leng Sa blinked, "Oh? Really give it to me?"

"I asked Shen Sinian to bring it here through a special passage. Since you can drive, you can drive back later." Fu Fengcheng said.

"Young Master Fu, you are such a good person!" Leng Sa flattered with a happy mood, and the smile on her face became brighter and more sincere.

At the same time, he silently calculated in his heart that he felt guilty for receiving so many presents from Fu Fengcheng. However, she is a poor ghost... It seems that she has to find a way to give a gift in return. Otherwise, the meal would be too soft, and I would be too embarrassed to smack people with confidence.

For Lord Leng, food can be skipped, but people can't be jealous.

"..." Ms. Leng really brought out the essence of the phrase "eating people with soft mouths and short hands" to the fullest. If you don't squeeze her well, you will be sorry for the so much money he gave away.

After receiving a birthday present:

Sa Sa: Emma is a bit guilty of receiving too many benefits, flattering her...

Fu Shao: I am happy to be issued a good person card! slavery of...

so: This gift is not sweet at all!