Chapter 209

When lengsa and Fu Fengcheng returned to Fu's house, Xiao Yiran naturally followed them. It was called that when they came to Yongcheng, they naturally wanted to visit Fu dujun.

After arriving at Fu's house, Xiao Yiran really went to see Fu dujun. Fu Fengcheng didn't follow him, but went back to his yard with lengsa. Obviously, she was not interested in what Xiao Yiran and Fu dujun wanted to say.

Lengsa is really not optimistic about Xiao Haoran's marriage with Leng Mingshu.

The attitude of the Xiao family doesn't seem to be serious about marrying a daughter-in-law. Not long ago, they planned to withdraw their marriage. It's only a short time since they sent someone to propose marriage. The wedding date is still arranged at such a close time.

However, Leng Jia can't listen to her. Even Leng Mingshu won't listen to her. In Leng Mingshu's opinion, lengsa didn't stop her from marrying Xiao Haoran for her good, but was more jealous of her marrying a good family.

Lengsa sat on the swing and sighed softly.

"What are you thinking? You're in a bad mood?" Fu Fengcheng asked, pushing a wheelchair and looking at her.

Lengsa came down from the swing and sat down on the stone stool next to him, "thinking about the marriage between Leng Mingshu and Xiao Haoran."

Fu Fengcheng said, "there's nothing to think of. The fact that the Xiao family wants to withdraw from marriage proves that the cold family has little significance for them. Even if the emperor and Xiao Yiran put pressure on it, the marriage is meaningless."

Leng SA said, "so why did the old man have to marry Leng Mingshu to Xiao Haoran instead of someone else? Where did he get his confidence? What benefits could he get from the Xiao family with the current strength of the Leng family?"

Fu Fengcheng shook his head, "if you don't want this marriage to be done, it's also very simple."

Leng SA certainly understood what he meant. There are many ways to stop the marriage. Not only the Xiao family can decide.

Lengsa thought for a moment and shook his head and said, "well, since the old man insists, let them do it by themselves. I also want to know... What the old man wants to do."

"Then why are you in a bad mood?" Fu Fengcheng looked at her and asked, lengsa smiled, "just feel... Leng Mingshu, it's a little sad that a girl is regarded as a chess piece."

"This is her own choice." Fu Fengcheng didn't care.

"The cold family educated her like that. In fact, she has no other choice." Leng SA sighed softly.

People's thoughts are very stubborn, especially those cultivated from small to large.

Even if there are a thousand roads ahead, Leng Mingshu, bound by Leng's education, may only choose that road. Some people in this world will have a rebellious mood, but more people choose to indulge.

Nothing can awaken them except enough unforgettable pain. Before that, any persuasion was heresy in their eyes.

Fu Fengcheng said, "therefore, madam is not like the person educated by the cold family."

Leng SA smiled. "In this way, Fu Dashao is not quite like the rest of the Fu family."

Everyone is stocked. The Fu family is rich in mediocre ordinary people. However, Fu Da Shao thrives, which is really different from the rest of the Fu family.

But on second thought, Fu dujun came from an ordinary merchant family. He studied in a private school for several years since he was a child. He didn't go to college, didn't stay in school, and didn't go to any military school. Today's six southern provinces were developed with the enthusiasm and ambition of their youth. It seems that they are also a self-taught wizard. It seems that they are very similar to Fu Dashao.

Fu Fengcheng said, "so... My wife and I are made for each other?"

"..." Leng SA stared at Fu Fengcheng for a long time and didn't speak. Fu Fengcheng was a little puzzled, "what is your wife looking at?"

Look, you're going to collapse.

Lengsa leaned close to Fu Fengcheng and stared at his handsome face curiously. "How do I think you're talking a little strange today."

"What's strange?" Fu Fengcheng asked calmly.

Leng SA said, "you always say strange things, which is not in line with your Fu Dashao's style at all." if you say more, she will think the goods are teasing her.

"..." I don't want to talk anymore.

Fu Fengcheng backed away, turned his wheelchair and left.

Lengsa was left in place, his eyes blinked quickly. He was puzzled, "not happy again?" what's the matter with this goods today? How does the mood go up and down?

"Young lady, are you angry?" Lan Jing came up with a plate of fruit, lowered her voice and asked carefully.

Lengsa raised her eyebrows, "how do you know?"

Lan Jing compared her face, "I saw it when Dashao just entered the study. The face... Was so gloomy that it was about to drip."

Although it is said that Fu Dashao became gloomy and violent because of his injured temper, the legend is a legend after all. At least Lan Jing and Yuan Yinglai don't feel how bad Fu Dashao's temper is these days. At most, they just don't enter strangers.

But... That doesn't mean Lan Jing won't be afraid when Fu Dashao is unhappy.

"Nothing, there are always a few days a month." Leng SA said calmly.

"Are you sure?" Lan Jing asked.

Lengsa hesitated for a moment. "Should...?" I haven't heard anything that upset Fu Dashao today. Is it because of Xiao Yiran?

Leng SA walks into the study with a plate of fruit. Xia Wei'an and Xu Shaoming are standing in front of the desk. They are frozen by Fu Dashao's low air pressure and the cold ice spitting out from his mouth, like two small animals shivering in the wind.

Seeing lengsa coming in, Xu Shaoming winked at her madly. Mrs. Dashao, help.

In fact, Fu Dashao was quite elegant when he was angry. He didn't beat the table and scold his mother like Fu dujun, nor did he throw things like Mrs. Fu, and he wouldn't hit people.

But as long as you stand there, stared at by his chilly eyes, and then listen to his cold voice as if without emotion, most people will want to dig a hole and bury themselves in it.

Lengsa stood in place and hesitated. Should he quit as if he didn't see Xu Shaoming's cry for help. After all, she doesn't guarantee whether Fu Fengcheng will turn the muzzle to her. If Fu Fengcheng is angry with her, will she do it or not?

Fu Fengcheng, who was talking, also paused when he saw lengsa. When lengsa was ready to slip away, he heard Fu Fengcheng say, "that's all. Go and work."

Xu Shaoming and Xia Wei'an were relieved at the same time, but Xia Wei'an was more obscure.

Xu Shaoming looked like an amnesty. He quickly pulled the documents on the table and dragged Xia Weian out.

“……”

The study was quiet.

Leng SA looked at the empty study and his own study behind him. He hesitated and stepped back.

"Come and say something." Fu Fengcheng looked down at the document in front of him and said faintly.

Leng SA smiled, "nothing, just ask you whether you eat fruit?" I left without eating.

"Bring it."

ok

Lengsa sighed in her heart and walked over with a fruit tray.

While secretly feigning in his heart, he listened to Lan Jing's encouragement and ran to see why Fu Fengcheng was angry. It was stupid.

Put the fruit on the table and pushed it towards Fu Fengcheng, "here, eat. It's washed."

Fu Fengcheng looked at the sweet fruit on the table and didn't speak. Lengsa felt that the atmosphere was suffocating.

He simply leaned over at the table and looked at Fu Fengcheng with his chin. "Are you angry?"

"No." Fu Fengcheng said faintly.

Lengsa tilted his head and looked carefully for a while, and sincerely suggested, "do you want to look in the mirror again?" although Fu Dashao is noble, cold and gorgeous in daily life, is there a difference between indifference and gloom?

Fu Fengcheng put down his pen and looked up at her.

Leng SA looked at him with a smile, without giving in to fear.

"Madam wants to know why I am angry?" Fu Fengcheng asked, leaning against the back of the chair behind him.

Leng SA said, "so I'm really angry."

"Come here, I'll tell you." Fu Fengcheng said.

Lengsa stood up and smiled at him, "do you think I'm stupid?" at this moment, what if the goods sneaked on her?

Fu Fengcheng took a deep breath and calmly said, "come here, I won't do it."

Lengsa looked at him suspiciously, and was driven by strong curiosity.

She wasn't really afraid of him. The main reason was that she couldn't fight happily even if it happened.

Others may blame her for bullying.

When he came to Fu Fengcheng, lengsa squatted down and said, "come on, young master, who made you angry today?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "you."

"Me?!" Leng SA opened his eyes and said discontentedly, "where did I make you angry?"

Didn't she do anything today?

"You talk less. I didn't do anything today."

Fu Fengcheng was about to speak. Suddenly, his face changed and turned upside down to the front. Leng SA reacted very quickly and quickly helped him, "hey?! what's the matter with you? I really didn't do anything."

"Nothing!" Fu Fengcheng's face leaned against lengsa's shoulder, one hand supporting the wheelchair armrest and gritted his teeth.

Although he said it was all right, lengsa could feel the tension and stiffness of the muscles under her hands, and the sweat of her shoulder clothes was wet for a moment.

"Where does it hurt? Is it your leg?" lengsa threw aside the question just now and asked in a deep voice.

Fu Fengcheng leaned against him, closed his eyes and patiently adapted to the sudden sharp pain. Then he said in a deep voice, "it's all right, don't worry."

But the voice was a bit obviously weak, like squeezed out of the teeth.

Lengsa took a deep breath and turned to the outside, "Lan Jing, call the doctor!"

At the next moment, Fu Fengcheng could no longer sit still and fell down directly from his wheelchair. Lengsa quickly got up, pressed the back of the wheelchair with one hand and pulled him back into the chair with the other.

When he looked down again, Fu Fengcheng was unconscious.

Even in the coma, he still frowned, the muscles under his clothes were still tight and even twitched slightly. It was obvious that even the severe pain in the coma was still torturing him.

Lengsa looked at his sweaty face and couldn't help but cast a heavy shadow in his heart.