Wen Xu sat uneasily in the simple and graceful Hall of the Fu family. Fu Anyan and Yang Jie sat on the left and right sides of him. Gong Sihe, who came with them, sat on the other side.
Fu Anyan spoke to him very cordially and enthusiastically, which made Wen Xu feel flattered.
He knew his life experience more than a month ago. As a young man who studied abroad from an early age, his birth was not bad or good, which gave him a great impact.
If there is no secret joy, it is impossible. After all... The Fu family in the six southern provinces can have the resources that his ordinary family can never provide to him. But similarly, he will inevitably feel a little uneasy and uneasy. Is what these people say true? Is he really the son of the Fu family? Could it be a mistake?
Finally, after thinking for a long time, when the Fu family sent someone to find him, he decided to follow those people to Nanliu province. If he is really a Fu family, of course he doesn't want to give up this opportunity. That's what he deserves, isn't it?
A young man named Han ran was sent to pick him up. It is said that he is the most trusted adjutant of Fu dujun. He is young, promising and capable. He will have a bright future in the future. But he can also feel that Han Ran's attitude towards him is not enthusiastic, but very ordinary business, which makes him have to doubt whether Fu dujun doesn't like his eldest son at all?
"Elder brother, I heard that you have been studying abroad all these years?" Fu Anyan asked excitedly.
She is in a good mood. Wen Xu looks really like her mother, and his side face is also like Fu Yucheng. His appearance is also gentle, which makes Fu Anyan feel close to him.
Compared with Fu Fengcheng, Fu Anyan really felt that Wen Xu was his brother.
Wen Xu nodded, "yes, I just came back two years ago."
Fu Anyan was curious, "where did you study abroad? What did you study?" Wen Xu was about to answer. Fu Yingcheng, sitting opposite, coughed and said, "three younger sisters, Mr. Wen has just arrived at Fu's house. Don't ask East and west to scare others. You'd better wait until dad and big brother and sister-in-law come back."
"Eldest brother?" Fu Anyan smiled sarcastically. "I didn't know that the relationship between the second brother and the eldest brother was so good. People outside said that the eldest sister-in-law was bad. I think the eldest sister-in-law was really a virtuous internal help. How long has it been since the second brother turned to the eldest brother?"
Fu Yingcheng frowned and wanted to reply. He was secretly pinched by the second young lady.
Two little lady has the final say, "sister three, your brother is also for your good. After all, how is it, dad has the final say."
These days, although the eldest brother is not at home, the attitude of the supervisor doesn't seem to mean to change his son. It's hard to say who the Fu family is.
If this Wen Xu looks like Fu dujun, just like his wife, what evidence is this?
Zheng Ying sat alone, watching Wen Xu frown and didn't speak.
Fu Annie took Fu Yangcheng to sit at the end and looked at Wen Xu, Yang Jie and others, but she didn't have a good face. They just knew about it. When they were shocked, Fu Annie couldn't accept it. In her heart, the eldest brother and sister-in-law could only be Fu Fengcheng and lengsa.
Aware of Fu Annie's eyes, Wen Xu turned to look at her and gently smiled at him. Fu Annie snorted in her heart and turned her head to stop looking at her.
"What's the matter with Miss Liu?" Fu Annie's nearest Gong Si and whispered and chuckled.
Fu Annie glanced at her and didn't speak. Fu Yangcheng snorted and said lazily, "doctor Gong, this is clearly our Fu family's business. Why do you always want to get involved?"
Gong Sihe looked unchanged and said with a light smile, "Mr. Yang and I are friends."
"What does that have to do with your involvement in our Fu family? Mr. Yang is not from our Fu family either." Fu Yangcheng said impolitely.
Gong Si and his eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes looked at Fu Yangcheng more thoughtful. The expression on his face was still a little smiling, "I followed Mr. Yang when he said he was worried. The fifth young master said so, but I was meddling."
Fu Yangcheng sneered with an unknown meaning and ignored Gong Sihe.
Yang Jie saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassed. He frowned at Han ran standing on one side and said, "adjutant Han, I don't know the supervisor..."
Han ran calmly said, "the supervisor had a meeting in the first army this morning. I'm very sorry to have kept Mr. Yang waiting." but there was no sense of apology in his tone.
Yang Jielian said it didn't matter. Suddenly, the servant's surprise voice came outside the door, "Dashao, Dashao's wife is back."
Everyone was quiet for a moment and turned to look at the door.
Among them, Yang Jie and Wen Xu are the most focused. Of course, their focus may not be in the same place.
Lengsa and Fu Fengcheng didn't come back by themselves. They also brought Fu Yucheng with a black nose and a swollen face. Fu Yucheng couldn't care what he looked like at the moment. In fact, no one cared what he looked like at the moment.
Stepping into the hall, lengsa saw Wen Xu sitting next to Fu Anyan at the first sight, picked his eyebrows and didn't speak.
Wen Xu and Mrs. Fu really look alike. It's easy to feel that they have something to do with each other.
When Mrs. Fu was young, she was also a beauty. Wen Xu looked like her. Naturally, her appearance would not be bad. It can even be said that she was better than Fu Yucheng. In particular, his dress looks like the unique returnee elite of this era.
"Brother, sister-in-law."
Fu Fengcheng glanced at Wen Xu and Yang Jie lightly before nodding to the others. Leng SA smiled and said, "it's so busy today."
Fu Yingcheng got up and said with a smile, "just wait for big brother, sister-in-law and fourth brother."
When lengsa sat down, Fu Annie came around from behind and squatted quietly beside lengsa, whispering, "big brother, big sister-in-law."
Lengsa saw the worry in her eyes, smiled, put out his hand and nodded the tip of her nose, "go back and sit well."
"Oh." Fu Annie touched her nose. Then she went back and sat down again.
"These two are Fu Dashao and his wife?" Yang Jie smiled at Leng SA, who sat down and whispered with Fu Yingcheng around him, and Fu Fengcheng, who looked indifferent and looked only on Leng SA.
Lengsa looked up at him. The original smile on Yang Jie's face was stiff. The young lady looked beautiful, but when those eyes swept over, he had the illusion of a blade blowing his face.
Lengsa sat upright and smiled faintly, but ignored Yang Jie. Instead, he looked at Wen Xu and said, "Mr. Wen? Nice to meet you."
Wen Xu lost his temper for a moment, "Leng... Miss Leng."
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly solidified. Fu Yangcheng, sitting at the back, couldn't help rubbing his arm and looked at Wen Xu's eyes full of contempt and contempt.
Fool!
Wen Xu is also a highly intelligent talent. Naturally, he doesn't know what is high and low advance and retreat. It's obviously intentional.
I don't know why the moment he saw Fu Fengcheng and lengsa come in, he didn't want to admit that the beautiful and dazzling woman in front of him was Fu Fengcheng's wife.
All this... Should have belonged to him!
As soon as he entered the door, Wen Xu looked at Fu Fengcheng.
Anxia Shuangbi, Nanfeng and Beilong. Even if he has only returned to China for two years, Anxia Shuangbi's reputation is like thunder.
Not only that, he also saw the Dragon Tomahawk. But he didn't like long Yue, so he knew he wouldn't like Fu Fengcheng before he saw Fu Fengcheng.
He saw long Yue at a very ordinary party. As a new young talent, he was lucky to attend.
His age, appearance, ability and knowledge, even without outstanding family background, are enough to become the focus of the party. But at this time, Long Yue came. He didn't even do anything. He just walked in and walked past Wen Xu. At that moment, Wen Xu knew he had lost everything.
All the attention, all the praise, all the attention will no longer belong to him.
Even he himself had to admit that the Dragon Tomahawk was as dazzling as the scorching sun. Even just looking at his appearance and temperament was enough to attract everyone's attention. Compared with such a favored son of heaven, the so-called young talent instantly became a shadow under the scorching sun, and the stars under the bright moon were dim.
Fu Fengcheng and Long Yue felt very similar to him. They had the same outstanding appearance and momentum, but Fu Fengcheng was more indifferent and more inaccessible.
It's like... Thousands of miles of glacier, famous sword with scabbard, cold, sharp and inhumane.
In the past, Wen Xu always thought he was magnanimous and peaceful. He was not the kind of person who could not tolerate the excellence of others.
But when he saw Fu Fengcheng and Long Yue, he knew that he would never like the so-called Anxia Shuangbi.
Maybe this is some kind of fate?
This was the second time Fu Fengcheng looked at Wen Xu after he came in. It was not a casual glance before. His indifferent eyes fell on Wen Xu.
People staring at him like this can't help feeling like falling into an ice cave. Wen Xu is no exception. His expression can't help but be a little stiff.
"Madam Shao or Madam Fu."
If Fu Fengcheng is a young lady of the Fu family, lengsa is the young lady of the Fu family.
If Fu Fengcheng is only Fu Fengcheng, lengsa is Mrs. Fu.
Wen Xu was silent and looked up at Fu Fengcheng.
But everyone present could see that he was under great pressure. Fu Yingcheng glanced at his hand holding the handrail and shook his head in his heart.
It seems that this so-called Pro brother is not a fuel-saving lamp. My father wants to say goodbye to my brother before he admits it.
One in the hall was dignified and even breathless. Lengsa looked at it, and the people suddenly chuckled.
Qingyue's laughter broke the stagnant air. Lengsa held Fu Fengcheng's hand and said with a smile, "the visitor is a guest. How can you be so indifferent to the guest? It will scare people."
Fu Fengcheng looked up at lengsa, and the cold and Su breath all over him disappeared without a trace.