Chapter 339： The wealthy wife's Shura Field (58)

Just when Fu Yue was teasing the cat.

A maid trot over and reported to Fu Yue: "Madam, someone from Su Mansion came and took a letter, saying that it was Master Su who asked you to go back."

Fu Yue: "?"

"Did you say what's the matter?"

The maid shook her head and said honestly: "No, I just told you to go back."

Fu Yue didn't care, so she tidied up at random and went back, anyway, she was in a panic.

After returning to the Su Mansion.

Su's father uncharacteristically asked Fu Yue Xihan warmly, and he didn't know what to say. Fu Yue didn't bother to take his words, so she smiled perfunctorily, and the atmosphere was once extremely embarrassing.

Of course, only Su's father had this feeling unilaterally.

Mother Su, who had always been in her room on weekdays, also came out. She carried a plate of beautiful pastries and walked to Fu Yue in small steps, put the pastries on the coffee table, and then began to cry, her words were full of weirdness. I'm sorry Fu Yue.

Fu Yue: "..."

Did this family take the wrong medicine today?

After comforting Su's mother a few times, Fu Yue lowered her eyelashes and said lightly: "Does mother have anything else to tell me? If not, I will go back to Qi Mansion. Me."

Mother Su continued to cry, and then changed the subject, "Chiyue, it seems that you still refuse to forgive your mother...Didn't you like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake the most? I made it for you today. Would you like a bite?"

Fu Yue originally wanted to refuse.

But seeing Mother Su was about to cry again, she felt her brain hurt, and silently slandered why the woman was so annoying, and then nodded helplessly, "Well, I'll try it."

The woman raised her hand and took a piece, put it in her mouth and took a bite.

...The taste is not bad.

She ate the whole piece.

Wiping her fingers with a clean handkerchief, Fu Yue stood up. As soon as she was about to go, she felt dizzy, the world turned around, and her eyes turned black.

With high heels under her feet, Fu Yue could hardly stand steady. The curled and thick eyelashes blinked slowly, and her body fell softly, her vision gradually blurred and distorted.

Before closing his eyes, Fu Yue saw a face that was still familiar.

Eyebrows are like ink painting, pale and elegant.

It's Sheng Jinghua...

Why is this person in Su's house?

Fu Yue's last reaction before fainting was, TMD, the ship capsized in the gutter, and she was calculated by this person.

What a shame!

The elegant and clear man reached out his hand to support Fu Yue's body, and then took her away. With thick black eyelashes down, Sheng Jinghua glanced at Father Su who was not far away, and said lightly: "Mr. Su don't have to worry, Sheng will naturally abide by the agreement."

Father Su nodded slowly.

When Sheng Jinghua took Fu Yue away.

Mother Su really started crying, she didn't dare to blame Su father, but kept sobbing: "My late life is too bitter, and I don't know if Patriarch Sheng will treat her well... I do this. Mother, I'm sorry for her."

Father Su scolded: "What nonsense, if you really feel sorry for her, how can you agree to put medicine in the cake? Now who is doing it fakely!"

Su Mu Naily wiped her tears with a handkerchief, without refuting.

Perhaps out of self-comfort, Father Su slowly said: "We don't have to worry too much about Chi Yue. It is the same man, I can see that Sheng Jinghua really likes her."

A calculation flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, then he raised his hand and patted Mother Su on the shoulder, "You gave me a good daughter."