ke hers. The day before yesterday, Fuyan wore a new Chinese-style long dress with a knitted cardigan on top, and today Shen Wei wore something similar.She remembered that Shen Wei wasn't this style wh...Song Qing霜 would never fail to hear the sarcasm in Du Xinrui's words. Ever since Huo Jingshu got married, she had been feeling sullen and bitter all day. Who wouldn't be in a bad mood

"My sister, Yan Yan, is so capable! She didn't even have a boyfriend before, and now she's engaged in the blink of an eye. She's just naturally talented, none of us can learn her skills."

Fù Yán wrinkled her brow and hurriedly tugged at her sleeve in a silent plea, but it was too late.

There is no wall that wind cannot penetrate. Huo Jingshu's sudden engagement to Fu Jing left everyone wondering what was really going on. The Huo family almost knew the truth, but they chose to keep it under wraps.

Huo Jing's face flushed red and then pale, she was so anxious that she almost cried.

At this time, Old Master Huo spoke in a deep voice: "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the child!"

Her gaze swept towards Song Qing霜, Song Qing霜's heart skipped a beat as she realized she had made a grave mistake. She glared at Du Xīnruì, who gave her a contemptuous smile in return.

Fu Jing's gaze fell on Fu Yan's complexion, which was not good. He patted Huo Jing's hand and said, "Didn't you say you were tired"

Huo Jing's heart warmed. She thought Fu Jing was still angry with her for forcing him to get married, and had even prepared for a cold war. Unexpectedly, he started to care about her now.

She nodded in surprise.

“I’m also tired, you all do as you please.” Old Master Huo stood up with his cane. “Azheng, come with me.”

Elder Huo has passed away, and the people from the fifth house dispersed one after another. Fu Yan accompanied Song Qing霜 back to Biéyuan, and on the way, she warned her: "Fourth aunt is shrewd and cunning, you can't compete with her."

She said, “You say I have experience All I’ve ever been involved with are two other men: your father and your Uncle Ho. How can that be experience”

Fu Yan gave her a pat on the back and soothed her, "Alright, alright, don't be upset. You'll get wrinkles if you keep frowning."

Song Qing霜 loves beauty, this trick really worked.

"It's so late tonight, don't leave now." Song Qing霜 grabbed her hand and realized that her hand had been cold all night.

Time flies, it's almost eleven. Fu Yan didn't drive, at this hour, how far would she have to walk to catch a ride Coincidentally, Song Qing霜's car was in for maintenance, and she wouldn't want to borrow one from the old house.

Song Qingshuang said again, "I've been lying around too much lately and my back hurts. Can you give me a massage Your hands are just right. When Liu Jie massages me, I want to cry."

She finally persuaded her to stay.

At night, Song Qing霜 fell asleep. Fu Yan returned to her own room and was just about to lie down when a WeChat message came in on her phone.

She opened it.

I'll be waiting for you outside Bie Yuan. I want to talk to you.

Fu Yan pinched her phone tightly, it was Fu Jing.

She got up and walked to the window. She pulled open a crack in the curtains and, as expected, saw someone standing outside on the first floor. They were straight and tall under the shade of the trees. Just as she looked out, Fu Jing seemed to sense it and looked back at her.

Their eyes met, and with a sudden sound, Fu Yan hurriedly pulled the curtains shut.

My brother-in-law, you should rest early. We don't have much to talk about.

Fu Jing didn't reply, he should be back.

Fu Yan lay on her pillow, closed her eyes. After a while, her WeChat vibrated. She had a feeling it was Fu Jing. When she opened it, she was right.

If you don't come out, I'll just keep waiting here outside. saw it with his own eyes and remembered it in his heart. Before leaving, he instructed Luna to cook some delicious meals for her, pay more attention to the tea she drank daily, and avoid giving her f...