Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 122 Long Yue’s Invitation (one more)

  Leng Sa took Lan Jing out of the gate, and there was already a car parked there waiting outside, the one that Fu Fengcheng gave her earlier. Although Leng Sa dislikes black and seems too calm and old-fashioned, there are not many colors that can be selected in today's cars, and it is still somewhat clumsy. Even if it is painted with a wind (crab) color, it is estimated that it will only look more earthy. silly.

  In contrast, black is a color that is more friendly to all models.

  The car window opened, and you saw Fu Fengcheng sitting in it, looking at her calmly.

   Lengsa took a meal, "Why are you here?"

  Fu Fengcheng said lightly, "Long Yue asked Madam to go riding a horse, so naturally he invited me. Why? Madam, what's your opinion?"

   "..." Leng Sa looked at him silently.

  Long Yue invites a man to ride a horse, why on earth is it asking someone in a wheelchair? How did Long Yue grow up so much that he hasn't been beaten to death?

  "Get in the car, time is almost up." Fu Fengcheng obviously didn't feel any trouble, but instead urged Leng Sa to hurry up.

  Leng Sa shrugged, okay, you don’t care what I have to care about?

  Long Yue and others have not yet reached the time to hold the power, but after all, they are not idlers and cannot stay in Yongcheng for a long time.

  After the newlyweds returned home, the few people who went to the surrounding area also came back immediately. Marshal Long hadn't forgotten about Lengsa riding a horse, so he sent someone to send an invitation card early this morning.

  Some play, Leng Sa will naturally not refuse. Anyway, after these few days are over, she will have to go to school to study hard to test credits, and it is not easy to play what she wants.

   "Madam Shao." Yuan Ying came out of the driver's seat and nodded to Leng Sa.

  Leng Sa smiled at her, "Thank you, let's go." After saying that, he walked to the driver's seat and got into the car with his head down.

  Lan stood quietly by the car, and stepped back silently. Leng Sa looked at Lan Jing in surprise, didn't he want to follow him in the past? Why are you not in the car now?

  Lan quietly ducked her head and hid beside Yuan Ying in frustration.

  Leng Sa suddenly understood, and looked back at Fu Fengcheng who was sitting in the passenger seat, and gave her a look of "I can't help it".

  Lan Jing has long since become a group of buns, wherever she dared to follow, even if Fu Fengcheng sat in the front and back seats were empty.

  Lan Jing firmly felt that Fu Dashao's eyes were a bit cold when she looked at her just now. She must have felt that she had neglected her duty and expressed dissatisfaction with her.

   Leng Sa smiled, and asked, "Where is Xu Shaoming?"

   "Behind." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

   Leng Sa put his head out and said to the two people standing outside, "Xu Shaoming is behind, if you want to go, take his car."

  Lan Jing was overjoyed and happily took Yuan Ying to find Xu Shaoming behind.

  Leng Sa started the car and headed out of the city. She knew that there was a horse farm not far from Yongcheng, but she had never been there.

   "You can ride a horse?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

  Leng Sa looked at the road ahead without squinting, and raised his chin proudly, "Master Leng is omnipotent."

   Fu Fengcheng faintly glanced at the woman who claimed to be the master in front of him, "That's right, the lady can shoot and drive, so what's the point of riding a horse?"

Leng Sa grinned and said: "Master, anyway, do you really want to know why I do this? Why always try? If I accidentally get scared, I might just drive the car over to the side of the road. ."

  "How do you know that I don't want to know?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

  Leng Sa turned his head and glanced at him, "I don't know, just guess it."

  While driving coldly, I complained about this car from performance to color to appearance.

  Fu Fengcheng looked complacent, "What does the madam mean by this?"

"you guess."

   "I guess you don't want me to buy you another car factory?" Fu Fengcheng said.

   Leng Sa chuckled lightly, “Of course it’s okay if all young and old have this handwriting, but... forget it.”

  Fu Fengcheng seemed to be a little interested. "Why don't you forget?" Fu Fengcheng felt that after these few days, he understood a little bit about his newlywed lady's love for money. He has lived for more than 20 years, and he has really never seen a woman show his love for money so arrogantly.

   Leng Sa sighed, "I will feel guilty if I have collected too much from you. I will feel that I will be struck by the sky and thunder if I have any benefits." Lord Leng is so kind.

   "So..." Fu Fengcheng said lightly, "You just don't want to share the benefits with me." Guilt or something is pure nonsense.

"That's what I said." Leng Sa looked at Fu Fengcheng with a little surprise, "Young Master, compared to you, I am an out-and-out pauper. Even if another twenty years pass, there may not be any real benefits to you. of."

   Fu Fengcheng chuckled lightly, “It’s okay, even if my wife gives me a dollar, I’m happy too.”

  Leng Sa's hand holding the steering wheel shook slightly, this dog man...

   Fu Fengcheng's voice on weekdays seems too cold and ruthless, most of the time it seems that there is no slightest emotion. But if he wants to, it can be very attractive, such as now.

  Leng, who felt he was being slapped, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed forward with a roar.

  Xu Shaoming, who drove behind them, looked at the car that suddenly rushed away, with different moods.

  Among them, Xu Shaoming is the most relaxed.

  He just said, how could Mrs. Dayo drive so smoothly and normally? How does Bubiao deserve her so cool car skills?

  However, remembering that his experienced car skills are not as good as Mrs. Shao, who rarely touches cars, Xu Shaoming feels particularly depressed.

   "Adjutant Xu, hurry up. Madam and Young Master have gone far away."

  Xu Shaoming speeded up silently to follow.

  In the horse farm, a few people in horseback outfits handed the horses up and down from their horses to the staff of the horse farm to walk the horses to and from the field by themselves.

  While walking, Shen Sinian couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Long, why do you have to ask Fu Fengcheng's wife to ride a horse?" The point is, you don't need to ask his wife for a ride, why do you even ask Fu Fengcheng to make an appointment with him?

  Shen Sinian felt that he could already imagine the awkwardness of the scene.

  Long Yue casually said: "Just make an appointment if you want."

  Zhang Jingzhi frowned, "You never thought, maybe Madam Fu can't ride a horse?"

Xiao Nanjia stood beside Xiao Yiran with a smile on her face, obviously in a good mood, "There are not many girls who can ride horses now, especially in the south. Long Shao, don't you want to teach Fu yourself? Madam, right?"

  Long Yue turned his head and glanced at Xiao Nanjia lightly, but ignored her words and looked at Zhang Jingzhi, "She can ride a horse."

  "How do you know?" Xiao Yiran couldn't help asking, he had such a good relationship with Fu Fengcheng, he didn't know that Leng Sa could ride a horse.

  Long Yue glanced at everyone, and naturally said: "If she can't, why should she agree?"

  "..." seems to be the case, but it's not necessarily true, right?

   Song Lang touched his chin and smiled: "I think Shao Long is right."

  The others all looked at Song Lang, and Song Lang smiled, “How can a person who shoots a good arrow not be able to ride a horse?”

  "..." This reason is even more nonsense. Is there any necessary connection between the two?

When   Leng Sa waited for the people to arrive, the others were sitting and drinking in the rest area off the court. Xiao Yiran was the first to see them coming, and seeing Leng Sa walking beside Fu Fengcheng couldn't help whistling. Mrs. Dayo's dress today is really exceptional...beautiful.

   attracted other people to look at it together and also got a cold eye knife from Fu Fengcheng.

   "By the way... Brother Fu's luck is really good." Song Lang couldn't help but said.

   Temporarily changed his fiancée, and his brother didn’t want the change. But in the two rare encounters between them and Leng Sa, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Miss Leng's Third Miss is by no means inferior to Zheng Ying.

  If you must say something, what Fu Sishao disliked should be the Leng family’s family background. After all, Leng Jia really couldn't give Fu Sishao any help now.

  Zhang Jingzhi smiled and nodded, "Indeed."

  Everyone is a serious person, just admire it after being amazing, and naturally won't stare at Leng Sa endlessly. If you really got into Fu Fengcheng, the consequences would be very troublesome.

  Xiao Yiran smiled darkly and glanced at the crowd, “You better not annoy this young lady, you won’t have good fruit if you get anxious.”

  Shen Sinian rolled his eyes, "Oh? What inside story does the third prince know?"

  Xiao Yiran closed her mouth immediately, "Don't talk, don't talk."

  Although everyone was curious, Fu Fengcheng and Leng Sa were already close to the front, so naturally they couldn’t ask any more questions.

   "Brother Fu, Mrs. Younger and Younger." Everyone stood up to say hello.

   Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly, still looking stern, but he waved and smiled friendly, "Sorry for being late, everyone has been waiting."

  Xiao Yiran smiled, "We have just been here for a while, the young lady first sit down and have a cup of tea?"

  Leng Sa shrugged and said, "I want to see the horse first rather than drinking tea."

"Why don't I take my wife to choose a horse?" Song Lang said with great interest, "I still have a bit of research on horses." The Song family is in the northwest. Song Lang grew up on horseback since he was a child. The horse has research.

   "Then thank you Master Song."

  Xiao Nanjia suddenly said, "I will go with you."

  Xiao Yiran glanced at Xiao Nanjia, but saw that she didn't even look at herself at all, sighed softly in her heart and didn't say much.

  Xiao Nanjia and Song Lang got up and walked towards the stable with Leng Sa.

   Xiao Yiran, who was left behind, saw that Fu Fengcheng had been staring at the direction where the three people were leaving, and couldn't help but ridicule, "Is this Miss Leng?"

   Fu Fengcheng glanced back at him faintly, "Are you so boring?"

  Shen Sinian said with a smile, "How can it be said that it is boring? We just stayed in Yongcheng for a few days to celebrate Brother Fu’s wedding."

   Fu Fengcheng didn't appreciate it, "What are you doing for, I know in my heart."

  The smile on Shen Sinian's face suddenly froze, he twitched the corners of his mouth and closed his mouth.

  He hates getting along with Fu Fengcheng because of this. This person will not be much older than them next year, but his eyes always seem to be able to see through the world. Sometimes I felt uncomfortable after being swept a few times by him. I really don't know how the Fu family's young lady got along with him.

  God is jealous of the beauty.

  Other people’s concerns are obviously not here. Zhang Jingzhi looked at Shen Sinian with a smile, "Brother Sinian has anything else important?"

   "..." Ma's! This is also a nuisance!

  (End of this chapter)