Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 37 Losing Friends

   "Oh, do you need help?" Two heads protruded from the balcony upstairs, looking at Fu Fengcheng who was sitting on the ground enthusiastically. Fu Fengcheng raised his head and glanced at the two people above who were obviously gloating, and their expressions became more and more gloomy, "No, use it."

  "Really no need?" Xiao Yiran leaned on the balcony and asked with a smile.

  Fu Fengcheng squinted slightly, and a very compact gun slipped into his palm with a move of his cuff.

  Raising his finger to the person on the balcony, Fu Fengcheng's eyes were full of murderous intentions.

  Xiao Yiran immediately retracted his head, and the Wei Changxiu next to him would be much more elegant, "Well, it's the prince, if you really slaughter him, it is still very serious."

  The two quickly disappeared on the balcony. After a while, when the two appeared behind the flowerbed one after another, Fu Fengcheng had already sat back in the wheelchair.

  Xu Shaoming stood on one side and bowed his head, completely afraid to look at Fu Fengcheng's cold expression.

  Xiao Yiran was still holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and couldn’t help feeling, “If you want me to say, your luck is still very good. Lost the sesame seeds but picked up a watermelon. My sister-in-law is much more interesting than the one from the Zheng family.”

  Wei Changxiu nodded in agreement, "The premise is that his mouth is so cheap that he will not be beaten to death by Miss Leng."

Xiao Yiran couldn't help but laughed out loud, "I said, Fu, what do you think? Even if you haven't chased a girl before, you can't be so frustrated? You have to ask me more about this, and I tell you... it doesn't matter. How old is a girl? First, you can't say she is old, second, you can't say she is ugly, and third, you can't say that she is not feminine. You say that other girls are not feminine. Tell a girl that a man...er..."

  Looking at the cold muzzle in front of him, Xiao Yiran swallowed and raised his hands to express surrender.

  Wei Changxiu, who was too lazy to bother about the convulsions, looked at Fu Fengcheng, "Do you really plan to marry that Miss Leng like this?"

   Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "What's wrong? I look like this. The old man asked me to marry a girl from Leng's family already for me."

  Wei Changxiu sighed lightly and frowned at him, "Is it really impossible to cure it? I'm looking for someone to go abroad to get a few famous doctors, but it will take some time."

  Fu Fengcheng didn't care, "Zhang Zixu and Donald personally diagnosed it."

Wei Changxiu's brows tightened, and Xiao Yiran frowned. "The imperial doctors in the palace were scattered among the people over the years, and some orthopedic masters have been missing. I will send you a list later. People look for it."

  Actually, all three of them knew that the chance was not great. Fu Fengcheng had found all the doctors who could be found when Fu Fengcheng was injured, including all the doctors who came out of the palace.

  The palace also sent the imperial physician who is still serving in the palace to Yongcheng, but it is a pity that no one can save Fu Fengcheng's leg.

   Fu Fengcheng's expression was indifferent, "Let's talk about it."

  The two also knew that he did not want to talk about this topic, so they changed the topic tacitly, "What does your fourth old man want to do?"

   "Can't you see it?"

  Chief Wei Xiu said: "I can see it, I find it strange. It is natural that he wants to get ahead when you are injured, but this... method, he came up with it himself?" Robbing his own brother's fiancée really can't figure it out.

   also offended the Leng family. Fu Yucheng thought that if the Leng family had fallen, he could just let him step on it?

  The old man from the Leng family has lived for decades, and he has eaten more salt than he has eaten rice. What kind of people can wait?

  These days Fu Yucheng has been passed on as a joke by the entire southern six provinces. He would not believe it if he said that he did not have the handwriting of the old man from the Leng family.

  Not to mention...offended Fu Fengcheng.

   Fu Fengcheng was just injured, but not dead. Fu Yucheng was in a hurry to get out of his head, stepping on his own brother's body, he was not afraid of falling to pieces.

Xiao Yiran tweeted, "The girls from the confidant's family under Fu Dujun's command are either the wrong age or they are already married. To say...now the most suitable for the future Fu's wife in the six southern provinces, it is really only the Zheng family's girl. Yes. The Zheng family is in control of the entire six provinces in the South."

  Just looking at one point, Fu Yucheng was willing to be inferior to his father. Not to mention how heroic and heroic Fu Dujun was when he was young, but only to say that Mrs. Fu's family is not a famous family. How many skills can you rely on your wife's superiority?

  Wei Changxiu disagrees, "Who owns the money bag is not in the hands of Governor Fu." Today it can be the Zheng family, and tomorrow it can be the Wang family.

   "Fu Yucheng would not think so." Xiao Yiran said.

  Wei Changxiu snorted and looked at Fu Fengcheng, "What are you going to do? Just let him do whatever he wants?"

   Fu Fengcheng raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

   "Well, let me take care of my business." Wei Changxiu smiled, "You can figure it out, I will leave Yongcheng in two days. You will come back when you get married at the end of May."

  Xiao Yiran also said: "Me too, I want to go back to the capital."

   "No delivery."

"By the way, please tell Madam Fu for me. Don't bother. I will let her back from Feng's family tomorrow." These days, Madam Fu has been trying to get him to release Feng's family, but it is a pity that there is no support from Governor Fu. Even the Overseer's wife can't do much.

  At least, I can’t move him, Chief Guard.

  "You are so good to talk?" Xiao Yiran was a little surprised.

  Wei Changxiu looked at him with a smile and did not answer. Xiao Yiran only felt the cool breeze above his head and shut up decisively.

  The Three Princes have always been at the lower end of the food chain.

The    dance party lasted until 11 o’clock in the evening, and Xu Shaoming still drove the four people back to Leng’s house. Sitting in the returning car, Leng Sa suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Leng Mingshu all night tonight.

  The previous three aunts seemed to say that Leng Mingshu would go to Fu's house with Xiao Haoran?

Master Leng Er and Mrs. Two are also attending this kind of banquet for the first time, to deal with all kinds of people who want to come up for relationships or to inquire about the news. They are too late to pay attention to Leng Sa and Leng Feng. Where can they be distracted to take care of them? Leng Mingshu also looked blank.

  Leng Feng said: "I saw the fourth sister, and the fourth sister was with Zheng Xian of the Zheng family and was talking to Zheng Ying."

   "Huh?" Zheng Ying is Xiao Haoran's white moonlight, but Xiao Haoran asked Leng Mingshu to get acquainted with Zheng Xian and Zheng Ying?

   "That Xiao Haoran seemed to know someone from the Zheng family, and the fourth sister was with Zheng Xian all night." Zheng Xian also said that his sister was ill-informed, although Leng Mingshu did not say it along with him, but he did not refute it.

  The second wife didn’t care about Leng Mingshu, and ignored Xu Shaoming, who was driving in front of him. She pulled Lengsa and asked in a low voice, “Yue’er, this wedding date is set like this? Why am I... a little flustered.”

   Leng Sa comforted her, "Anyway, the marriage is booked, don’t you have to get married sooner or later?"

  Xu Shaoming's hand holding the steering wheel shook: Miss Leng is too casual, right?

  The second wife gave her daughter angrily, "Can this be the same?"

  "Okay, mother." Leng Sa leaned on the shoulder of the second lady, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart. Think about it, I am a sister-in-law, but I started later than my sister-in-law, is it appropriate?"

Mrs.    sighed and rubbed her eyebrows, "Fall, I also see that this matter is not our turn to call the shots. I'd better worry about your dowry."

   Leng Sa rubbed the second lady's shoulder, "Thank you."

  The second lady raised her hand and patted her head, a little sad, "Mother, why are you working hard? As long as you are doing well."

   "We will all be fine."

   "Well, my sister is right!"

  (End of this chapter)