Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 63 Wedding Preparation

Watching Shang Feiyun's back, Song Xuan thoughtfully said: "I heard that Shang Feiyun has a son, is it that kid?"

   "Isn't it a younger brother? Axuan, you are not a few years older than others, it is strange to call a child." An Lucy blinked as she looked at Song Xuan. ,

Bai Xi is more interested in gossip, "I have also heard that this Chamber of Commerce is the first to be powerful, even my father and brother have talked about her." The foundation of the Bai family is in the north, if it weren't for Bai Xi in Yongcheng Studying, the relationship with Yongcheng is not very big.

  Song Xuan nodded, “No matter what outsiders say, I think it is difficult for An Xia’s woman to be the head of the Chamber of Commerce and Ms. Zhuo Lin.” These two are not young, but they have never been married. Ms. Zhuo Lin gallops through the officialdom as a woman, and Shang Feiyun is even more involved in the underworld, mastering the Feiyun Club with one hand, and she is indeed a figure that Song Xuan admires.

  Ann Lucy looked at Song Xuan with a smile, "I knew A Xuan would like such a person."

   "I still admire Ms. Zhuo Lin more, if I can ask her for advice in my lifetime." Song Xuan sighed lightly.

  Bai Xi speculated enthusiastically, “Ms. Zhuo Lin also graduated from Anlan University. Would you say that she will attend this school celebration?”

  Song Xuan rolled her eyes, "Don't think about it, Ms. Zhuo Lin went to Ilya for an inspection two months ago, and it will take at least six months to go back and forth."

"Pity."

  Song Xuan didn’t care, “It’s okay, I will go to Yunzhou to work when I graduate!”

  The other three people looked at each other one after another. Song Xuan is the most loyal admirer of Ms. Zhuo Lin, commonly known as a "brain fan."

  After school in the afternoon, I was a little dazed to see Fu Fengcheng's car at the school gate again.

  What's the matter with this uncle? !

  Leng Sa sighed and waved goodbye to them under the watchful eyes of Song Xuan, and walked to the car parked on the side of the road.

   "Miss Leng."

  Xu Shaoming got out of the car ahead of time and opened the door for her. Leng Sa said thanks and bowed his head and got into the car.

  The car quickly started to leave, and Zheng Ying and the others who came out of the school looked at this scene with a little complicated expression.

   "Master Fu is here to pick up Leng Mingyue again." Someone whispered.

  Zheng Ying lowered her eyes and bit the corner of her lips without speaking.

  "Aying, did Fu Sishao say to pick you up today?"

  Zheng Ying smiled, "He is busy these days, and there is a car at home to pick up and drop off every day, so what can I trouble him for?"

   "That's right, now Fu Sishao is different from the past, he must be very busy."

  Zheng Ying smiled and lowered his head slightly.

   "What's the matter with me?" Leng Sa raised his eyebrows and asked Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting next to him, sitting in the car.

   Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "What? Can't you come to Miss Leng if you are fine?"

   chuckled coldly, "It is possible for others, but I think Mr. Fu should not be so free, right? Besides...didn't you just see it this morning?"

  Even if your eldest master is really gone for a day like three autumns, this is only half a day.

  Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly, "I wonder if Miss Leng still remember, we are going to have a wedding next month?"

   "Uh...what's the problem?" Of course, Ji remembers it, after all, she doesn't have amnesia. But what does this have to do with her? Didn’t Leng’s and Fu’s prepare for the wedding? She just needs to wait to be the bride.

   Fu Fengcheng glanced at her lightly, "So, we should go choose what we need for the wedding."

  "What the wedding needs...the wedding dress?!" Leng Sa's eyes shone slightly.

  Every woman has a dream of wearing a white wedding dress, even a woman in a fox den. Although their dreams are usually resolved immediately, for example, five women go together to take wedding photos or something. No groom is not alone.

  But there is still a little difference between dressing and taking pictures and dressing for marriage. The sense of ritual is very important.

   Fu Fengcheng glanced at her, "What are you thinking about?"

   "What's wrong?"

   "Even if the Fu family doesn't mind, are you sure that the Leng family will allow you to marry in a wedding dress?" Fu Fengcheng asked, "Father and mother have discussed with the old lady Leng, and they still hold the wedding according to Anxia tradition."

  "Hey." Leng Sa was a little unhappy, "Marriage is such a big thing, can the elders skip us and make a decision?"

Fu Fengcheng looked at her with a smile, "If you have a ten-day prerequisite, maybe you can still make a decision." Since the wedding date was set, this young lady hasn't asked even a word about the wedding at all. She's so embarrassed. Does someone go directly over her to make a decision? There is not much time left until the end of next month.

   Leng Sa lightly sighed, shrugged and said: "Okay, the old style is the old style. Then what are we going to buy? Wedding clothes?"

  "……"

   "Miss Leng, these two ladies will prepare." Xu Shaoming, who drove in front, said. Although some girls now know how to do embroidery, they are still a minority. Therefore, even in old-style weddings, there are few girls embroidering wedding dresses by hand.

   "Then what are we going to buy?" Leng Sa asked, the key is that she has no money no matter what she wants to buy.

   "Isn't it all about buying a wedding ring to get married now?" Xu Shaoming said.

   Blinked coldly, "Isn't it an old-fashioned wedding?"

The breath next to    suddenly cooled down a lot, and Xu Shaoming immediately shut up and concentrated on driving.

  Leng Sa knows the current affairs very well, “It’s good if you are happy, the past and the modern are in harmony, the old and the new are brought forth, very good, very good.”

  "……"

  The atmosphere was a bit cold, and Leng Sa decided to take a rest first. Sometimes getting along with the young master of the Fu family was more tiring than facing Governor Fu.

  "Shang Feiyun sent you an invitation?" Suddenly, Fu Fengcheng asked.

  Leng Sa, a sharp spirit, opened his eyes and looked at the man staring at him.

   "Yes, you said it was the party in the White Night Villa, you would also go?" Leng Sa nodded and said.

  "Do you know what Baiye Villa is?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

   Leng Sa thought slightly, "It seems to be another courtyard under the name of Shang Feiyun?" Baiye Villa is still somewhat famous in Yongcheng, but there are many people who have heard of it, and there are very few people who have been lucky enough to go in.

  Fu Fengcheng Dao: "Every year people from all over Anxia and even some foreign roads will gather at Baiye Mountain Villa. After all, Yongcheng is the place of Fu's family. I did go there a few years earlier."

  "Are you not going this year?" Leng Sa was a little surprised.

  Fu Fengcheng glanced at her, “This year’s old man gave the fourth post, but...Shang Feiyun asked someone to give me another one in private.”

  It was clear that Fu Fengcheng was originally the representative of the Fu family, but now Fu Fengcheng is abandoned. Although Dujun Fu himself did not express his opinion, it is not difficult to understand what outsiders would think.

  Furthermore, Fu Dujun should and indeed meant to have experienced Fu Yucheng, and then he gave the post to Fu Yucheng. I just don't know whether Dujun Fu knows or not. In the eyes of people like Shang Feiyun, Fu Fengcheng is obviously not just the young master of the Fu family.

   "So, is there any problem?"

  Fu Fengcheng stared at her for a long time, then suddenly smiled, "It's nothing, you can go and see if you like, I'll let Shaoming come to pick you up at that time."

   "Okay, thank you." Leng Sa is not polite. It is an objective fact that she is a poor man without a car.

  (End of this chapter)