Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 82 She is professional in beating (one more)

   "Good evening." Leng Sa obviously didn't feel that he had done anything excessive, and waving his hand to Fu Fengcheng in a happy mood was regarded as a greeting.

  Fu Fengcheng's gaze rested on her for a long time without speaking, and Leng Sa looked down at herself with some doubts. Speaking of conscience, except for the lack of sleeves, her dress is really not revealing. After all, this year is not without sleeveless dresses, but there are not so many famous ladies who dare to choose to wear in the public.

   "Leng Mingyue, you are not brave." Fu Fengcheng said lightly, and his voice couldn't hear the joy or anger.

   Lengsa blinked his eyes and looked at Fu Fengcheng with surprise, "No, you care about this? Doesn't it look good?" He said that he was in a good mood and walked around Fu Fengcheng, feeling very good about himself.

  "This is my most satisfied set of dresses in the past few years. Boss Fang is too violent to make dance gowns. I think she will definitely achieve something if she designs dresses." Leng Sa sighed.

  Jing Shu needs such a talented and aesthetically advanced designer.

   "So, you did it on purpose?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

  Lengsa nodded and admitted generously, "I am."

  Fu Fengcheng slightly pursed his lips and looked at her without speaking, as if waiting for her to explain.

Leng Sa said frankly and confidently, "Isn’t I going to be the wife of the Fu family? How can the dignified Master Fu family marry an obscure little transparent? I’m doing this for you, Fu Shao. And, conscientiously tell you what you think Am I not good looking?"

  Dare to say that it is not good-looking, and blow his head!

  Leng Sa still clearly remembers this stinky man mocking her for being a man-in-law. Is there such a good-looking man-in-law in this world?

   Fu Fengcheng stared at her for a long time, then finally chuckled and nodded, "It's really beautiful."

  This is definitely not a compliment, but the truth.

  There are many beautiful women in this world, but they are so beautiful...the only one in front of them is unique.

Obviously she is a young girl who has just turned eighteen, but unlike those who are always proud or shy or quiet, the girl in front of her can always attract people's attention in an instant, like a pulsating cold flame, Gorgeous and enchanting, but if you want to surround her to absorb that touch of warmth, you will find her cold and distant, as if she is close and far away.

  Fu Fengcheng looked at her, his eyes gradually deepening.

   Leng Sa raised his chin in satisfaction, "You can admit that I look good, what else is there? It's okay. I'm going to the prom."

  "Prom? What are you going to do?"

   looked at him in surprise, "Of course the dance is dancing. You don't even know that there is a dance after the annual school celebration party, right? Until 12 o'clock in the evening."

  "Don't go." Fu Fengcheng said coldly. He was obviously startled as soon as he said his words, as if he didn't understand why he said such words.

  What does Leng Sa go or not have to do with him?

  Leng Sa leaned over and got closer to him, stretched out his hand and grabbed a petal from the rose in his hand and blew it away. The faint fragrance of roses stayed at her fingertips, making her mood better. Leaning against Fu Fengcheng, he smiled affectionately, "What do you think? Is it jealous, why should I listen to you?"

  Fu Fengcheng's eyes were cold, and he raised his eyes to stare at a distance of only a few feet from him, like a woman whose breath can be heard.

  Pinching her delicate chin with one hand, Fu Fengcheng said in a calm voice, "Leng Mingyue, if you dare to let another man touch you, I will kill you."

   "..." Who will kill first, who doesn't know, Leng Sa has no sense of crisis in his heart.

   Fu Fengcheng seemed to see what she was thinking, and smiled, the rose in his hand swept across her snow neck softly and said, "Even if I die, you have to stay with me."

  I don't know whether it was his cold voice or the rose in his hand, so Leng Sa couldn't help but slapped his spirit, feeling that he was about to be aroused with goose bumps.

   "It's tiring to pretend to be a normal person?" Leng Sa whispered in his ear, "Fu Shao, who else do you want to kill?"

  Madan! Hold on! Can win!

  If you encounter snake essence disease, you must not counsel!

  Fu Fengcheng's eyes seemed to have no temperature in an instant. If he hadn't been able to see his eyes clearly under the light, Leng Sa would have thought that what he saw was a pair of black holes. A chill couldn't help but jumped up from her back, she...like, probably, maybe, really got a snake disease? And it looks pretty sick.

  Post-traumatic stress disorder? Schizophrenia? Or is it a natural anti-social personality?

   Just when Leng Sa wondered if they were going to stand in a stalemate here all night, Fu Fengcheng suddenly laughed again. The laughter was low and sweet, as if it was going to get into people's hearts. He suddenly stretched out his hand and dragged Leng Sa into his arms, resting Ying's chin on Leng Sa's shoulder, and the voice sounded low in her ears, "Leng Sa, you provoke me."

  "What are you doing?!" Madam Fu's voice rang out from behind her in a very corrupt manner, instantly piercing the weird atmosphere under the banyan tree.

  Ms. Fu walked towards this side with a cold face, followed by Zheng Ying and Fu Yucheng.

  Leng Sa calmly stood up straight and turned to face Madam Fu, and she saw Madam Fu’s indifference with a look of disgust. Leng Sa didn't care, and even shrugged in a good mood. She didn't think there was anything wrong with Madam Fu's dislike of her, after all, she had never liked this dignified and graceful lady.

  One does not want to be a good mother-in-law, and one does not intend to be a good daughter-in-law, why bother?

  "Madam, good evening." Leng Sa nodded to Madam Fu with a decent smile.

   Madam Fu's face is still ugly, "What were you doing just now?"

  Leng Sa looked back at Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting behind him, and muttered three times in his heart: Dog men are unreliable. Just about to speak, I heard the voice of Fu Fengcheng, "Mother, Mingyue and I have something to say."

  Ms. Fu sneered, "If there is anything you can't say properly, look at what you are doing? In broad daylight, I really am... shameless!"

  "Shameless?" Fu Fengcheng seemed to have heard something funny, and suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Leng Sa's wrist and pulled him. Leng Sa was wandering around the world, unexpectedly he was dragged by him and immediately fell into the wheelchair. Fu Fengcheng seemed to be prepared long ago, holding her waist with one hand to make her sit firmly.

  "Fu Fengcheng!" Leng Sa was furious, but he was blocked by the warm thin lips before he finished speaking.

"Well……"

do not move!

  Leng Sa opened his eyes in astonishment, and saw these two words in the cold eyes.

  "You, you guys!" Madam Fu's voice was trembling. No matter how Leng Sa looked at her, she couldn't help but want to pray for her. I hope Madam Fu has no heart or blood pressure problems.

  Fu Fengcheng clasped one hand around Leng Sa’s waist, and held her wrist with the other, “How can unmarried couples cultivate relationships, so they don’t know how to shame? Then what is in Miss Zheng’s belly?”

   "..." This guy is really worried about Zheng Ying and Fu Yucheng. What is a big man doing with such a small belly? See how generous and easy this lady is? When you encounter shit, you should go around and stay away. Is it possible to step on it? No, step on a lot of feet.

  Ms. Fu finally was so angry that she could hardly breathe, trembling, she was helped by Fu Yucheng, who was also full of anger, to retreat.

  Suddenly quiet under the banyan tree, even Xu Shaoming didn't know where he went.

  Leng Sa still sits still, and then regrets to find that although she is sitting on Fu Fengcheng's lap, someone seems to be taller than her.

   "You can get up." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

  Leng Sa had ten thousand alpacas running wildly in his heart.

  "Is my tofu delicious?" Leng Sa asked with gritted teeth.

   Fu Fengcheng's eyes flashed slightly, "It's okay."

   "Very good." Leng Sa sneered, and hit someone's abdomen with a punch, then took off and took a few steps back.

  Even a person like Fu Fengcheng who had been rigorously trained since he was a child was stooped by this punch.

  Leng Ye said that she was professional in beating people.

  In the past, people who dared to eat Leng Ye’s tofu will have grass growing on their graves.

A ray of blood spilled from Fu Fengcheng’s lips, and Leng Sa slightly squinted his eyes and looked at him condescendingly, "Fu Dashao, I advise you not to die. Next time... I don’t guarantee that you will regret your life in this life. man."

   Fu Fengcheng slowly sat up straight, and seemed to finally relieve the pain. Looking at Leng Sa for a long time, but there was no sense of anger on his face, a smile overflowed slowly on his lips, and then he laughed seriously.

   Leng Sa looked at the man who was holding his forehead in front of him and grinning with a weird expression. This neuropathy seemed to be different from the blue fox, and it looked like he didn't beat him well.

  Silver Fox has never been a considerate person, so it has never had the will to talk to human beings who cannot communicate. Wang Tian rolled his eyes and said, "Laugh slowly, see you later." After speaking, she turned decisively and left. She couldn't really kill Fu Fengcheng, so what else could she do without leaving? Miss Leng San was not without anger in her heart.

  "Big...Big young?" Xu Shaoming, who got out of nowhere, looked at Fu Fengcheng, who didn't know why he was laughing, would he be really crazy, right?

  Fu Fengcheng raised his head, the smile on his face gradually faded, but he was still in a good mood.

  He raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from his lips with his fingers. Fingertips gently rubbed the bright red blood, as if there was a faint fragrance and residual temperature on it.

   "Big... big and young, would you like to ask the doctor to see it?" Isn't the big and young being injured internally? "

   Fu Fengcheng glanced at him lightly, as if looking at an idiot.

  Xu Shaoming also felt like an idiot, but he could only sigh in his heart, and couldn’t help saying, "Young Master, you just..."

"how?"

  "Miss Leng, there is also Mrs...." For a while, Xu Shaoming didn't know what he wanted to say, but he always felt that what the young man did tonight was not quite right.

  Could it be...just to make Mrs. Zhan Shao cheaper? Bleeding with a punch, it's not cheap at all.

   "Let people look at her."

"Who?"

   With cold eyes falling on him like a knife, Xu Shaoming’s expression reads respectfully and speechlessly, "Yes, big and young."

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  　　　　　Sa: Hemp egg! Hold on! Can win!

  　　 A Ling: I used to think so too.

  　　 Lanlan: I used to think so too.

  　　　　Sa: You two are not strong enough (to Nangong), and the other is not enough (to Lu Xiaosi), and you are not worthy of thinking with Master Leng at all!

  　　 Aling/Lanlan: This guy is so good to be beaten, crush her!

  (End of this chapter)