Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 96 Unmatched (one more)

  Lengsa When a group of people were having fun in the villa, the Fu family was also busy with the upcoming marriage of the two young masters.

  Ms. Fu, who was nearly ill because of Fu Yucheng's distress and Leng Sa, also personally took care of her son's marriage. Both are biological sons. Naturally, Mrs. Fu can't favor one or the other, at least it can't be seen from the face that she favors one or the other.

   Fu Yucheng helped Madam Fu to sit down, and Madam Fu let out a sigh of relief: "The time is still a bit rushed, and it's almost all the time, and I can breathe a sigh of relief."

   "You have worked hard." Fu Yucheng stood beside Madam Fu thoughtfully and filially, holding her shoulders. Madam Fu closed her eyes slightly and smiled: "Who else can mother do for you? Have you seen your brother-in-law?"

  Fu Yucheng nodded and said, "I went to meet the third sister and brother-in-law with Ah Ying in the morning. My brother-in-law said that Qizhou had been flooded recently and General Chi could not go away. Let me apologize to my father and mother for him."

Mrs. Fu paused slightly, "Business matters are important."

   "That's what I said." Fu Yucheng smiled, "Mother, don't worry. Ah Ying and I will take care of these trivial matters. Ah Ying also visited a few guests who came in advance in the past two days."

  Fu Yucheng remembered the cold Sa that said that he would not even bother to intervene in his wedding, and he was sure of the correctness of his original choice. What good is a woman like Leng Sa no matter how beautiful she looks?

  To marry a wife is not only to be beautiful, but also to have a good family background, but also to be virtuous and capable to be a virtuous helper of the husband.

Mrs. Fu frowned and said, "I heard that Princess Chaoyang would not see Ah Ying?"

  Fu Yucheng's face also darkened, and he nodded, "Yes, the three princes said that Princess Chaoyang had motion sickness and was unwell."

   Madam Fu sneered, "How did I hear that Princess Chaoyang and the third prince went to celebrate their birthdays for the girl from the Leng family today?"

   "What?" Fu Yucheng was taken aback, he really hadn't heard the news.

Madam Fu glanced at him and sighed lightly, "You usually pay attention, don't always stare at An Ying. Today is Leng Mingyue's eighteenth birthday, and Fengcheng took her to the villa for her birthday. Not only that, but the few who came to Yongcheng in advance have also passed."

   Most of the people who will come to Yongcheng in advance are young people. They have their parents to support them, and the time is relatively a lot. Naturally, they will not come on the wedding time like Governor Liang. After all, Yongcheng is also the political, economic and cultural center of the six southern provinces in the developed metropolis, and it is worthwhile for young people to spend a few more days.

   "How many Long Yue and Zhang Jingzhi?"

Mrs. Fu looked down and said, "There are also two sons from the Song family in the northwest and the Shen family in the southwest."

   Fu Yucheng slightly escaped from Madam Fu’s hammering hand, and then whispered after a while, "They and the eldest brother are old acquaintances."

Mrs. Fu snorted softly and said, "Yu'er, you must deal with these people in the future. Do you understand?"

   "Son understands." Fu Yucheng nodded.

Mrs. Fu nodded with satisfaction, and said in a kind and gentle voice, "Since it is Leng Mingyue's birthday, you, your brother, should also show up. Take Aying with you."

  "Mother..." Fu Yucheng hesitated. He didn't want to come to Fu Fengcheng and Leng Sa on his own initiative, let alone think that Leng Sa was celebrating his birthday.

   Mrs. Fu patted his arm and said, "Go, go and see, how is your elder brother's relationship with these people, and how you get along."

   "Yes, mother."

  It was already afternoon when Fu Yucheng and Zheng Ying arrived outside Fu Fengcheng’s villa. A little sweat came out of Zheng Ying’s delicate and light makeup face when they got out of the car.

  It's about to enter the June day. It is the hottest time in Yongcheng every year, and Zheng Ying is pregnant again at this time, naturally, it is not lightly hot.

  Fu Yucheng looked at Zheng Yingqiang's exhausted appearance, very distressed, "Ying, thank you very much."

  Zheng Ying smiled reluctantly, "What is the hard work to say? Isn't this all what I should do? Miss Leng will be my sister-in-law in a few days, and coming to celebrate her birthday is also what I should do."

   Fu Yucheng snorted softly, "If it wasn't for my mother to ask me to come, I wouldn't..."

   "Okay, it's all here, let's go in." Zheng Ying interrupted his dissatisfaction.

All the servants of the villa knew Fu Yucheng, and they quickly let people in to inform them.

   After a while, they opened the door and the two of them led in. Fu Yucheng felt a little dissatisfied. He was Fu Fengcheng's own younger brother, but he had to wait outside the door and wait for Fu Fengcheng's permission to enter.

  It's just that this villa is Fu Fengcheng's private property, and Fu Yucheng can't say anything no matter how dissatisfied it is.

  "Four young masters, please here." The servant took the two of them all the way to the back of the villa.

   Fu Yucheng was a little puzzled, "Big brother, what are they doing behind?"

   "Miss Leng and Marshal Long are playing in the shooting range at the back."

  "Shooting?" Zheng Ying was a little surprised.

  "The major changed the small garden behind the villa into a shooting range. When he came back, he would also go to play, but it was the first time there were so many guests." The servant laughed.

  Followed the person leading the way all the way to the back. As soon as he approached, he heard cheers and applause from inside. After turning around a large flowerbed, I saw everyone on the shooting range ahead.

  Fu Fengcheng was sitting at a table with a large parasol on the sidelines, and on the opposite side were Xiao Yiran, Xiao Nanjia, Shen Sinian and Zhang Jingzhi. The five people were drinking tea while watching the other three people playing in the court.

  Long Yue Song Lang and Leng Sa stood side by side in the court, and Xu Shaoming stood on the side as the referee.

  The three of them are holding a bow in each hand, the arrows have been wound, and there are already several arrows on the target erected in front.

   "Miss Leng, come on!" Xiao Yiran turned to look at the three of them, and whistled.

  Song Lang glanced at Long Yue with interest and Leng Sa who was standing beside Long Yue, "You two, you are welcome." The words fell, and the arrow in Song Lang's hand had been shot out.

  The next moment, Long Yue next to him also released his arrow.

  It’s just that the arrow didn’t go towards his target, but towards the direction Song Lang’s arrow shot.

  Swish!

  Almost at the same time, Leng Sa also released an arrow.

  The three arrows collided in mid-air, and finally all landed.

  Song Lang chuckled, and again drew two arrows from the side to put them on the bow, and smiled provocatively at Long Yue.

  Long Yue raised his eyebrows, "Miss Leng, how are we working together?"

   Leng Sha laughed crisply, "Is it a guest, isn't it appropriate?" Although they said this, the movements of the two of them were not slow, drawing arrows, hitting strings, and opening bows at the same time.

  "Miss Leng is still upright and upright." Song Lang laughed, and when he released his bowstring, the two arrows shot out at the same time.

"Whizzing!"

  This time, four arrows were shot on the same target. Song Lang's two arrows were in the center of the red heart, and Long Yue's arrow was in the middle of Song Lang's two arrows. Although Leng Sa's arrow was also in the middle of the red heart, it was a little bit off in the end.

   Leng Sa frowned, and sighed helplessly, "I lost." He put the bow in his hand aside.

Long Yue and Song Lang also stopped, Song Lang looked at Leng Sa with a little more admiration, "Miss Leng is not used to this bow, right?" I thought it would be good to draw the bow with Leng Sa's strength. Unexpectedly, it not only pulled apart but also shot quite accurately.

  The most rare thing is that this Miss Leng loses or wins or wins. It is quite simple and neat, unlike many girls who always like to play coquettish nonsense as a girl at this time.

  But after all, it's not a girl who specializes in this, and her arm strength is definitely not as good as that of a man. After a few arrows, Leng Sa's accurate head was a bit worse than before. If he continued forcibly, he might be injured.

  Long Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at Leng Sa, “I didn’t expect Miss Leng to be a sharpshooter. You are not used to this...I wonder if you are interested in playing something else?”

   "What does Marshal Long want to play?"

  Long Yue gave a low laugh, his gray-blue eyes flashed with a faint light, "How about this?"

Leng Sa glanced at the gun in his hand, then looked back at Zheng Ying and Fu Yucheng, who were standing not far away looking at them, and smiled, "Forget it, it's not good to scare pregnant women. And... I rarely play with them. These."

  This is not a lie. She has rarely played guns or bows since she was in this world. If you want to restore the level of the silver fox in the previous life, you still have to practice hard.

Song Lang looked at the two of them, "Miss Leng should take a good rest, arm... don't hurt." Song Lang has grown up on horseback and is skilled in arching horses. It is natural to see that Leng Sa is both accurate and posture. Very good, but obviously neglected to exercise.

  But...the future can be expected.

  "I have a chance, I hope I can discuss with Miss Leng again."

   Leng Sha laughed, “It’s easy to say that Young Master Song has excellent archery skills, and his marksmanship must also be very powerful.”

  Song Lang smiled and pointed to Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting not far away, "If you want to talk about marksmanship, you have to talk about Brother Fu and Marshal Long."

   "Oh?" Leng Sa raised his eyebrows slightly and looked back at Fu Fengcheng.

  Song Lang smiled and said, "Ms. Leng doesn’t know? Brother Fu and Marshal Long were in the capital back then, and they always took turns first in shooting."

   "Marshal Long and Fu...Fengcheng have worked together?" Leng Sa was a little surprised.

  Long Yue said calmly: "Generals everywhere will choose to send their children to the guards of the capital to serve."

"I see."

  The three people in the talking room also walked to the side table side by side, and Fu Yucheng and Zheng Ying had already recovered and walked over.

  Xiao Yiran stood up to greet her with a slight exaggeration, "Miss Leng wears Yang in a hundred steps, she is really a hero of the female middle school, admire and admire her."

   Leng Sa rolled his eyes at him, "The third prince is praised, I lost."

  Xiao Yiran smiled and said authentically: "The two of them are as powerful as a cow. You and them are the advantage of their arm strength, which is not counted."

  Shen Sinian also smiled, “It’s indeed the two of them who took advantage. Fu Shao's bow here is for men, right.”

   "Although I am not good at these, but Miss Leng's ability is that most men are beyond the reach." Zhang Jingzhi nodded and laughed, apparently agreeing with everyone's words.

  Xiao Yiran raised her eyebrows, "Isn't Zhang Gongzi one of the men beyond reach?"

  Zhang Jingzhi was not angry either, she just glanced at Xiao Yiran and said with a smile, "The three princes are right."

  Xiao Yiran rolled his eyes, he hated getting along with people like Zhang Jingzhi the most. No matter what you say or do, it's like a punch into the cotton.

  Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand to signal Leng Sa to sit down, and asked, "How?"

   Leng Sha laughed and said: "Marshal Long and Marshal Song are superb, I can't match them."

  Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, but knew that Leng Sa did not care about winning or losing.

  Because Leng Sa knew that she would lose to Long Yue and Song Lang not because of her inferior abilities, but indeed because of the inferior physical hardware. This gap is not inevitable. She only needs to give her a period of training to recover. She is confident that she can beat the two of them.

  What’s more, now that she has a gun, even if she can’t win with archery, she’s not a real archer.

   "It's really rare to see a woman with such strength." Song Lang took a glass of water and took a sip, then smiled, "Brother Fu, good eyes."

  Fu Fengcheng slightly raised the tea cup in his hand towards him, lowered his eyes and asked Leng Sa softly, "Are there any injuries?"

  Leng Sa raised his arm and moved it, "It's okay."

  Fu Fengcheng nodded. Fu Yucheng, who was left hanging aside, couldn't bear to say in a deep voice, "Big Brother."

  (End of this chapter)