Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 97 Take the hand short (two more)

  The original liveliness and harmony seemed to be suddenly mixed with something, there was a pause, but there were no ordinary people here. Shen Si looked at Fu Yucheng and Zheng Ying unchanged, "These two are Fu Sishao and Ms. Zheng?"

   Fu Yucheng's expression was a little stiff, and he nodded and looked at Shen Sinian, "I am Fu Yucheng, this..."

  "The surname is Shen in Xia, Shen Sinian." Shen Sinian's peachy eyes rolled around Zheng Ying before landing on Fu Yucheng, smiling as if he was very kind.

  Xiao Yiran sat back again and snorted slightly indifferently: "Fu Da, don't you give me some introductions?"

   Fu Fengcheng glanced at him lightly, "Don't you know?"

  Xiao Yiran said: "I know, others don't. Fourth Young Master, fortunately meeting. Xiao Yiran is next."

  Fu Yucheng naturally met Xiao Yiran, but he did not know him.

   "The Three Princes."

  Fu Fengcheng raised his head and glanced at Fu Yucheng, "These, Long Yue, Zhang Jingzhi, Song Lang, Shen Sinian...Princess Chaoyang."

  Fu Yucheng also ignored the depression, and greeted everyone one by one. Others naturally wanted to give the Fu family face, and they greeted Fu Yucheng in response. Xiao Nanjia looked at Zheng Ying who was standing next to Fu Yucheng, her eyes a little contemptuous and disapproving.

  Compared to Leng Mingyue, Xiao Nanjia naturally hates Zheng Ying a little bit. Zheng Ying also noticed the look in Xiao Nanjia's eyes, but she didn't know the real reason why Xiao Nanjia hated her, she felt a little sad, but she could only gather her energy to get to know everyone.

  It was suitable for a few people to sit under the umbrella, but suddenly there were a few more people and it suddenly became crowded. Fu Fengcheng said, "Since you don't play anymore, let's go in the house and rest."

  Everyone didn’t care, Long Yue nodded, “I heard that there is a racecourse outside the city. Miss Leng will go to play together another day?”

   "..." Everyone was speechless, what kind of hatred did Long Yue have with Fu Fengcheng? Always pick some activities that Fu Fengcheng can't participate in, even if you come, do you have to invite Miss Leng to go? Those who didn't know thought he wanted to pry others' corners.

   "Marshal Long is invited, must go." Leng Sa laughed.

  Even under the big sun, everyone felt that the temperature had dropped a bit suddenly.

  Everyone talked and laughed and walked to the front hall. Zheng Ying followed Fu Yucheng and watched Leng Sa, who walked calmly beside Fu Fengcheng, in a very mixed mood.

  Just looking at the attitude of Long Yue and others when they get along with her, you can know that these few people have a very good impression of Leng Sa.

  Previously, she was still faintly contented that she was first to associate with the female relatives who came to Yongcheng, but she didn't want to win over these high-ranking young marshals and princes quietly.

  Fu Yucheng's mood is also not very good, these few people obviously didn't see him very much. It seemed that even if Fu Fengcheng was abandoned, his weight as the Fourth Young Master of the Fu Family hadn't changed in their eyes.

  A group of people played until the evening before they got up and left. Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng sent them away, Fu Yucheng and Zheng Ying also followed. The noisy villa quickly restored its former tranquility and looked a little empty.

  Leng Sa lay on the sofa lazily, and couldn't help sighing, "It's gone."

  "You don't like them?" Fu Fengcheng sat and looked at her, raising his eyebrows.

   Leng Sa sat up, put a pillow in his arms and smiled: "If I like them, don't you want to worry?"

Fu Fengcheng glanced at her coldly, and shrugged his shoulders coldly, "Well, it's okay. They are indeed rare young talents, but they are too tired to get along with each other." Don't look at a group of young people who laugh and play freely. Comfortable, but if you really think that you are friends with these people, you know everything about them, I'm afraid you don't know how you died.

  Leng Sa was a little puzzled, "What did you introduce them to me? I don't think your relationship with them is any better, right?"

   "Even if I don't introduce you to each other, they will find ways to find out." Fu Fengcheng said.

   Leng Sa nodded, "Oh, do you have an enemy with Long Yue?"

  Fu Fengcheng shook his head, "No."

   "It's not like it." Long Yue is a bit arrogant, but it is true that Fu Fengcheng is not pleasing to the eye. Of course, Fu Fengcheng is afraid that it is not pleasing to the eye when he sees Long Yue.

"Probably because he lost to me at the party in the capital last year. I don't think I will have the chance to win it back." Fu Fengcheng said calmly. In the past, the match between him and Long Yue actually won each other. More powerful, but he did win the last competition.

  Now that his legs are broken, it is naturally impossible to compete with Long Yue again. Long Yue's temper can't do anything to win a disabled person, so he must be suffocated.

   Leng Sa blinked his eyes, stroked his chin and thought, "Then if... I also beat him, will he explode on the spot?"

  Fu Fengcheng lowered his eyebrows and thought about it seriously, "It shouldn't, at most it's just a little bit of face loss."

   Leng Sa was a little bit interested, "These three young marshals, I think Mr. Song is pretty good."

  Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her slightly, as if asking why.

Leng Sa leaned on the sofa a little lazily, "At first sight, Young Master Song is a man from the northwest. Compared with Young Master Shen, he looks a little too refined. If I don't say anything, I would think he was born in a famous capital like Young Master Zhang. Marshal Long is too sharp and doesn't look easy to get along with. Marshal Song is going to be a lot more generous and free."

   "You have a problem with your eyes." Fu Fengcheng said.

  "What do you mean?" Leng Sa was puzzled.

Fu Fengcheng sneered, "Northwest Song Yu, the governor of Song Yu, has eight wifes and wives, and each of them has a good background. There are thirteen adult sons. Song Lang's mother died young and he can still be a young marshal. You Think he is a nice, generous and free person?"

Leng Sa lightly snorted, and looked up and down Fu Fengcheng, "There are more than a dozen brothers who can sit firmly in the position of young handsome man. Don't you think you should review some of them? As the saying goes, the guns have been shot for the last few years. Is the wave going too far?"

  Although there are many outstanding talents in the children of the supervisors in various places, the two who are really famous are the two Nan Feng Beilong. Although there is no lack of it because Governor Fu and Governor Long are very important in the strength of the entire Anxia, ​​but these two are indeed the most commendable pride of the sky.

   Fu Fengcheng snorted softly, looked at Leng Sa and asked, "Of these people today, who is the most noteworthy?"

   Leng Sa tilted her head to think for a moment, "Zhang Jingzhi, right?"

"How to say?"

   "I almost ignored him." Leng Sa frowned and said in distress.

  For a sniper, this is an extremely dangerous thing.

  Zhang Jingzhi has a handsome face, elegant demeanor, and a famous background who can stand alongside people like Longyue and Fu Fengcheng. The long-sleeved, good-sounding and gentle person is not an introverted person who is not easy to approach. In any way, it should not be an overlooked existence. But Leng Sa noticed Shen Sinian, Song Lang, and even Xiao Nanjia, but he almost ignored this person directly.

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "He is indeed dangerous. I just received news that he will work in the Ministry of Interior when he returns from Yongcheng."

   "His father is the prime minister of the cabinet, and it is only natural that he chose to enter politics." Leng Sa was not surprised.

   "The Zhang family hopes that he will marry Princess Chaoyang."

   "Huh?" Leng Sa was a little surprised, "Zhang family and the royal family are very close?"

   "It didn't exist originally."

  In other words, it has recently started to get closer.

   "But... Princess Chaoyang, didn't you fall in love with you?" Leng Sa said.

  Fu Fengcheng's gaze shot over again like a cold arrow, coldly unhappy, "What? I haven't said you and Princess Chaoyang..."

   "I am not familiar with Xiao Nanjia." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

  "Unfamiliar?" Leng Sa looked at her suspiciously.

  "Not familiar."

   boring!

  Leng Sa was immediately discouraged and returned to the sofa, "So, what do you want to do if you let me see them so early?" She didn't believe it. Fu Fengcheng really just wanted to introduce them to them.

"Knowing early and knowing what kind of people they are is good for you." Fu Fengcheng said, "You shouldn't have agreed to this marriage at the beginning, as long as you get married, you will inevitably be involved in these things. Even if... there are only two. Three years."

  "..." Leng Sa always felt that the phrase "only two or three years" was a bit cold.

  Leng Sa spread his hands, "It's too late for you to say it now, by the way...Others have given me gifts, Fu Shao, where are your gifts?" Thinking of the gifts I received today, Leng Sa's mood began to improve. These famous masters and marshals are naturally not casual, and the gifts are still quite touching.

  A thing was thrown out of Fu Fengcheng's hand. Leng Sa stretched out his hand to catch it but it was a car key. Leng Sa blinked his eyes, "Huh? Really give it to me?"

  "Shen Sinian was sent by a special channel. Since you can drive, you can drive back later." Fu Fengcheng Road.

  "Fu Shao, you are such a good person!" Leng Sa happily flattered, and the smile on his face became brighter and more sincere.

  At the same time, thinking silently in her heart, it was a little futility to receive so many gifts from Fu Fengcheng. However, she is a poor ghost... It seems that she has to find a way to send a gift in return. Otherwise, the meal will be too soft, and I will be embarrassed to confess.

  For Lord Leng, you can skip meals, but people can't refrain from it.

  "..." Miss Leng really brought the essence of the phrase "cannibalism, short hands" to the fullest. If she doesn't squeeze her well, she will be sorry for the money he sent out.

  　 After receiving the birthday gift:

  　　　　　　　　　　　　Sa: Emma’s benefits are too much to receive a bit of a vain, flattery...

  　　 Fu Shao: I was sent a good person card, happy to cut! Of slavery...

  　　So: This gift is not sweet at all!

  (End of this chapter)