When Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng returned to the Fu family, Xiao Yiran followed him naturally, saying that he would naturally visit General Fu when he came to Yongcheng. After arriving at the Fu family, Xiao Yiran really went to see General Fu. However, Fu Fengcheng did not follow him but went back to his yard with Leng Sa. Obviously, he was not interested in what Xiao Yiran and General Fu were going to say.

Leng Sa is really not optimistic about the marriage between Xiao Haoran and Leng Mingshu.

No matter how you look at the Xiao family, they don’t seem to be serious about marrying their daughter-in-law. Not long ago, they were planning to break off the engagement. It took only how long before they had sent someone to propose marriage, and the wedding date was still arranged so close.

However, it is impossible for the Leng family to listen to her opinions, and even Leng Mingshu would not listen to her. In Leng Mingshu's opinion, Leng Sa's stopping her from marrying Xiao Haoran was not for her good, but more like she was jealous of marrying a good family.

Leng Sa sat on the swing and sighed softly.

"What are you thinking? I'm in a bad mood?" Fu Fengcheng pushed the wheelchair and looked at her and asked.

Leng Sa got off the swing and sat down on the stone bench next to him, "I was thinking about the marriage between Leng Mingshu and Xiao Haoran."

Fu Fengcheng said: "There is nothing to imagine. The Xiao family wants to break off the engagement, which proves that the Leng family is no longer of great significance to them. Even if the emperor and Xiao Yiran put pressure on it, this marriage is meaningless."

Leng Sa said: "So, why did the old man have to marry Leng Mingshu to Xiao Haoran instead of someone else? Where did he get the confidence with the current strength of the Leng family, what benefits can he get from the Xiao family?"

Fu Fengcheng shook his head, "If you don't want this marriage to be completed, it's very simple."

Leng Sa certainly understood what he meant. There were many ways to stop the marriage, and it was not only the Xiao family who could decide.

Leng Sa thought for a while and shook her head, "Forget it, since the old man insisted, they will do it themselves. I also want to know...what the old man wants to do."

"Then why is it in a bad mood?" Fu Fengcheng asked at her, Leng Sa smiled, "I just feel that... Leng Mingshu, it's a bit sad to be treated as a chess piece."

"This is her own choice." Fu Fengcheng said without caring.

"The Leng family educated her like that, but she actually had no other choice." Leng Sa sighed softly.

Human thoughts are very stubborn, especially those cultivated from childhood to adulthood.

Even if there are a thousand roads in front of you, Leng Mingshu, who is bound by the Leng family's education, may only choose that road. Some people in this world will feel rebellious, but more people choose to indulge.

Except for the unforgettable pain, nothing can awaken them. Before this, any persuasion and advice were heresy in their eyes.

Fu Fengcheng said: "So, the lady is not like the one educated by the Leng family at all."

Leng Sa smiled, "So, Master Fu doesn't look very much like the rest of the Fu family."

Everyone is free-range. The Fu family produces ordinary people who are mediocre and useless, but Young Master Fu has grown up vigorously and is indeed not very similar to other people in the Fu family.

But then I thought about it again. Governor Fu was born into an ordinary business family. He had been to a private school for several years since he was a child. He had never attended a university, nor had he studied at a military school. He developed the six southern provinces today based on his passion and ambition when he was young. He was also a self-taught genius. It seemed that he was very similar to Young Master Fu.

Fu Fengcheng said: "So... my wife and I are born with each other?"

"..." Leng Sa stared at Fu Fengcheng without saying anything for a while. Fu Fengcheng was a little puzzled, "What are the madam looking at?"

It depends on your personality collapse.

Leng Sa leaned over and approached Fu Fengcheng, staring at his handsome face with some curiosity and carefully looked at him, "Why do I think you are talking a little strange today."

"What's strange?" Fu Fengcheng asked calmly.

Leng Sa said: "Always say something strange, it doesn't fit your Master Fu's style at all, okay?" She would think this guy is flirting with her.

"..." I don't want to speak anymore.

Fu Fengcheng stepped back, turned his wheelchair and left.

Leng Sa was left in place and blinked quickly for a few moments, and was puzzled, "Are you unhappy again?" What's going on with this guy today? Why did he feel up and down?

"Mrs. Young Master, are you angry?" Lan Jing came over with a plate of fruit, lowered her voice and asked carefully.

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows, "How do you know?"

Lan Jing compared her face, "I saw it when the eldest young master just entered the study, and his face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping."

Although it is said that Mr. Fu's temper became gloomy and violent due to injury, the legend is a legend after all. At least Lan Jing and Yuan Ying came to the Fu family for several days and didn't feel how bad Mr. Fu's temper was. At most, it was just a stranger to do so.

But... this does not mean that Lan Jing will not be afraid when Young Master Fu is unhappy.

"It's okay, there are always a few days a month." Leng Sa said calmly.

"Are you sure?" Lan Jing asked.

Leng Sa hesitated for a moment, "It should be... right?" I didn't hear anything today that made Mr. Fu unhappy. Could it be because of Xiao Yiran?

Leng Sa walked into the study with a plate of fruit. Xia Wei'an and Xu Shaoming were standing in front of the desk, and were frozen by the low pressure of Fu Dashou and the cold ice spit out of his mouth as if two small animals trembling in the wind.

Seeing Leng Sa come in, Xu Shaoming winked at her frantically, "Madam, please help me."

In fact, Young Master Fu was quite elegant when he got angry. He neither slapped the table and cursed his mother like Governor Fu, nor threw things like Mrs. Fu, nor would he hit people.

But as long as you stand there and be staring at him with cold eyes, and listen to his cold and emotional voice, it will make most people want to dig a hole in the spot and bury themselves.

Leng Sa stood there a little hesitated, should she just withdraw as if she hadn't seen Xu Shaoming's call for help. After all, she didn't guarantee whether Fu Fengcheng would turn the gun to her. If Fu Fengcheng got angry at her, would she do anything?

Fu Fengcheng, who was talking, paused when he saw Leng Sa. Just when Leng Sa was about to slip away, he heard Fu Fengcheng say, "That's all, go and do business."

Xu Shaoming and Xia Wei'an breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but Xia Wei'an acted more obscurely.

Xu Shaoming looked like he was amnesty, quickly pulled the documents on the table, pulled Xia Wei'an and ran out.

“…”

The study room is quiet.

Leng Sa looked at the empty study room, then at the study room behind him, and hesitated to take a step back.

"If you have something to do, come and talk." Fu Fengcheng lowered his head and looked at the documents in front of him and said lightly.

Leng Sa laughed dryly, "It's okay, I just ask if you eat fruit?" I left if I didn't eat it.

"Take it."

All right.

Leng Sa sighed in her heart and walked over with a fruit plate.

While secretly complaining in his heart, he listened to Lan Jing's encouragement to see why Fu Fengcheng was so stupid.

He put the fruit on the table and pushed it towards Fu Fengcheng, "Here, eat it. Washed."

Fu Fengcheng glanced at the sweet smell of fruit on the table without saying anything. Leng Sa felt that the atmosphere was simply suffocating.

He simply leaned over and lay on the table, looked at Fu Fengcheng with his chin, "Are you angry?"

"No." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

Leng Sa turned his head and looked carefully for a while, and sincerely suggested, "Do you want to look in the mirror before talking?" Although Mr. Fu is noble and cold in daily life, there is still a little difference between indifference and gloom?

Fu Fengcheng put down the pen in his hand and looked up at her.

Leng Sa looked at him with a smile, without any intention of giving in and fear.

"Madam, I want to know why I'm angry?" Fu Fengcheng asked with his eyebrows raised against the back of the chair behind him.

Leng Sa said: "So, I'm really angry."

"Come here, I'll tell you." Fu Fengcheng said.

Leng Sa stood up and smiled at him, "Do you think I'm stupid?" Now that I'm over, what if this guy sneaks into her?

Fu Fengcheng took a deep breath and said calmly: "Come here, I won't do it."

Leng Sa looked at him suspiciously, but was driven by strong curiosity.

She wasn't really afraid that he would take action, mainly because she wouldn't be happy and boring even if she started fighting.

Others might blame her for bullying others.

When he walked to Fu Fengcheng, Leng Sa squatted down very accommodatingly and said, "Tell me, young master, who made you angry today?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "You."

"Me?!" Leng Sa opened her eyes wide and said dissatisfiedly: "Where did I make you angry?"

Did she not do anything today?

"You don't swear at others, I did nothing today."

Fu Fengcheng was about to speak and suddenly his face changed and fell forward. Leng Sa reacted very quickly and hurriedly held him, "Hey?! What's wrong with you? I really didn't do anything."

"No, it's okay!" Fu Fengcheng leaned on Leng Sa's shoulder, supported the wheelchair armrest with one hand, and gritted his teeth.

Although he said it was okay, Leng Sa could feel the tightness and stiffness of the muscles under her hands, and for a moment it was wet with the sweat on her shoulders and clothes.

"Where is it hurt? Is it your legs?" Leng Sa threw the question aside and asked in a deep voice.

Fu Fengcheng leaned against him, closed his eyes and endured the sudden and severe pain before he said in a deep voice, "It's okay, don't worry."

But the sound was a bit obvious weak, as if it was squeezed out from the gaps of teeth.

Leng Sa took a deep breath, turned his head to the outside and said, "Lan Jing, call the doctor here!"

The next moment, Fu Fengcheng could no longer sit still and fell down from the wheelchair. Leng Sa quickly got up and pressed the back of the wheelchair with one hand, and pulled him back into the chair with the other hand.

When he looked down, Fu Fengcheng was already unconscious.

Even in a coma, he still frowned, and the muscles under his clothes were still tense and even twitching slightly. Obviously, even the severe pain in the coma was still tormenting him.

Leng Sa looked at his sweaty face and couldn't help but feel a shadow in his heart.

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Chapter completed!