Chapter 534 Si Fuqing is the lover [2 updates]

Mr. Yu is optimistic about this marriage.

It is rare that a daughter from a big family would not dislike Yu Xiheng’s legs and would be willing to marry the Yu family.

It’s still a thousand-year-old family!

What a great honor this is?

Before, Mr. Yu didn't even dare to think about being able to get close to the aristocratic family.

"We intend to be busy with T18." Mrs. Feng smiled slightly, "If she gets married in the future, she may be running outside all day long."

The appreciation in Mr. Yu's eyes became even stronger: "It doesn't matter, it proves that she is capable, and it is very difficult for girls to enter T18."

As one of the two giants in the international intelligence community, T18's style is stronger than zero, but it is undeniable that it is powerful.

Yu Xiheng's legs cannot be worn, and he just needs such a girl to protect him.

In this way, Mr. Yu can rest assured.

"Then wait until your intention is empty and let the two children meet." said the middle-aged man, "You still have to let the young people chat on their own."

Mr. Yu nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, both of you think very thoughtfully."

After chatting for a few more words, the middle-aged couple checked into the guest room under the butler's arrangement.

Yu Qishan then pushed Yu Xiheng in.

"I'm back, that's right. I've found a good girl for you." Mr. Yu coughed a few times, with a majestic expression. "It's the young lady of the Feng family. She is 27 years old this year, only one year younger than you."

"It's just that she's still on missions recently. When she's free, you two will meet."

Yu Xiheng closed his eyes without any movement, and the words "No."

"Miss Zhaoyi has a staffing position in T18 and is a search officer." Mr. Yu had expected this answer, but he didn't care. He continued, "T18 is a giant in the intelligence industry. It is said that the chief is a big shot in Liberty. If he can get into this relationship, it will also be helpful to your future career."

Yu Xiheng was still light: "Not suitable."

"What's wrong?" Mr. Yu finally got angry, "Miss Zhaoyi's job, character, figure, and appearance are good, where is it not suitable?"

Feng San who could hear clearly: "..."

The job is very inappropriate.

How can a person with T18 be suitable?

Isn't this a fight to meet?

"Okay, I'm not asking you for your opinion, I'm notifying you." Mr. Yu said coldly, "You are almost thirty years old, and everyone of your age has gotten married and had children. If you have achieved some success, I won't urge you, but what can you do?"

He ran outside all day long, not even went home, and even found out that person at celebrity banquets, so he made the Yu family a joke for nothing.

Mr. Yu pushed Feng Zhaoyi's information to Yu Xiheng, and his expression faded: "By the way, if this marriage is completed, you will marry into the Feng family and have a child in the future, so you will definitely have the surname Feng. You should take a good look."

"You know your physical condition yourself. If you miss Miss Zhaoyi, can you still expect a girl to like you?"

This sentence made Yu Xiheng open his eyes.

But at this moment of looking at each other, Mr. Yu only felt that he was shrouded in an extremely terrifying aura.

His body felt numb, like falling into an ice cellar.

Yu Xiheng closed his eyes again: "Feng San."

He was born into a royal family and family affection was nothing to him.

The eighteen sons who fought for the throne had long taught him what cold-blooded and ruthlessness is.

In the era before the Daxia Dynasty, it was a time of great struggle. If you don’t fight, you will die.

So after he endured humiliation for another two years, he took the initiative to attack and firmly controlled the throne in his own hands.

After a thousand five hundred years, because the times have changed, he restrained his sharpness and calmed down.

The only things that the Yu family made him think of were Yu Tang and Yu Qishan.

Others are nothing to him.

Feng San responded and immediately pushed the wheelchair out, ignoring Mr. Yu at all.

Seeing Yu Xiheng leave, Yu Qishan frowned and found an excuse to go out.

After a while, Mr. Yu came to his senses and was very angry: "It's just a mess!"

"I've said a long time ago that you're looking for tricks for him, worrying about this and that, you're all hot-faced and cold-blooded." Mrs. Yu said coldly, "Miss Zhaoyi's condition is more than enough to match a member of the royal family of the Duke of Mouston, and he doesn't even look down on him."

If Yu Yao and Feng Zhaoyi had not had a big age difference, this good marriage would not have been Yu Xiheng's turn.

Mrs. Yu said sarcastically: "And even if this marriage is really done, with his unfamiliar temperament, what kind of help can the Yu family bring to him?"

This sentence was said to Mr. Yu's heart, and he was silent for a moment: "Who made Miss Zhaoyi fall in love with his face? He will see him even if he doesn't see him. Look forward to him. Don't let Miss Zhaoyi leave Sijiu City before she has time."

**

Here, outside the Yu family’s old house.

The two brothers tacitly did not mention blind dates.

Yu Qishan glanced at the watch on his wrist: "Xiaojiu, it's getting late, let's go pick up Tangtang."

Yu Xiheng nodded.

"But you are indeed not young anymore." Yu Qishan said caringly, "It's time to start a family, and you don't have to feel inferior because of your legs. In the eyes of those who really like you, this is not a problem."

Yu Xiheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and when he thought of Si Fuqing, he often used this sentence to comfort him, his eyes softened a little.

He smiled faintly: "It's too early."

Yu Qishan suddenly stopped and didn't react: "What?"

A few seconds later, he came back and became excited: "Xiaojiu, do you already have a goal?"

Yu Xiheng smiled softly, Buxu Buji: "Sweetheart."

The three words are simple, but they express all the feelings.

Yu Qishan couldn't help but take a breath: "That's a good thing. Which girl? How old is she? The identity doesn't matter. What's important is that you like, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I said I'll bring the Civil Affairs Bureau to you, and I will kill you first and then report. Dad and the others can't say anything."

Yu Xiheng held his head: "It's 19."

Yu Qishan was shocked and blurted out: "You are beast!"

Feng San's mouth twitched: "Mr. Qishan..."

There is no need to say that.

"No, no, age is not a problem." Yu Qishan also realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly made up for it. "What about this little girl? How does she feel about you?"

"The revolution has not been successful yet." Yu Xiheng's eyelashes drooped, "I still need to work hard."

It's much harder than fighting.

On the battlefield, he has at least countless strategies and abilities.

But when he met Si Fuqing, he seemed to have no idea how to deal with many things, so he could only learn from scratch.

From practice, he learned well, but he still has room for improvement.

Yu Qishan comforted him: "Xiaojiu, it's okay, don't be discouraged, as long as she doesn't dislike you, I heard that the Ghost Hand Tianyi has appeared. As long as you have good luck, your legs will definitely be able to recover."

Yu Xiheng nodded, and there was no explanation.

Thirty minutes later, the three arrived at Xiada.

Yu Tang was already waiting at the school gate, and she waved excitedly: "Uncle, Uncle Ninth!"

Feng San opened the car door and asked Yu Tang to go up.

"Tangtang, have you ever fallen in love in college?" Yu Qishan told the story of what happened today, "Don't go on blind dates like your ninth uncle to find a partner."

Yu Tang was shocked: "Uncle Jiu is going to go on a blind date?"

"Yes." Yu Qishan teased her, "You will soon have Aunt Jiu."

It's about the same age as you.

Yu Tang held it all the way until she arrived at the restaurant. Taking advantage of Yu Qishan's ordering dishes, she found an excuse to sneak into the toilet and dialed Si Fuqing's mobile phone number.

"Tangtang?"

"Qingqing, something is not going well!" Yu Tang lowered his voice, "My uncle ninth is going to go on a blind date!"

"At this age, I'm going to have a blind date." Si Fuqing was lazy, "What are you doing with fuss?"

Yu Tang was so angry that he couldn't make a comeback: "Qingqing, can you accept my uncle's blind date?"

Si Fuqing said, "Why can't you accept it? I can accept it very well, so I don't have to find a girl for him. I'm not saving any trouble."

Yu Tang got stuck: "What if he succeeded in a blind date and reduced your salary?"

Si Fuqing immediately woke up: "No!"
To be continued...