Be Good Chapter 142: Night visits to the boudoir have a beautiful view

"Heh, I want to see, where did you find such a man!" Mrs. Fu sneered, grabbed her son and walked in, "Go, don't talk nonsense to them."

There is reluctance in Fu Zhuo's eyes, he really likes Feng Jinyue.

"Mother, I don't want to call off the engagement." She hugged Fu's mother's arm and pleaded.

Seeing that her son still wanted to get entangled with this whimsical woman, Fu's mother immediately pinched her waist and said, "Fu Zhuo, I'm not willing to make you mad. I promised you before to go to Feng's house to ask for marriage. You knelt for a day and a night, and now people dislike you for being dirty, so you still want to beg them?"

"If you dare to look for her again, you won't have my mother in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Fu's mother left angrily, Fu Zhuo hesitated for a while, and looked at the position where Feng Jinyue and the others were standing just now, but found that there was no one there.

Feng Jinyue was expressionless, stiff and indifferent.

Looking at Feng Jinyue's face, Yuan Changhuan understood that she is now ashamed and just wants to turn around with self-respect.

Let her pull him away.

"Yueyue, it's not worth being sad for this kind of man."

"Actually, I understand everything, but I can't help it."

Feng Jinyue actually didn't expect that there would be a day when she would be trapped by love, but when love came, she couldn't avoid it.

"Yuanyuan, in this era, is it true that there is no such thing as a couple for life?"

"Are all men cheating?"

"I always thought that Fu Zhuo's rigid temperament would be an exception, but I didn't expect that he was not exempt."

For some reason, Xie Ci appeared in Yuan Changhuan's mind after hearing Feng Jinyue's words.

If I told Xie Ci that there would be a couple for the rest of my life, would Xie Ci give up on her?

Obviously he wanted him to give up, but when he thought of this possibility, Yuan Changhuan felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

For several days, Yuan Changhuan stayed with Feng Jinyue in Fengyue Tower.

On the eve of Jiji, Madam Yuan forbids her to run around, and stays in her room quietly waiting for the Jiji ceremony tomorrow.

The setting sun was setting, and Yuduan was applying cardamom to her young lady's nails, which were as beautiful as the snowy moon.

Chatted casually, "Miss, has Miss Feng recovered a little recently?"

"It seems that the spirit is good, but the person is thin like a circle." Yuan Changhuan sighed, "Now I am almost skinny."

The door of the room was knocked open suddenly, and a tall and tall figure walked quickly, "Sister, what's wrong with Miss Jinyue?"

"Brother, why didn't you knock on the door, you scared me to death." Yuan Changhuan said angrily.

"Yueyue, it's not that playful man Fu Zhuo, who actually took in two rooms after getting engaged, and Yueyue broke off the engagement with him."

"I'm thinking about waiting for tomorrow and after the tea ceremony is over, I'll find some time to give Fu Zhuo a sap..." Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Changhuan saw his brother rushing out the door.

"Hey, brother, where are you going!"

"I'll go out for a while!" Yuan Changhuan said, and his figure disappeared in a hurry.

Yuan Changhuan didn't see his brother's clenched fists suddenly and fiercely, he just thought that he had something important to do suddenly.

Looking at the sky outside, Yuan Changhuan yawned, "It's time to take a bath and go to bed."

Soon there was only a little yellow light left in the room. Yuan Changhuan lay on the soft pillow, and rubbed the middle with his fingers painted with bright red cardamom along the sides of the plumpness.

Outside the misty gauze tent, the tall and gentle man watched for an unknown amount of time.