Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 152, peace and quiet (one more)

"You..." Mrs. Fu pointed at her with a smile, her face was ashen, but she couldn't speak for a while, and Fu Anyan was too frightened by Leng Sa's actions to speak for a while.

No one spoke in the hall for a long time, and Feng Zhaowu's mourning became clearer and louder.

Leng Sa looked down at Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting next to him. Fu Fengcheng was also raising his head and looking at her calmly.

Let's not mention what the two parties saw in each other's eyes, but in the eyes of onlookers, this scene is the "brow-and-eye" of the naked (crab) naked.

Mrs. Fu's expression became even more ugly.

"Mother, if there is nothing else, we will retire first." Fu Fengcheng said solemnly without giving Madam Fu another chance to attack.

Mrs. Fu was so angry that she couldn't speak, she just stared at the two of them fiercely.

Fu Fengcheng bowed respectfully towards Madam Fu before raising his head and said to Leng Sa, "Let's go."

Leng Sa nodded quickly and took the initiative to push forward Fu Fengcheng's wheelchair and walk out.

She doesn't want to entangle Mrs. Fu with these boring questions. Wouldn't it be good to go back to wash and sleep after running outside all day?

It wasn't until the three of them disappeared outside the gate that Mrs. Fu seemed to finally regain her senses.

"Touch!" The teacup on the table fell to the ground, and Fu Anyan was so frightened that he quickly looked at Mrs. Fu.

Mrs. Fu's face was gloomy, her lips trembling and she said, "Okay! Okay!"

"Mother?" Fu Anyan looked at Mrs. Fu worriedly, but Mrs. Fu quickly calmed down, took a deep breath and fell on Feng Zhaowu, who was on the ground, "Take him down to see the doctor."

"Auntie!" Feng Zhaowu was lying on the ground, and his sobs looked particularly embarrassed and disgusting. Fu Anyan couldn't help turning his head in disgust when he looked at him.

Mrs. Fu lowered her eyes and said, "Go to the doctor to have a look first, and then take care of the injury."

Feng Zhaowu exclaimed unwillingly, "Auntie! You just watched Fu Fengcheng spoil our Feng family so much?! Auntie, you have to decide for me."

Mrs. Fu's eyes were cold and stern, "I said, go back first!"

Being stabbed by her cold and stern eyes, Feng Zhaowu was also taken aback and did not dare to contradict Mrs. Fu anymore. The servant at the door came in and helped Feng Zhaowu get up and carried him out.

"Mother..." Fu Anyan looked at Madam Fu and hesitated.

Mrs. Fu raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, and said a little tiredly, "I'm a little tired, Ayan, you should go back first."

Fu Anyan nodded and stood up, a little worried and said: "Mother, what my cousin just said about the factory..."

"I will handle it." Mrs. Fu said coldly.

"Then I'll go back first." Fu Anyan didn't dare to say more, and turned around and walked out.

Feng Zhaowu's incident was so big, Leng Sa was a little surprised that Mrs. Fu didn't bring it up to Dujun Fu.

I was waiting for Governor Fu to summon them to reprimand them or something, but I didn't expect that until the dead of night, the Fu family would be peaceful, as if nothing had happened during the day.

"It's strange that your mother didn't complain to the Overseer?" Leng Sa lay on the bed with her pillow in her arms and tilted her head to look at Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting while reading.

Fu Fengcheng looked away from the book and looked down at Leng Sa, "What good will it do to the old man when this matter is brought to her?"

Leng Sa blinked, "Shouldn't the Overseer reprimand us for disrespecting our elders?"

Fu Fengcheng let out a low laugh, "Disrespect the elders and the Feng family, which is more important? Mother doesn't want the old man to know that she has done so many things behind his back."

"Don't she know if she didn't tell the Overseer?" Leng Sa asked.

Fu Fengcheng said: "It depends on whether he wants to know, these...obviously he doesn't want to know."

Leng Sa sat up, resting her chin on the pillow in her arms, and said curiously: "My wife and son killed each other, and the Overseer doesn't want to know? Isn't he afraid that the backyard will really catch fire?"

Fu Fengcheng put the book in his hand on the bedside table, "Even if my mother and I really kill each other, it will not affect the overall situation of the six southern provinces. In the old man's opinion, as long as the wife does not intervene in political affairs, the affairs of the Fu family will not be affected. She should make the decision, as long as she doesn't touch the old man's bottom line, the old man will not do anything to her. After all... a husband and wife who has more than 20 years and three children, there is no need for the old man to change his wife unless he has to. "

Leng Sa nodded, "What does the Overseer think of you?"

"If I can't even fight a backyard woman, I deserve to lose." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

Leng Sa understands, "So by analogy, as long as the affairs between you and Fu Yucheng don't affect the six southern provinces, don't take the initiative to make trouble in front of the governor, and don't kill people, he won't take care of it?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Madam now understand who the old man is?"

Leng Sa sighed lightly, "I thought the Overseer was an amiable and good father."

Fu Fengcheng sneered, "He has so many sons and daughters, who is a good father?"

"That's right, if he's good to you, he's definitely not a good father to Fu Yucheng. If he's good to Fu Yucheng, then you certainly won't think he's a good father." Not to mention the few concubines , Fu Dujun probably never thought of being a good father at all.

"You don't seem to be very sad?" Leng Sa looked at Fu Fengcheng.

Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "If he loves every child like his father-in-law, he won't be able to get where he is today."

Leng Sa sighed, "My father loves us a lot, that's just..." He was a little too weak, and he was still afraid of his father when he was nearly half a hundred years old.

Sure enough, everyone has their own difficulties.

Leng Sa quickly put the matter behind him and said cheerfully, "So, even if I swallow the property of the Feng family and his wife, the Overseer won't bother?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "You can say that."

"Oh." Leng Sa narrowed his eyes happily, "I just like to see others in a hurry and can't get rid of me. Then...it must be very beautiful."

Fu Fengcheng watched as he sat cross-legged on the bed in front of him, burying half of his face in the pillow, squinting slightly and rubbing against the soft pillow, like a lazy and alert cat.

The fingers hanging on her side unconsciously rubbed lightly, Fu Fengcheng's eyes fell deeply on the messy hair on her cheek.

"You better be careful." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

Leng Sa looked up at him suspiciously, and Fu Fengcheng said, "If you push people in a hurry, no one knows what means they will use."

Leng Sa nodded, "Got it." The dog jumped off the wall in a hurry.

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "It's getting late, go to bed. Don't you have to go to school tomorrow?"

Leng Sa sighed and leaned back on the bed weakly, "I almost forgot, I have to go to school tomorrow. I've been busy these two days... I didn't feel the joy of vacation at all."

"Then finish your homework early, so you don't have to go to school." Fu Fengcheng has no sympathy for her pain. The **** of learning has never been troubled by learning, and of course he can't empathize with the troubles of ordinary people. .

Leng Sa rolled her eyes and snorted softly, and rolled into the bed.

Fu Fengcheng saw that she really stopped talking, so he picked up the book beside the bed and continued to read.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Fengcheng closed the last page and looked up, seeing that it was already early morning on the clock on the wall.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and then looked at the woman on the other side of the bed who had already fallen asleep. The originally indifferent eyebrows seemed to soften a little under the faint light.

There was a very light laughter in the quiet room, Fu Fengcheng reached out and pulled the thin quilt that had been kicked to one side to cover her, and then turned off the bedside light.

With a soft pop, the room fell into darkness.

In the early morning, Leng Sa opened his eyes in a daze.

What caught my eye was a broad and strong chest, and the whole person was stunned for a moment.

After these days, she has long been accustomed to having one person share half of her bed and the problem of her lack of vigilance and sleeplessness when facing Fu Fengcheng.

But... it's outrageous to wake up lying on someone else's chest, okay?

I don't know what happened, but she put her head on Fu Fengcheng's shoulder while she was sleeping, and when she woke up, she moved her whole face to her chest.

Fu Fengcheng was wearing pajamas when he slept at night, but at this time his neckline was wide open, and the buttons looked like they had been violently torn apart.

She... is she already so obsessed with sex?

Leng Sa couldn't help but wailed in his heart, and carefully pulled away from Fu Fengcheng.

Seeing that Fu Fengcheng hadn't woken up yet, Leng Sa heaved a sigh of relief and reached out his hand cautiously, preparing to fasten the button for him to eliminate the evidence.

Leng Sa was a little surprised to find that there was a scar on Fu Fengcheng's heart.

Actually, Fu Fengcheng's body is far more than this wound. There are many wounds on his shoulders and back, and Leng Sa occasionally takes a glance or two.

But this scar is particularly striking, right at the heart and caused by a cold weapon. If the wound had been deeper at the time, maybe there would be no Fu Fengcheng in this world now.

"What are you doing?" While she was seriously studying the scar, Fu Fengcheng, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her.

Leng Sa shook her hands in fright, and she ripped off a button that had been fastened.

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"Ah...I, I see that your buttons are not properly buttoned. I'm afraid you will catch a cold." Leng Sa said.

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "It rained in the middle of the night last night, and it was quite cold. I'll prepare another quilt in the future. If you kicked the quilt to the end of the bed, come and grab my quilt."

"Ah?" Leng Sa stared blankly at the thin quilt that had shrunk into a ball at the end of the bed.

Fu Fengcheng sat up, stretched out his hand to button up, frowning, "Your clothes were torn by you."

"..." Fu Fengcheng's pajamas were made of delicate silk. Not only did a button drop off, but the collar was slightly deformed by the violent pulling. "I... give you one?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Okay, it's getting late, you should get up."

"Oh." Leng Sa watched with some regret as the coveted landscape disappeared in front of her eyes, and pondered with hindsight: Was she so violent when she fell asleep?