Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 298, the fate (two more)

It was snowing heavily outside, and Song Lang and Mrs. Song Shao were both wearing thick cloaks. As soon as the two entered the door, Lan Jing and Yuan Ying greeted them, "Song Shao, Mrs. Song Shao."

Song Lang glanced at the hall, his eyes paused on Xiao Nanjia, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your family's young master hasn't gotten up yet?"

Lan Jing and Yuan Ying both just smiled and didn't answer the question, they stretched out their hands to take the cloaks of Song Lang and Mrs. Song Shao, "Young Master and Mrs. Young will come down soon, the two of you please have a cup of hot tea first. Warm up."

Mrs. Song Shao is a young woman in her twenties. Her facial features are deep and bright, and she seems to have some exotic blood. Her complexion is not as fair and delicate as that of the ladies and wives in the capital and Yongcheng, but with a healthy color that often basks in the sun. She is slender and graceful, even in such a cold winter wearing a gold-red short jacket, a pair of long leather boots, and a short knife inlaid with gorgeous gems hanging around her waist, she still looks slender and tall. Not at all bulky.

Song Lang was tall, but she was only half a head shorter when she stood beside Song Lang. Although there is the bonus of high-heeled leather boots, it is enough to see that Mrs. Song Shao's stature is enough to look down on the group.

"Why is Princess Chaoyang sitting here?" Mrs. Song Shao asked curiously.

Xiao Nanjia was in a bad mood, even worse when she saw Mrs. Song Shao who came in holding hands with Song Lang, "Why am I here with Mrs. Song Shao?"

Mrs. Song Shao raised her eyebrows slightly and raised her chin to reveal a meaningful smile, "Oh, right? I heard that Princess Chaoyang came to visit Mrs. Fu Shao early in the morning. This is too warm."

Xiao Nanjia was instantly flushed with anger. She came early in the morning and sat here until ten o'clock without seeing anyone. As soon as these two people came, the girl from the Fu family said that the young master and the young lady will come down immediately.

How dare this savage and rude woman laugh at her!

Song Lang took Mrs. Song Shao to the other side and sat down. Lan Jing and Yuan Ying quickly served hot refreshments.

Song Lang said lazily, leaning on the sofa, "Your family's young master is really lazy. It's really outrageous to let her princess sit here and wait."

Mrs. Song Shao tilted her head to look at him, "Didn't Princess Nan Jia come to see Mrs. Fu Shao?"

Song Lang gave a low laugh and didn't answer. He successfully got an elbow from his wife and groaned, looking at his wife helplessly.

"It's really not as diligent as Song Shao." Fu Fengcheng's voice came from the other side. There was an elevator next to the hall that went straight upstairs. It could be seen that the receptionist really thought about Fu's situation.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Fengcheng looked at Song Lang coldly.

Song Lang ignored him, and smiled coldly at Fu Fengcheng's side, "Young lady, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Leng Sa said with a smile, "Of course I'm fine, I just don't know... How is Young Master Song?" Last time, Fu Fengcheng sued him for a black case, but he wasn't cleaned up by his wife, right?

Leng Sa had seen the woman sitting next to Song Lang long ago, and at one glance Leng Sa felt that she and Mrs. Song Shao would definitely have a topical conversation. The two looked at each other and both saw the same message in each other's eyes and couldn't help but smile at each other.

No need for Song Lang's introduction at all, Mrs. Song Shao stood up and walked over to Leng Sa and extended her hand, "I'm Huo Yao, nice to meet you."

"I'm also very happy, I'm Leng Sa." Leng Sa shook hands with her with a smile, Mrs. Song Shao looked down at Leng Sa's fair and slender hands and raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, "Have you practiced?"

She heard Song Lang say that Mrs. Fu family's marksmanship is good, but now it seems that not only is her marksmanship good.

Leng Sa said, "I have practiced a little."

"Go back to practice?" Huo Yao said.

"Okay." Leng Sa readily agreed, seeing her so cheerful, Huo Yao was even happier.

She grew up in the northwest, and for the people in Beijing, it was a remote and wild place. Yesterday, I also met some ladies in the capital. Although those people flattered her on the surface, they couldn't hide the contempt and disdain in their eyes.

Huo Yao herself felt that the delicate young ladies were very annoying. She originally regretted coming to the capital with Song Lang, but Song Lang said that Fu Fengcheng's daughter-in-law was very interesting, so she endured it.

It was really interesting to see it today.

The two of you had a good chat with each other, while Fu Fengcheng and Song Lang looked at each other, feeling a little complicated.

The mood of Xiao Nanjia, who was completely left out, was not complicated to describe.

Unbearable, Xiao Nanjia stood up, "Fu Shao, Mrs. Fu Shao, this is how you treat guests?"

The hall was quiet for a while. Huo Yao and Leng Sa, who were having a pleasant conversation with their new friend, both stopped and turned to look at Xiao Nanjia.

Song Lang and Fu Fengcheng, who didn't want to chat, also looked at Xiao Nanjia, but their eyes were a little disapproving.

Leng Sa was very hypocritical and polite, "I'm sorry, Princess Chaoyang. I accidentally talked too much and I neglected you." He glared at Master Fu again, "I'm talking to Sister Huo Yao, you Can't we entertain guests?"

Being affected for no reason, Master Fu gave his wife a deep look, "What's the matter with the princess?"

“…”

Song Lang played with the dagger in his hand with great interest, expressing his interest in watching Fu Fengcheng lively.

Xiao Nanjia likes Fu Fengcheng and the others have known for a long time, but Fu Fengcheng has always been polite to this proud Princess Chaoyang, and the Fu family is not interested in the royal family.

It didn't matter at first, but now Fu Fengcheng obviously has a soft spot for his partner... What a big Shura field.

Huo Yao frowned, looking at Xiao Nanjia even more badly.

What she hates the most is that women sharpen their heads and grab men. If there are women in the northwest who dare to post Song Lang, one of them will be beaten to pieces by her whip.

Some women are forced to live for the sake of life. Princess Xiao Nanjia is chasing after a married man so closely, she is condescending!

Xiao Nanjia was left to sit in the hall for an hour or two, and now she was treated so rudely by Fu Fengcheng in front of several people, she finally couldn't help her eyes turning red with anger, "You... …”

Fu Fengcheng didn't feel the grievance of Her Royal Highness the princess at all, "If you have nothing to do with the princess, please invite the princess. Madam and the princess don't get along, there's no need to talk, and there's no need to come to the house in the future." In short, the Fu family doesn't welcome you.

Xiao Nanjia seemed to be slapped in the face by someone, stared at Fu Fengcheng with tears in her eyes for a while, and finally got up and ran out with a whimper.

"Tsk." Song Lang sighed with some pity, this combat power is really rubbish, no wonder he couldn't take Fu Fengcheng.

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him warningly, "You guys come here early in the morning, what's the matter?"

Song Lang spread his hands and said, "It's Ayao who wants to see Mrs. Young Master, but it's not that I want to see you."

Huo Yao said with a smile, "Yeah, I heard Song Lang talk about Sa Sa for a long time, and when I saw Sa Sa today, I really felt like a good match. I want to chat with Sa Sa, should Master Fu be reluctant?" People's names have evolved to Huo Yao's sister, Sa Sa. Women's friendship is really inexplicable.

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating that they were free.

Leng Sa also waved to the two men in the hall, dragged Huo Yao and walked to the other side, "Sister Huo Yao, let's talk in another place."

The hall where there were only two men all at once became quiet again. Fu Fengcheng looked at Song Lang calmly and said, "If you have anything, just tell me."

Song Lang squeezed his brows and said, "The document you asked me to give me..."

"What?"

Song Lang sighed and said, "You are right, an adjutant was killed by the old man's side a few days ago."

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows in surprise. The position of the adjutant was not so high, but he was indeed one of the people closest to the secret core. It is really not easy for this spy to be placed beside Song Dushuai.

Song Lang said, "That man was rescued by the old man thirteen years ago from the horse thieves at the border. He was only thirteen years old at the time, and the old man supported him when he studied and joined the army. To be honest, he was better than some of his family's under-appreciated sons. Strong. Who would have thought... that he would be someone else's meticulous work beside the old man?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded. Indeed, Dushuai Song had saved his life and raised him. Who would doubt him?

"Is there any news from your side?" Song Lang asked with a frown.

Fu Fengcheng said, "The capital, the palace of Xiaojun, there are only these now."

Song Lang didn't feel disappointed, just nodded, "It was indeed Dujun Fu who did what happened to the Xiao family earlier?"

Fu Fengcheng was noncommittal, Song Lang rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "If the Fu family can keep Xiao Jun's palace, it means that Xiao Yuntao is not the mastermind behind the scenes? Now the clues have stopped at the Xiao family, or... I will also add to the fire. ?"

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him, "There is no conflict between the Song family and the Xiao family."

Song Lang smiled and said, "It's true that there is no contradiction, but it can be created. I don't know what happened to the Long family? Even our family is not spared, I am afraid that the Long family will not be much better. ?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "You can ask him personally."

Song Lang nodded and said, "You have to ask him, if someone is secretly doing something sneaky, we have to clean up the scum and do something else, right?"

No matter which company unites Anxia in the future, or how the situation changes. At least they have to get rid of those people who are making waves in the dark.

Otherwise, if they fight against each other in the dark, and they are finally taken advantage of by others, wouldn't it mean that they will be laughed to death when their fame is swept away.

Fu Fengcheng rested his forehead with one hand, his face showed a bit of deep thought, and nodded slightly to agree with Song Lang's opinion, "Indeed."

Song Lang looked at Fu Fengcheng, "That person should have a grudge against you, right? I don't quite believe that last year's incident was entirely the intention of Xiao Yuntao alone."

I can't say good or bad about Fu Fengcheng's shot. If Fu Fengcheng died or was completely disabled, then of course it would be a good deal with huge profits. But now the problem is that if Fu Fengcheng is healed, then it will be a big loss.

Expose his whereabouts in advance. In the past six months, the losses have been heavy in the six southern provinces and have spread to other places. Presumably, the people behind the scenes are so remorseful.

I'm afraid I'd like to smash Fu Fengcheng's corpse into pieces hundreds of times.

"By the way, will someone else come to assassinate you this time? Shall we go fishing?" Song Lang said enthusiastically.

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him coldly, "Okay, you will be the bait."