Chapter 296 Fate (two more)

  It was snowing outside, Song Lang and Mrs. Song Shao both wore a thick cloak. As soon as they entered the door, Lan Jing and Yuan Ying greeted them, "Song Shao, Mrs. Song Shao."

  Song Lang glanced in the hall, his gaze paused on Xiao Nanjia, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your Master Fu hasn't gotten up yet?"

Lan Jing and Yuan Ying both just smiled and did not take the words. They reached out and took over the cloaks of Song Lang and Mrs. Song Shao. "The young man and Mrs. Song will come down immediately. Please drink a cup of hot tea for both of you. Bar."

  Mrs. Song Shao is a young woman in her twenties. Her features are profound and beautiful, and she seems to have a somewhat exotic ancestry. Her complexion is not as fair and delicate as the ladies of Beijing and Yongcheng, but she has a healthy color that is always in the sun. She is slender and graceful. Even in such a cold winter, she is wearing a gold-red short skirt, a pair of long leather boots under her feet, and a short knife studded with gorgeous gems hanging around her waist. She still looks slender and tall. Not bloated at all.

  Song Lang is tall, but she is only half a head short when she stands beside Song Lang. Although there is a bonus of high-heeled leather boots, it is enough to see that Mrs. Song Shao's stature is enough to outsmart Qunfang.

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

  Xiao Nanjia is in a bad mood, and seeing Mrs. Song Shao who came in holding hands with Song Lang makes her mood even worse, "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, really? I heard that Princess Chaoyang came to visit Madam Fu Shao early in the morning. This is too enthusiastic."

  Xiao Nanjia blushed with anger in an instant, she came early in the morning and she had not seen anyone until ten o'clock after sitting here. The two of them had just arrived, but the girl from the Fu family said that the youngest and the youngest wife would come down soon.

  This savage and rude woman dared to 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 leaned on the sofa lazily and said, “Your family, Shao Fu, is really lazy. It’s really outrageous for your princess to sit here and wait.”

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

  Song Lang gave a low laugh and did not answer. He successfully got an elbow from his wife, and snorted and looked at his wife somewhat helplessly.

   "It's really not as fast as Song Shaoqin." Fu Fengcheng's voice came from the other side. There is an elevator that leads directly upstairs by the lobby, which shows that the receptionist really carefully considered Fu Dashao's situation.

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

  Song Lang ignored him, and smiled directly at the Leng Sa beside Fu Fengcheng, "Madam, I won’t be here for a long time without seeing you."

   Lengsa smiled, "I'm naturally unscathed, but I don't know... How about Song Shao?" Last time I was sued by Fu Fengcheng. I was not taken care of by his wife, right?

  Leng Sa had seen the woman sitting next to Song Lang a long time ago, and at a 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.

  There is no need for Song Lang’s introduction. Mrs. Song Shao stood up and walked to Leng Sa and stretched out her hand, “I’m Huo Yao, I’m glad to meet you.”

   "I am also very happy, I am Leng Sa." Leng Sa smiled and shook hands with her. Mrs. Song Shao looked down at Leng Sa's white and slender hand and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Have you practiced?"

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

   said coldly, "I have practiced a little."

   "Go back to practice?" Huo Yao said.

   "Okay." Leng Sa readily agreed. Huo Yao was even more happy to see her so refreshed.

  She grew up in the northwest, and for the people in the capital, it is a remote and wild land. Yesterday, I also met some ladies in Beijing. 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 ladies were very annoying. Originally, they regretted coming to the capital with Song Lang, but Song Lang said that Fu Fengcheng’s wife was very interesting, so she endured it.

  When I saw it today, it was really interesting.

  The two people here have a good chat with each other. Fu Fengcheng and Song Lang look at each other, and they feel 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, is this your way of hospitality?"

  The hall was a little quiet for a while, and Huo Yao and Leng Sa, who were happily talking with their new friends, stopped and turned their heads to look at Xiao Nanjia.

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

Leng Sa was hypocritical and polite, "I'm sorry, Princess Chaoyang. I accidentally talked too much, and I neglected you." He glared at Young Master Fu, "I'm talking to Sister Huoya, so you can't entertain. A visitor?"

  Being caught for no reason, Young Master Fu cast a deep look at his wife, "What's the matter with the princess?"

  "……"

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

  Xiao Nanjia likes Fu Fengcheng. People like them have long known that, but Fu Fengcheng has always been honest about this proud Chaoyang princess, and the Fu family is even less interested in the royal family.

  It didn’t really matter at all. Now Fu Fengcheng obviously has a soft spot for his partners... It’s a big Shura field.

  Huo Yao frowned, and the look in Xiao Nanjia's eyes became even worse.

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

  Forget it because some women are forced to live, the princess Xiao Nan Jia Tangtang still chases a married man so closely, she is willing to be low!

  Xiao Nanjia was left sitting in the hall for an hour or two. At this moment, Fu Fengcheng was treated so unceremoniously in front of a few people, and finally couldn't help but flushed her eyes, "You..."

  Fu Fengcheng didn't feel the grievance of the princess at all, "If it's okay, the princess please please, madam does not agree with the princess, and there is no talk, and there is no need to come to the house in the future." In short, the Fu family does not welcome you.

  Xiao Nanjia seemed to have been slapped in the face, staring at Fu Fengcheng with tears for a while, and finally got up and ran out with a sob.

   "Hey." Song Lang sighed a little regretfully. This combat power is really rubbish, so it's no wonder that you can't win Fu Fengcheng.

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

  Song Lang said, "It's Aya who wants to come and see Madam Dayo, but it's not that I want to see you."

Huo Yao smiled, "Yeah, I have heard Song Lang talk about samoyed a long time ago, and today I really feel like it. I want to talk to samoyed, shouldn't Fu Shao be reluctant?" But after a while, the two are called It evolves to sister Huo Yao, rustling. The friendship of women 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, took Huo Yao and walked to the other side, “Sister Huo Yao, let’s talk to another place.”

  The hall where only two men were left suddenly became quiet again. Fu Fengcheng looked at Song Lang calmly and said, "What's the matter, just tell me."

  Song Lang squeezed his eyebrows, and said: "The document that you gave me before..."

"how?"

  Song Lang sighed, "You are right, the old man killed an adjutant next to him a few days ago."

  Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows in surprise. The position of adjutant is not high, but he is indeed one of the people closest to the secret core. It really wasn't easy for this spy to be placed next to Governor Song.

Song Lang said, "The old man was rescued from the horse thieves on the border thirteen years ago. At that time he was only thirteen years old. He was only supported by the old man in his studies and military service. To be honest, he is better than some of the unrecognized sons in the family. Who is that? Can you think of... he turned out to be someone else's meticulous work placed by the old man's side?"

   Fu Fengcheng nodded. Indeed, Governor Song has the grace to save his life and nurture him. Who would doubt him?

   "What news do you have over there?" Song Lang frowned and asked.

  Fu Fengcheng Road, "Beijing, Xiaojun Prince's Mansion, there are only these now."

  Song Lang didn’t feel disappointed, but just nodded, “Sure enough, Du Jun Fu did the things in the Xiao family?”

  Fu Fengcheng was noncommittal, Song Lang touched his chin thoughtfully, “If the Fu family can leave the Xiaojun Palace, it means that Xiao Yuntao is not the mastermind behind the scenes? Now the clues have stopped in the Xiao family, or... I will add fire too?"

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

  Song Lang smiled, "There is indeed no contradiction, but it can create contradictions. I don't know what happened to the Long Family? Even our family will not let it go, I am afraid that the Long Family will not be much better, right?"

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

  Song Lang nodded and said, "You have to ask him, if someone does something sneaky, we have to clean up the dregs before doing other things, right?"

  No matter which company will unify Anxia in the future, or what changes the situation will take place. At least they have to get rid of those secretly making trouble.

  Otherwise, in case they fight themselves so dimly, and finally get picked up by others, wouldn’t it mean that they would be laughed to death by a world of fame.

  Fu Fengcheng propped his forehead with one hand, his face was a little thoughtful, and he nodded slightly to agree with Song Lang's opinion, "It is true."

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

  It is neither good nor bad for Fu Fengcheng's shot. If Fu Fengcheng is dead or completely disabled, of course it will be a very profitable business. But now the problem is that Fu Fengcheng is well, then this matter will be a big loss.

   revealed his whereabouts ahead of time. In the past six months, he suffered heavy losses in the six southern provinces and spread to other places. The people behind the scenes must have regretted their intestines.

  I was afraid that Fu Fengcheng's body would be broken into pieces hundreds of times.

   "By the way, will anyone else come to assassinate you this time? Or let's go fishing?" Song Lang said enthusiastically.

   Fu Fengcheng glanced at him coldly, "Okay, you come as bait."

  (End of this chapter)