Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy
Chapter 982: Fan 2 25: Both boring and bad, Fu Yu ass
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Chapter 982 Fan 2 25: It's boring and bad, Fu Yu assists the young master
Song Feng drew a few strokes all afternoon, but played on the phone for a whole afternoon. Now there are many small videos on the Internet, funny and funny, just swipe it, and the time passed.
When she walked out of the studio, she rubbed her neck and straightened her waist.
Like...
Extremely hard work!
Before dinner, she called Qiao Aiyun. At that time, both the Yan family and his son had arrived home and were talking about Yan Chi's trip to the capital.
"What a coincidence, your sister called." Qiao Aiyun smiled.
"Mom, don't tell her that I'm going over." Yan Chi said.
"Ok?"
"My plane is at night, and it may be late. I don't want her to wait. I have to waste two or three hours on the road to pick up the plane from the capital. It's unnecessary." Yan Chi's tone seemed to be very concerned about Song Feng. late.
"And I also want to go over and give her a surprise."
Yan Wangchuan tilted his head to look at him, thinking that the siblings had a good relationship, so he took a sip of tea with satisfaction.
Qiao Aiyun smiled and nodded, "Then I won't talk about it."
After speaking, I picked up the phone and had a chat with Song Fengwan, and I didn’t say anything about it...
*
the other side
Fu Yu and Jing Xing finished shopping and sent her home. In the evening in the capital, the roads were always congested. Fu Yu stretched out his hand and tapped the steering wheel with some impatientness.
Her nails are dyed red and the color of cardamom makes her fingers white and slender.
When the car was halfway through, Jing Xingyao turned his head and looked out of the window. The front was completely blocked and there was no end in sight.
At this time, someone's mobile phone vibrated, Jing Xing Yao subconsciously wanted to touch the phone, and someone on the other side answered the phone: "Hey—"
Fu Yu's mobile phone is on for navigation and fixed on the bracket, so the sound of answering the phone is also played out.
"It's not over yet?" Fu Qinyuan's voice.
Jingxing Yao pretended to continue to look out the window, but listened carefully to the conversation between his uncle and nephew.
"Traffic jam, don't worry, I will send your little star back."
Jing Xing Yao's ears were red, and she was teased by people close to her. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she would definitely feel ashamed. She turned her head, her eyes looked like anger but not anger.
She winked and gestured so that she would stop teasing.
Fu Yu is not a person who doesn't know how to look at people's faces. She feels that this kind of joke can only be said.
"Little star..." Fu Qinyuan's low laughter came from over there. This was the nickname everyone used when Jing Xingyao was very young, and he naturally said less when he grew up.
"Could it be that you want me to change my name to Auntie now?"
Jing Xing Yao was completely unable to hold back, and said anxiously, his entire face was hot, "...we are not in that kind of relationship!"
"Okay, uncle, hang up the phone first, and the car seems to have moved." Fu Yu knows exactly how far the joke can be. This girl is thin-skinned. If the joke is overdone, the rabbit is too anxious and has to bite her.
"Okay, Yaoyao, go home and tell me."
Jingxing Yao is too embarrassed.
Fu Yu laughed loudly, how does she think her brother-in-law...
Good show!
It's boring and bad, this Jingxing Yao can't stand it at all.
After hanging up the phone, it took a long time for Jing Xing to disappear, and the heat on her face subsided a little. Fu Yu Yuguang gave her a look, "Xingxing, where are you and my uncle?"
She was silent.
Fu Yu continued his efforts, "Actually, I can see that you are not completely unconscious of him. If you are not repulsive in your heart, or are a little cautious, you can try to socialize."
"When you are in a relationship, stay together if you like it, and break up if you don’t like it. You don’t have to look forward or backward."
Fu Yu has always been chic, and her life is like this, as long as she likes it, she will be in the wind and snow ahead, and she will never go forward.
"Let me tell you, you have been out for so many years, and there are too many people who want to climb his bed. Do you know how many people come to my house during the holidays and festivals, and want to match up with my parents and give him a blind date?"
"This is just my home, let alone other things."
"I tell you, this man can hang him sometimes. After all, it's too easy to get, and may not be cherished, but he has been hesitant. He chased you for a few years and felt that there was nothing to give up. If you want to turn back, then Difficult."
It was the first time Jing Xing Yao had heard about this subject to Fu Qinyuan. He looked down and rubbed his phone, his eyes were a little dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Fu Yu continued to stimulate her.
"After all, everyone wants to be loved, even men."
"There are so many Yingying Yanyan, flowers and grasses around him, people have been chasing him, maybe for a long time, he just..."
"Now that the society is open, you may not only have to face female rivals, but also males. Let me tell you something interesting. My uncle has been confessed by a man."
Jing Xing Yao’s pupils tremble slightly. In fact, same-sex marriages are protected by law in foreign countries. This is not surprising. It’s just that someone confessed to Fu Qinyuan. This...
"It was Nonohe Yiyan's birthday that day. You also know Nono. You know a lot of people. When going out to play at night, she called a bunch of people and said it was fun."
"Uncle and Huanhuan both went there that day, and many boys stared at them."
"There was a boy with extremely eager eyes, and he was ready to come over to have a chat. I even teased Huanhuan at the time, saying that the boy must have fallen in love with her, but people came here..."
"But I just sat down beside my uncle and confessed to him."
"Hey, do you know what expressions Huanhuan and I were like at the time?"
"It's a hell!"
Jing Xingyao didn't know what their expressions were, but you can imagine Fu Qinyuan's expressions, it must be like being struck by thunder, unloved.
She tried her best to hold back a smile, "Then what?"
"What? Then, my uncle ignored him, and it was a birthday party for the Duan brothers and sisters. He didn't want to make it too ugly, but the boy always looked at him affectionately, and actually called his third brother, and then He left the table angrily."
Brother?
Song Feng's party is called Fu Shen, which means something exclusive, so even if everyone calls Fu Qinyuan's youngest third master, no one will call him the third brother.
Jing Xingyao can even think of seeing Fu Qin's expression on the face of a dog at that time.
"After all, it is not a glorious thing. Huanhuan and I knew about this because we were sitting close at the time."
"Later, Nono asked him how he left early, but my uncle could only say something was going on."
Jing Xing Yao couldn't help laughing out loud, he actually still had this physique.
Fu Yu remembered what happened at the time and couldn't help but laugh, "So, my brother-in-law is a best seller for men and women."
"He is not a good person. Good habits and bad shortcomings are quite obvious in him."
"No one is perfect. If you think you are good, let's try it."
Jing Xingyao thought it was a phone call, and suddenly he was a little embarrassed by her confession. She was too amused by her confession. Instead, she listened to her opinion quite seriously.
"I will think about it."
Fu Yu used to follow Yu Manxi in and out of the TV station. He has never seen anyone who is good enough to talk to people in an artistic manner. You can't directly promote Fu Qinyuan. This is a gradual process.
In fact, to outsiders, Fu Qinyuan is indeed a best-selling product. Fu Yu looked at him when he grew up, maybe he was too familiar. In his eyes, this person is a defective product...
A bunch of problems.
Before Jing Xingyao discovered these things, he helped him abduct people home.
Uncle, I can only help you here.
Fu Yu sent her to Jing’s house, but Xu Yuanfei stayed for dinner before returning home.
As soon as she arrived home, she noticed that there was a guest at home, who should be a colleague of Yu Manxi TV station. She first praised her and said some beautiful things.
Waiting for her to enter the house, she heard some discordant voices intermittently coming from outside.
"Your daughter is not young anymore, she should find a proper job."
In the heart of many parents, only civil servants, teachers, and doctors may be considered the most decent and proper job.
"Yes, freelance writers still get unstable salary, she is afraid it will be difficult to find someone in the future."
"She shouldn’t be procrastinated anymore at her age. Otherwise, she won’t be able to marry after her 30th birthday. Look at the relatives of Xiao Wang in our department. Okay, I have nowhere to depend..."
...
Yu Manxi just smiled. Just about to speak, Fu Sinian suddenly walked out of a study room with a cup in his hand, as if he was going to the kitchen to pour water. He almost walked through the living room with a cold face, looking at the group of people. Swept away.
did not speak, full of pressure.
The few people were not stupid, and immediately got up and said to leave.
Yu Manxi wanted to be polite and let them sit down again.
Fu Sinian put down the cup and said bluntly: "Then I will give you something!"
Not even a single word of kindness.
Fu Yu suddenly laughed.
After the guests left, Yu Manxi looked at Fu Sinian, "Are you angry?"
"I just don’t understand some people, I don’t usually have much contact with them, and they don’t talk much. Some people are afraid that Xiao Yu has never seen her, but now suddenly I really want to care about her, as if she is married or not, and what does she have with them? The relationship is the same." Fu Sinian said bluntly, "If it weren't for your colleagues, I wouldn't have a good face to them."
Yu Manxi laughed out, "Do you think that your face was particularly good just now."
"I'm trying to restrain myself."
Fu Sinian felt that their family was not in a hurry, and other families were even less qualified to point fingers at his daughter. If you really care about it, there are not many people who are really anxious, but there are a lot of people watching the show.
In these years, it is normal not to marry, and some ideological traditions are still broken, and I will say a few words in private.
Yu Manxi just smiled, her daughter is so old, her temper is still so hard.
Fu Yu took a shower, turned on the computer, and started to check the reader's comments. The episode that happened to the other party didn't care at all. No one would live for others. If anyone cares so much about their thoughts and gazes, they are scared these days. I can't live anymore.
She is a night owl, staying up late is the norm, but suddenly she saw a red circle on one side of the calendar, underneath it:
[Master of Fighter, Speech by Beijing University]
In fact, there are not many students who believe in Buddhism, and maybe there are not many people who are interested in this. I’m afraid there will be a few people in the venue by then. It will be too miserable. Anyhow, he helped himself and supported him. Maybe Some fresh materials can also be collected.
Then I’ll rest early tonight...
Go to bed at one point.
**
The next day, Beijing University, Liberal Arts Auditorium
Fu Yuyuan thought, there must be no one to watch this kind of Buddhist lecture. After all, it is boring, but she was dumbfounded before she reached the entrance of the auditorium.
Li was three floors outside and there were a bunch of students crowded, all without seats. Some students even borrowed stools from elsewhere and prepared to sit in the aisle.
"This teacher is so handsome."
"It’s cooler than the photo in the bulletin sent by the school before, saying it starts at nine o’clock and I’ll be there at half past eight, and the place is gone."
"No matter how boring a speech is, I can swallow it in front of his face."
...
Fu Yu's mouth twitched, and he stepped forward and said, "Do you know that he will become a monk in the future?"
A few girls glanced at Fu Yu, and she knew she was not a student when she was dressed. She spoke a little restrained and her face was a little red. "We just talked casually."
"He will be a monk and become abbot in the future, and it is estimated that he will never get married in his life."
Fu Yu felt that it would be better not to let these little girls have any thoughts, so as not to get stuck in, unable to extricate themselves, and not to be sad in the future.
At this time, Huai Sheng was walking with several professors from the other side, and they saw Fu Yu far away.
She is intellectually mature and self-confident. Although she is wearing black today, she is still very eye-catching among students. After a distance, he said hello politely, "Miss Fu, thank you for coming."
The tone is very alienated.
Fu Yu looked at the people next to him, thinking, now it’s not in private anymore, and he said politely:
"Hello Master!"
A group of girls around also called out, "Good Master." "Good Master."
People who don’t know, thought that the speaker today was a forty or fifty-year-old old man.
Little Sanye is a best seller, yes...
Fu Yu: At best, it is a defective product. If anyone wants it, sell it quickly.
Little San Ye:...
**
Ask for a message and a ticket, what?
(End of this chapter)