The strongest space princess is too rich

Chapter 127 130: I can't win, grandpa will help you
"Third Brother?" Yu Wushuang called out again.

Yu Yuanzhao hadn't recovered from the sound of the third brother, but now he heard it again, and couldn't hold back his tears.

"..."

Jing Shengze moved his chair slightly, indicating that he didn't recognize this person, who said it was sensational just now...

"Stinky boy, eat as soon as you eat, why cry?" Old Hou Ye scolded.

It was so embarrassing, it made him want to cry too...

Yu Yuanzhao came to his senses, quickly wiped his face with his sleeves, and said stubbornly: "Who is crying, sand got into the eyes."

"..."

What a pretentious rhetoric.

"Third brother, Wushuang respects you." Yu Wushuang felt warm in his heart.

She had heard what he and Jing Shengze said, the old man was right, her father and brother would not let her down, and she was indeed not disappointed.

It is hard to find such a brother in the whole world.

She won't let them down either.

"Little sister, from now on, the third brother will protect you. In the capital city, you can beat whoever you want." Yu Yuanzhao picked up the cup and drank it down.

"Brat, it's fine if you're fighting by yourself, if you bring your sister along, let's see how I deal with you." Old Hou Ye glared at him.

Yu Wushuang listened to it, and she had a premonition that the city of Kyoto would not be peaceful, and fighting would be inevitable.

"If you can't win, call me third brother again." She smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"..."

Jing Shengze couldn't help but started complaining in his heart again, he was so strong that he wasn't sure to win, and there was only one in Jingdu City and their generation who could win her.

The old Hou Ye was happy when he heard that: "Hahahaha, that's what our daughter of the Yu family should do. If we can't win, grandpa will help you."

"Grandpa, have you considered my feelings?" Yu Yuanzhao was very happy, but when the old man answered the words, he became dissatisfied.

As soon as the story of his fight was reported back to the family, the old man either reprimanded him or started to use it. He used up his timidity many times, and when he came to the younger sister, his style of painting changed.

"Feel whatever you like."

Yu Yuanzhao stroked his chest: "Ah, it hurts so much."

"Third brother, eat this." Yu Wushuang gave him a chicken leg.

Only then was Yu Yuanzhao satisfied, picked up his chopsticks and added another bowl of rice, which he ate so much.

"Father, Brother Ah, you guys try this."

Song Zhi's worried heart was relieved when he saw this scene. He was worried that Wushuang would be bullied when he went to the capital city. Now that he saw the old Hou Ye and the third young master like this, it seemed that his worries were superfluous.

It's just that she went to the capital city, and it will not be easy to meet her in the future, so her heart is empty.

Although Song Qian'an was happy that she had found her family, she was still a little bit reluctant.

At the end of a meal, there are joys, melancholy, and even more reluctance.

Song Qing looked at the people at the dinner table from a distance, and she didn't go back to the room until they dispersed.

Wushuang is going to the capital city. She should meet her often when she returns to the academy. After the incident with the Song family, she feels ashamed every time she sees her.

She used to be aloof, and she could not look at her badly, but it was this kind of person who was better than her.

The status of the direct descendants of the Marquis's Mansion is even more noble. Could it be that she will never be able to hold her head up in front of her?
"Knock down."

There was a knock on the door.

Song Qing regained consciousness, got up and opened the door.

"Father, why are you here?"

"Haven't you eaten yet? Dad will bring you some pastries." Song Qi raised the food box in Yang's hand.

"Thank you dad."

Song Qi'an entered the room, opened the food box, and took out the pastries one by one: "These are all your favorites."

Song Qing sat down and stared at the pastry without moving.

"Wushuang will go to the capital city the day after tomorrow, do you want to go with them?"

(End of this chapter)