Jiu Min, if you are asked to take care of the baby, will you show off in the entertainment industry?

Chapter 57 It would be a pity not to play the role of a dead husband

The people who were still lagging behind all sped up their pace.

Jiang Siqing even ran away regardless of her image.

If anything happens to Fu Mingyue here, let alone her marrying Fu Mingting, the Fu family will definitely turn her into ashes.

She kept praying in her heart that Fu Mingyue would be fine.

With great difficulty, he finally caught up with Fu Mingyue.

"Mingyue."

Fu Mingyue turned her head, her face turned pale, as if she had just experienced something terrible.

"Sister Qing, die, die."

Following the direction of her finger, Jiang Siqing saw a white elegiac couplet on the door of the first floor of the three-story building, black and white curtains hanging on the wall, rows of wreaths outside, and a large black coffin parked in the middle.

Jiang Siqing herself was shocked this time.

Especially thinking that they were originally planning to live here, I couldn't help but shudder.

Sang Chi asked with a smile: "Do you need me to call the landlord for you? But you were so rude just now, I'm afraid they won't agree to let you live."

Fu Mingyue's lips trembled, "I won't live here if you give me a room. I don't want to live in a dead person's house! Bad luck!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several strong men with strong backs and strong waists wearing mourning scarves rushed out from the mourning hall.

All of them were holding broom sticks in their hands, and they were furious, "You don't want to live anymore, do you? How dare you talk nonsense in front of my house?"

Jiang Siqing was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she subconsciously ran away, not daring to look back.

I don't even know if Fu Mingyue has followed.

No matter how arrogant and domineering he may be at ordinary times, he is still just an 8-year-old child. When faced with a situation like this, he cannot even turn his head around, let alone run away.

Seeing these people getting closer and closer to her, Fu Mingyue was so scared that she closed her eyes tightly.

At the critical moment, he was pulled behind by a force.

Fu Mingyue was surprised.

It's actually Sang Chi!
[It’s really troublesome. Jiang Siqing herself can run very fast. Should she leave this brat to cook for others? 】

If she heard Sang Chi's ridicule in another situation, Fu Mingyue would definitely be unhappy, but her mood was a bit subtle at the moment.

She never thought that Sang Chi would save her. Sang Chi: "Brother, please tell me if you have something to say."

"What else is there to say? No matter who it is or how old it is, talking nonsense in front of our house is disrespectful to my father!"

Fu Mingyue unconsciously tightened the corners of Sang Chi's clothes.

【well said! My father just died and he came to the door to poop. If not, who would you hit? 】

Fu Mingyue's heart tightened suddenly. Sang Chi wouldn't leave her alone, right?

She is only 8 years old and she really doesn’t want to go to see God so soon!

At this moment, she became more dependent on Sang Chi than ever before.

"Don't leave me..." The voice was as thin as a mosquito's buzz.

[Forget it, just do one good deed that day. 】

Sang Chi's face was full of sadness, "Brother, I know you are all sad after your father's death. In fact, my little sister didn't mean any harm. She was just stimulated by seeing the mourning hall and thought of her deceased fourth brother. She was overly sad and that's why... "

Her tears flowed freely.

Those eyes are lazy and intoxicating when they smile, and they are unable to speak when they are sad. They are as sad as complaining, and just a frown can make people heartbroken.

One can't help but empathize with the sadness.

[Zai Zai’s mother cried so beautifully! ]
[This crying scene is so contagious, it would be a pity not to play the role of a dead husband! ]
[Oh my god, you didn’t even tell Fu Si and you just sentenced him to death? ]
[Fu Si: I would really like to thank you. ]
[Sang Chi must be sick, why do you always curse the Fourth Young Master? ]
[Jiang Siqing’s fans should stop talking at this time, for fear that everyone will forget that she left the little princess and ran away? ]
Fu Mingyue was also shocked by this excuse.

How dare Sang Chi?

If her fourth brother knew about this, Sang Chi might not see the sun tomorrow.

She subconsciously wanted to refute.

"My fourth brother is just..."

[I'm not a holy mother. I'll just help her this time. If you dare to dismantle me, let her be dismembered by these people. 】

Fu Mingyue secretly glanced at the big man with a fierce look, and her throat twisted at the words.

Fourth brother, I'm sorry.

You definitely don’t want to lose your lovely sister, right?

(End of this chapter)