let's get married darling

Chapter 99 How much does he wish, can she hate him?
"Qingqing." The old lady Fu who heard the voice looked at the door, saw them, and waved to them without knowing the situation, "Come in quickly, why are you standing there stupidly at the door?"

At the end, he said to Song Yan who was standing at the top of the stairs, "Come here quickly, why are you still standing there, you are my most important guest today."

The most important guest?
A faint but indistinct sneer overflowed from Tang Munian's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Liu Qingqing never thought that Song Yan would be here, and for a moment she didn't know what kind of play this was, but when she saw Song Yan, her original happy mood suddenly dissipated.

Women are usually full of inexplicable hostility towards their current husband or boyfriend's ex.

Although they may not have much contact with each other, no matter how they don't mind on the surface, there will always be a trace of hostility in their hearts.

On the other hand, Liu Qingqing was completely instinctive, holding a kind of vigilant and defensive hostility towards Song Yan. This kind of hostility became more and more obvious when she knew that she was with Fu Hanshen now, and now she appeared at Fu's house. .

Song Yan just glanced at the two people at the door, and then, without intending to greet them, he walked straight to the living room as if he didn't know each other.

However, the shyness on his face receded just now, and his expression became calm and cold.

Seeing her walk towards the living room as if no one was there, Liu Qingqing's brows furrowed, with an inexplicable repulsion in her heart, she turned her head and looked at the man next to her anxiously.

Tang Munian also looked away from Song Yan, and smiled at her slightly, "Go in."

Now that they have already bumped into each other, this time, unlike the previous one, they can leave if they want.

Besides, Liu Qingqing didn't feel that they were the ones who needed to leave.

Liu Qingqing and Tang Munian walked over, and the servants stepped forward to take the things in his hands at the right time. Mrs. Fu looked at them angrily, "Come here, why don't you get any presents? This is when you came here before. The boyfriend I mentioned?"

Liu Qingqing took Tang Munian's arm in a timely manner, unconsciously glanced at Song Yan who was with Song Xiaoyuan out of the corner of her eye, and then acted like a baby to the old lady, "Yeah, I agreed to bring it for you to see. Kong, just dragged him over."

Old Madam Fu pointed at her coquettishly, glanced at Tang Munian, and praised, "Young man is so handsome, what is his job?"

Tang Munian was born with a good skin, completely inherited from Luo Peiru's exquisite beauty, handsome and young, very outstanding.

He smiled warmly and decently, "He runs a small company."

Liu Qingqing answered at the right time, "Auntie, didn't I mention it to you last time?"

"Oh yes yes yes, look at my memory." Mrs. Fu was stunned, and beckoned to them again, "Come on, come and sit down, don't stand up, since I happened to be here, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare more, tonight Stay and eat together."

Liu Qingqing didn't refuse, and Tang Munian didn't say anything. They chose this point to come here, just to see Mrs. Lai and have a meal with her.

Mrs. Fu asked her servants to go to the kitchen to give instructions, then came to Song Yan's side, and introduced them, "This is my friend, Song Yan."

Then he introduced to Song Yan, "This is my daughter's friend, and also my half daughter, Qingqing, and the one next to her is her boyfriend...by the way, what's your name?"

Mrs. Fu looked at Tang Munian.

Tang Munian was dragged by Liu Qingqing to sit down on the sofa, his deep eyes swept over Song Yan who was opposite, and the depths of his eyes were deep and unpredictable.

Heh, do we need an introduction between them?

No one should be more familiar than them, right?

Sensing clearly that his gaze was gliding over him, Song Yan remained calm and pretended not to see it.

Before he could speak, Liu Qingqing said first, "Tang Munian."

"Oh, Xiao Tang." Mrs. Fu nodded understandingly, sat next to Song Yan, and whispered, "Let's have dinner together tonight, don't you mind the crowd?"

Song Yan smiled slightly, and instead of looking at the couple opposite, he said to Mrs. Fu, "I don't mind."

"That's good."

Mrs. Fu finally felt relieved. She was afraid that Song Yan would have an opinion. After all, she was the one who insisted on inviting him to her home regardless of her feelings. Now that someone else came suddenly, it was hard to refuse. Everything is fine.

Song Xiaoyuan looked at the man and woman sitting across from each other, and saw that the woman's hand was holding the man's arm intimately, never separated, and the man did not intend to push away.

Immediately, he snorted twice in disdain, turned his little head, and looked elsewhere.

I just feel very uncomfortable.

Facing Tang Munian again, Song Yan didn't deliberately avoid him, nor did he deliberately ignore him, he just treated him as a stranger.

But what is a little worrying in my heart is that the relationship between her and Fu Hanshen is still not made public. Tang Munian and Liu Qingqing obviously know about their relationship. Will they talk about this with Mrs. Fu accidentally or intentionally? kind of thing?
Thinking of this, Song Yan felt more and more uneasy.

If Mrs. Fu knew that she had been lying to her, this would... be terrible.

We were in the same living room, everyone had different thoughts, and didn't like the atmosphere very much. Song Yan stood up and whispered to Mrs. Fu, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

"Okay." Mrs. Fu stretched out her hand to summon another servant, "I'll ask someone to take you there."

Song Yan didn't refuse, and turned to ask Song Xiaoyuan next to him if he wanted to be together, but he shook his head, indicating no, so she had no choice but to leave with the servants, temporarily escaping from this seemingly peaceful but actually stiff atmosphere.

After Song Yan left, Liu Qingqing sized up Song Xiaoyuan who was opposite, and asked old lady Fu knowingly, "Is this the young lady's child?"

"Yes." Mrs. Fu nodded with a smile, pulled Song Xiaoyuan in front of her, rubbed Song Xiaoyuan's face, and smiled, "I really like this little family, she looks really good, white and tender."

Song Xiaoyuan was also full of affection for the old lady, and let her rub her head without showing any disgust, her big clear eyes flickered.

Liu Qingqing couldn't help sneering from the bottom of her heart, everyone knew that the old lady had wanted to hug her grandson for a long time, and that woman was really good at tricks, if she wanted to break into the Fu family, she knew how to use her child to win the old lady's favor.

However, what's the use of not being a genuine grandson of the Fu family?

The high branch of the Fu family is not something anyone can climb if they want to.

Tang Munian looked at Song Xiaoyuan nestled happily in Old Madam Fu's arms, and felt the sting in his eyes. The existence of Song Xiaoyuan was always the thorn in his heart, and it always made him feel a little pain. Seeing his fair little face, a sense of annoyance oozes in his heart, even if he takes a second look, he feels more ironic.

He didn't have much expression on the surface, he stood up abruptly, nodded slightly at old lady Fu, "I'll go for a walk first."

There is no other man in this living room except Song Xiaoyuan. When Mrs. Fu was thinking about why her son hadn't come down yet, when she heard what he said, she could only smile and say, "Okay, let's go for a walk, I'll call you later, just You're welcome as if you were at home."

Mrs. Fu had always been generous, knowing that he was Liu Qingqing's boyfriend, she didn't treat him as an outsider.

Tang Munian nodded, explained to Liu Qingqing, and walked away first.

There were fewer and fewer people in the living room. Before Song Yan and Tang Munian were both present, it was difficult to say anything. Now, except for Song Xiaoyuan, an "outsider", Liu Qingqing is much more convenient to speak.

She got up and moved to Old Madam Fu, "Auntie, you just said that Miss Song was invited by you?"

Song Xiaoyuan suddenly heard that something was wrong, and immediately stared at her vigilantly, his eyes were full of hostile defense.

Mrs. Fu didn't notice Song Xiaoyuan's appearance, but admitted generously, "Yes, I met in the mall before, this girl is very nice, and she helped me a lot, I want to invite her to dinner to get acquainted, wait If you know me, don’t make me feel strange.”

Compared with Song Yan, Liu Qingqing is half a daughter, so she is naturally closer.

"Hehe, you invited me here, of course I will treat you well, but..." Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes and asked softly with a smile, "Didn't she tell you anything else? For example..."

Feeling that she definitely didn't say anything good, Song Xiaoyuan was just about to find some reason to interrupt her, but he didn't move yet, a man's low and shallow voice suddenly came from not far away, "Huh??"

The man's deep and magnetic voice cut off her words just right, Liu Qingqing looked around and saw Fu Hanshen just coming down from the stairs.

The proud and tall figure, especially Wei An, is wearing a hand-cut black suit, which makes his figure straighter and slender. Out of emotion.

It still feels unfathomable.

But his pitch-black eyes showed a hint of danger, Liu Qingqing's face suddenly turned pale from embarrassment, and she hurriedly stood up, "Brother."

For Fu Hanshen, she respected and feared him at the same time.

Especially when he was about to talk about his relationship with that woman, he came out and interrupted him at the right time, which made people feel guilty and frightened.

Liu Qingqing seemed flustered for a moment, while Fu Hanshen's expression was still indifferent. He went down the stairs and came towards them. His voice could not hear any emotion, as if he was only greeting someone he knew, "Are you here?"

The more calm and calm he is, the more frightening he is, for fear that he just heard her words and guessed what she meant, Liu Qingqing nodded, her hands tightly clenched the corners of her clothes, and her tone was as relaxed as possible, " I told my aunt earlier that I would bring my boyfriend over to see her, but I didn't expect you to be here today."

Fu Han smiled faintly, two words overflowed from his thin lips, and he said, "Very good."

"..."

Inexplicably feeling as if she had been completely understood by him, Liu Qingqing frowned nervously.

The old lady Fu looked at him unhappily, "Can you put your shelf in the company aside? Qingqing is your sister, you will scare her like this."

Fu Hanshen slightly hooked his lips, and really nodded. He seemed to know his mistake, but his attitude was completely different, "Your Majesty is right."

"..."

"Qingqing." He said, "Don't treat yourself as an outsider."

"..."

It was clearly a very relaxed and casual sentence, but Liu Qingqing felt a sense of warning.

That moderate voice was full of a sense of intimidation that wasn't obvious but was enough to shock her, and the tone with a hint of laughter made people shudder.

Liu Qingqing bit her lower lip. In front of Fu Hanshen, she was obviously too smart.

She is not stupid, she can hear the deep meaning in his words.

He said don't ask her to take herself for granted, but the actual meaning is clearly to warn her that it's better not to say anything that shouldn't be said.

An outsider who doesn't have the qualifications and skills to meddle in their family's affairs, even if she has a good relationship with their family, she can't do it in front of him.

Song Xiaoyuan smiled, although he didn't quite understand how this woman saw NO. 2 suddenly became cowardly, but seeing her cowardly appearance made her feel very happy.

Immediately, he felt much more comfortable, and Song Xiaoyuan looked at Fu Hanshen more and more submissively.

**
The main house of the Fu family is very spacious, and after going around a few times, they finally reached the bathroom on the first floor.

After asking his servants to take him to the bathroom, Song Yan let her leave first, and locked himself in the bathroom, feeling very complicated.

Some things can't be hidden after all, and she doesn't want to hide anything from Mrs. Fu.

But now, at this point, if you want to talk about it, how can it be as easy as it was at the beginning?

The old lady Fu still doesn't realize that she is the woman outside Fu Hanshen, and now even Tang Munian and Liu Qingqing are here, the paper can't contain the fire after all...

Song Yan was a little tired from the psychological field of this battle between himself and himself. Looking around, he always felt that he should confess everything, but he missed the timing of some words, and if he wanted to speak again, he would be completely in a dilemma.

She doesn't say it now, and she doesn't say it...

Turning on the water valve, Song Yan washed his face with cold water, trying to calm himself down, but when he looked up at himself in the mirror, his brows were still slightly frowned.

My heart seems to be suppressed by something...

After hesitating in the bathroom for a while, but still unable to make up his mind, Song Yan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Don't think too much for now.

Afterwards, exhaling forcefully, she turned around and opened the bathroom door.

Unexpectedly, the moment she opened the door, she met a pair of obscure and deep eyes the first time she looked outside.

Seeing the man standing outside the door leaning against the wall, Song Yan didn't feel surprised, but reacted indifferently, as if she didn't see him, Wei Wei only paused for a second, then she started to walk outside go.

However, the man who had just passed the wall suddenly heard his voice from the side, "Is this the attitude when you see your ex-husband?"

There was a slight sense of sarcasm in the voice.

Song Yan's reaction was mediocre, and she was even stingy with giving him an extra sentence. When his voice came, she only twitched her eyelashes, and then continued to walk without a trace.

But Tang Munian couldn't bear her ignoring attitude, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, using force on his hand, and pulled her back the next moment, "Song Yan, you are really good!"

"Oh?"

Song Yan raised his brows, treating him, except for knowing his name and knowing him, there was no other excessive emotion for him to capture.

The way she looked at him was even ordinary and calm.

Tang Munian didn't like her appearance very much, it could even be said that he hated her calm appearance when she saw him, without even a little guilty conscience.

He pursed his lips, stared into her eyes with burning eyes, and smiled, "Aren't you a little impatient to come to see your future mother-in-law so soon?"

"I'm not in a hurry, what does it have to do with you?" Song Yan sneered lightly, stretched out his hand and pushed away the big palm that grabbed her wrist, smiling, with a quiet and peaceful appearance, very harmless, "Who am I seeing, is it Do I still need to report to you?"

No need.

They have no relationship for a long time, and what she wants to do has nothing to do with him.

But Tang Munian didn't like her, the corners of his lips raised slightly, his leisurely eyes were full of sarcasm, he smiled lightly, sarcastically, raised his eyebrows and said, "Fu Hanshen knows, I'm your ex-husband?"

Song Yan still smiled, but his words were full of alienation and indifference, "If this is what you want to say, then don't waste my time."

It seems to know.

Tang Munian narrowed his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more wanton, "That's really a good man, how could he treat you like this even if he doesn't mind you having other men's children."

"It's definitely better than you."

Not to be outdone, she smiled, and that smile was like a thorn piercing into Tang Munian's eyes, causing him to squint even tighter, and a trace of dangerous anger burst out of his eyes.

"Is there anything else?" Song Yan asked with a smile, "I'll leave first if there's nothing else to do."

"Are you in bed?"

Just as she turned around and was about to leave, he came over with a low voice.

Hearing this, Song Yan froze in his footsteps.

Tang Munian continued to sneer vaguely behind him, "The Fu family doesn't know about your relationship yet, right? Mrs. Fu knows that the Miss Song she invited is the one who has been entangled with her son in private. ?”

"..."

"You said..." He lowered his eyes and smiled, very leisurely, "Do you want me to remind you? If so, what will Mrs. Fu's reaction be? That kind of scene... must be very interesting."

Song Yan turned around and rewarded him with two words, "Shameless."

"Song Yan." He smiled, looked at her slightly angry eyes without hesitation, and said, "It's not a day or two since I've been shameless. You, who used to be so familiar with me, even touched your body. Don't you still understand?"

"..."

"Or, is the impression not deep enough?"

Originally, when Liu Qingqing asked him to come to Fu's house, he himself was not very happy, because the person he wanted to meet was Fu Hanshen's mother, but when it came to the Fu family, he didn't know when it started, and he faintly resisted.

However, I never thought that after coming here, I would see such an interesting scene.

It's really not in vain.

Although it is very dazzling, it always makes people feel ironic.

Song Yan clenched her hands tightly, not wanting to have any verbal confrontation with him, but her retreat again and again became a bargaining chip for him to push forward. In the end, it will eventually be reduced to ashes.

How much did he wish that she could hate him?

She gritted her teeth, looked directly at him with gloomy and angry eyes, and collided with his sneering eyes in the air, as if in the invisible sight, they had long been fighting to the death.

She felt like two mad dogs.

After confronting each other for a long time, the air seemed to stiffen a lot in the eyes of each other. Song Yan gritted his teeth and was about to fight back, but Fu Hanshen's low laugh came from the corridor behind him, and he asked plainly, "Where are you?" chat?"

(End of this chapter)