Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

    Fu Zhihuan's voice was very low and a little hoarse.

    At this moment, the sense of coercion he carried all over his body made the woman who was still arrogant just now hoarse her voice and took a step back.

    But maybe she felt ashamed, so the woman sneered, took Wen Ruan with her eyes, and turned her anger away: "I can't see Ruan Ruan, I broke off the marriage with Fu Ershao, and then Are you not afraid that your uncle and aunt will get angry when you bring people like this?"

    Wen Ruan was silent for a while, then raised her head to look at Fu Zhihuan, thought about it carefully, then nodded, and said very seriously: "Yes, did you hear me, I broke off the marriage."

    “…”

    Fu Zhihuan was silent for a while, pursed his lips, his eyes darkened, then turned his head to look at the woman, his eyes were even colder and sharper: "Shut up."

    Who asked you to remind Wen Ruan about the divorce?

    "What's the background of this person?"

     "Yeah, why do you feel like you've never seen this face in Tong City?"

    "It doesn't look easy to provoke, and she still protects Wen Ruan..."

    "I said why she broke off with Fu Ershao. It turned out to be ambiguous with other men. You said that if the Fu family knew about this, they would be furious?"

    The people around didn't want to cause trouble, they all backed out of a circle, but they couldn't help biting each other's ears, whispering and discussing fiercely.

     "What do you think this person is? Are you really afraid that the Fu family will get in trouble?"

    Before he finished speaking, he heard Fu Mingheng's clear voice in the distance.

    "Aru."

    Fu Mingheng, still holding a half glass of wine in his hand, frowned and looked over, seeing that they were in a circle, so he quickened his pace a little and walked towards them: "This is What's the matter? Mr. An asked about you just now, but in a blink of an eye—"

    He was still talking, but when he turned his head, he saw Wen Ruan beside him.

    Wen Ruan had been yawning while watching the play just now, and now she met Fu Mingheng's gaze and raised her hand to compare.

    Fu Mingheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he felt sorry, and there was a three-point ridicule in his tone: "So Miss Wen is here, I mean why you disappeared in a while."

    Fu Zhihuan glanced at him out of the corner of the eye and asked in a low voice, "Your sports car is coming back?"

    “…”

    Fu Mingheng froze suddenly.

    Today, he talked in Fu Zhihuan's ear about the precious sports car that he had passed away all morning.

    The people around looked at the two people in front of them, and they were all dumbfounded for a moment.

    The Fu family is the most eye-catching and famous family in Tong City. , how could he not know Fu Mingheng's identity.

    With this conjecture, everyone's heart began to beat drums.

    They were still whispering about Fu Ershao just now, Bao Qi has been heard, in case the family settles accounts after the autumn...

    Thinking like this, even eating melons has become boring.

    But the people present still kept their last hope alive.

    …No, definitely not.

    Fu Ershao and Wen Ruan are incompatible, how could they still protect her so intimately and stand for her?

    Until Fu Mingheng laughed, raised his head and said to the people around him: "Forgot to introduce, this is my younger brother, Fu Zhihuan, although he has already changed his name, but I still don't I can't come, so I called him Alu like that."

    After he finished speaking, he added cheerfully, "Are you two chatting just now?"

    “…”

    The people next to her couldn't laugh, they could only hear their own heartbreak.

    The woman who took the lead in the arrogance just now has a face ashen at the moment.

    Especially when I think back to the run on Wen Ruan just now, it's as funny as a clown.

    Fu Mingheng saw the dejected faces of the people around him, he was a little confused, and looked back at Wen Ruan: "What's wrong?"

    Wen Ruan calmly analyzed: "It's normal, because we're not chatting, we're arguing."

    "A quarrel?" Fu Mingheng suspected that he had heard it wrong.

    Wen Ruan nodded seriously, and immediately complained, "Yes, Fu Zhihuan almost got into a fight."

    “…”

    No wonder this group of people is so mourning, they can't even laugh on their own.

    Fu Zhihuan heard Wen Ruan crossing the river and demolishing the bridge like this, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, laughed helplessly, and looked down at her: "I don't have a conscience, why did I fight, I'm clearly standing up for you ."

    Wen Ruan turned her head and snorted arrogantly: "Who asked you to stand up for me?"

    Speaking, she also raised her hand and pointed her finger at the woman wearing the fur shawl just now, with a loud voice: "Hey, you see, everyone knows that we both divorced early. So whoever helps me out doesn't need you to help me."

    Finally, he raised his chin and threw a question to the fur shawl: "Are you right?"

    “…”

    Shut up.

    The fur shawl was not only heartbroken at this moment, she even felt that her breathing was about to stop suddenly.

    In this situation, who can't see that Fu Ershao is protecting Wen Ruan.

    And there is a high probability that this Fu Lv is really as rumored to say that he does not want to break off the marriage.

    She said that just now, no doubt that she was looking for a thorn in him. She prayed repeatedly in her heart just now, hoping that Fu Lu would forget about this matter, who knew that Wen Ruan still reminded him one more thing .

    She really is the most poisonous woman.

    Forget it, as long as this little girl is happy, she doesn't mind being used as a gunman.

    The fur shawl was difficult to ride on a tiger, hesitated for a long time, bit his lower lip, then took a few steps forward, lowered his head, and whispered like a mosquito: "Sorry, Fu Ershao, just now I'm not right, I shouldn't be so emotional."

      He just snorted softly, turned his body slightly, and said with a bit of carelessness in his tone: "I'm not angry."

    The woman sighed in relief: "Then..."

    "However, you made my little girl unhappy." Before she could finish the delivery, the person in front of her slowly added a sentence.

    The woman froze.

    "So, no need to apologize to me."

    Fu Zhihuan tapped Wen Ruan behind him with his thumb, smiled and said in a deep voice, "Apologize to her."

    The surroundings were silent.

    If it wasn't direct enough just now, Fu Zhihuan made it clear now that he wanted to support Wen Ruan.

    It seems that the forty-three editions of the love-hate entanglement between the two people in the previous version of the gossip, it turns out that only the version of Fu Zhihuan chasing Wen Ruan is true.

    The atmosphere was deadlocked for a long time.

    This woman wearing a fur shawl has a relatively low family background. It should be said that she is the most sought after young lady next to Wen Ruan.

    Originally, she and Wen Ruan were always compared to each other. Usually, the two of them would smell like gunpowder when they met and chatted, not even the plastic sisters.

    It's easy to apologize to Fu Zhihuan, but to apologize to Wen Ruan, who she has never seen since she was a child, she can't get over that.

    Fu Mingheng, who was watching the play, was very excited.

    It was the first time I saw my brother protect a girl so much, it was really touching!

    While quietly live-streaming the content of the current scene in his small group, he drank the red wine as a drink, and by the way, he also asked passersby to help refill a glass.

    Finally, after half a minute of silence, the woman gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, walked to Wen Ruan, and lowered her head: "I'm sorry."

    Wen Ruan didn't have a big reaction, just answered "Oh" slightly indifferently.

     Then she thought of something, reached out and pulled out An Xuyin next to her, raised her chin: "Wait, you have to apologize to her."

    An Xuyin was obviously a little panicked, her eyes dodged a little, and there was nowhere to put it.

    The woman's face flushed red, she clenched her fists, took deep breaths repeatedly, and then almost bit the bottom, saying word by word, "Song, Miss An, I'm sorry."

    After he finished speaking, he didn't even want to hear a response, he turned around and walked away with high heels.

    Boring.

    Seeing the woman leaving, Wen Ruan let go of the hand holding An Xuyin's shoulder.

    She looked up at Fu Zhihuan, thought about it, and said, "Thank you."

    At the end, he raised another index finger and added plausibly: "Although you seem to be helpful, it does not mean that I have forgiven you. We Scorpios are very vengeful!"

    No matter what, the momentum cannot be lost.

    "That's it."

    Fu Zhihuan listened to Wen Ruan's words, lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, then chuckled softly and said in a low voice, "Well, then I will try harder next time?"

    “…”

    Fu Mingheng, who has been broadcasting live with his parents, finally couldn't bear the unscrupulous behavior of the two, who seemed to be ambiguous but actually abused the dog.

    He turned off the phone and coughed: "Alu, you have to go see Mr. An with me."

    Today, Fu Changming and his wife have something to do, so the two of them have to go through the scene.

    The voice just fell, and a hearty laughter was heard not far away: "Mingheng, long time no see."

    Mr. An, the father of An Xuyin, took his wife and walked slowly towards them.

    He paused, raised his eyes, and gave An Xuyin a look with a little warning and coldness in his eyes.

    An Xuyin shivered all over, but she walked over obediently without saying a word, stood beside Mr. An, and stopped her back by the way.

    Mr. An put away the dissatisfaction in his eyes, then smiled and looked at a few people: "I heard that the little girl caused some trouble, so I came to see, I didn't expect to make you look ugly. Miss Wen , and thank you for speaking on behalf of Xiaoyin just now, this child has just returned, and his personality is still relatively restrained."

    An Xuyin's eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard this.

    Wen Ruan laughed and reopened the social mode: "It's okay."

    Fu Mingheng smiled politely: "Where are you talking?"

    Then, she turned to introduce Fu Zhihuan: "Mr. An, this is my younger brother, Fu Zhihuan, who has been in Jiangcheng for a few years, and only recently came back."

    Fu Zhihuan raised his eyes, leaned over and held out his hand, with just the right attitude: "Hello."

    Wen Ruan swept the person beside her with her peripheral vision.

    Fu Zhihuan can handle any situation with ease.

    He is one of the very few, he doesn't need to say too much, just standing, he can make people feel different from his eyes and temperament.

    Mr. An shook his hand with a smile, then turned his head and glanced at An Xuyin beside him, although he had a smile on his face, his tone seemed to be a little unhappy and cold: "Little Yin, don't say hello to the two of you, and introduce yourself."

    Two?

    Wen Ruan suddenly felt wrong.

    She counted.

    Isn’t it three of you!

    With Wen Ruan's keen intuition and Mr. An's expression as if he was looking at his future son-in-law, she keenly sensed something was wrong.

    It turns out that the birthday banquet and setting the limelight for An Xuyin are more important…

    Eighty percent settle down and have the idea of ​​marrying the Fu family.

    The author has something to say: This chapter draws fifty red envelopes.

    There may be no late night surprise tonight, I will wake up early tomorrow! Update sooner!

    There will be a double update tomorrow! Now that doesn't even count!

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    I lost Wu Lei because I was 10 minutes late, so this time, I will swear to sleep with Bai Jingting!

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