His dignity is inherent

His tone was not high, but it contained hidden power and pressure.

At this moment, the sense of tension and oppression came over instantly, and even Feng San felt a chill in his heart.

He couldn't bear the aura emanating from Yu Xiheng. His hands holding the steering wheel were throbbing with veins, and cold sweat broke out on his head: "Brother Ninth..."

"I didn't say forget it." Si Fuqing leaned on the back of the chair, looking very relaxed, "Sansan, let me tell you, as a human being, you must not repay kindness with enmity."

"But others are stepping on you again and again. If you still swallow your anger, they will definitely think that you are easier to bully. Have you ever heard that a good person will be bullied by others, and a good horse will be ridiculed?"

Feng San: "..."

Unjustly accused.

He just used official language to ask Yu Xiheng as usual as before.

Who knew I would get a different answer.

But at the same time, Feng San also breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been with Yu Xiheng for so long, but he still can't figure out its meaning.

Although Yu Xiheng is approachable, he is actually very unattainable and elusive.

"What's more, I've already shown courtesy." Si Fuqing sighed softly, regretfully, "What a pity, they didn't seize the opportunity."

Feng San wiped his sweat and said, "Miss Si, it was my slip of the tongue. You taught me a lesson."

"Let's go have dinner first." Yu Xiheng spoke again, in his usual tepid tone, "Linjiang House."

Feng San responded and drove there.

Si Fuqing turned his head.

Only then did she notice that what he wore was not luxurious, nor was it low-key like other noble men. It was truly ordinary, not a big-name one.

But this ordinary suit was worn by him to give it a high-end look.

The light fell and shone on his sleeves, reflecting a somewhat mottled bewitchment.

Si Fuqing was thoughtful.

She didn't deliberately understand Yu Xiheng's background.

But since the surname is Yu and the handicrafts are very big, it can only be the family from Sijiucheng.

She vaguely remembered Yu Tang's third brother, who was dressed in luxury goods from head to toe.

But Yu Xiheng's dignity is innate and does not need extraneous things to embellish it.

It is true that the Yu family is the most wealthy family in Forty-Nine City, but such a temperament can only be cultivated by aristocratic families.

Si Fuqing looked away and collected his thoughts.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of Linjiang House.

Si Fuqing got out of the car first, and Feng San drove away to the parking lot behind.

"Woo woo woo, Qingqing!" Yu Tang, who had followed all the way, ran over. Seeing that Yu Xiheng was not there, he immediately stepped forward and was moved again, "I knew that Uncle Jiu, with his feet on the colorful auspicious clouds, would definitely be able to save you from

Bring him out of dire straits!"

Si Fuqing: "..."

Colorful auspicious clouds, what the hell?

Yu Tang poked the girl's face, which was full of collagen, and then poked again: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It's so soft, pinch it."

Si Fuqing grabbed her hand and said, "Don't poke her in the real face."

"Qingqing, please promise me that we won't put on makeup, okay?" Yu Tang reluctantly took back her hand, "If you go out without makeup, you can definitely be called the number one red carpet female star in the entertainment industry, and you wear that kind of ghostly makeup.

Well?"

Si Fuqing didn't care: "Being too good-looking is also a kind of trouble."

Yutang got stuck and said, "That's right. The entertainment industry is a very dirty place. If you look better, you will be sent to the capital's bed."

Si Fuqing paused and smiled: "Yes, the entertainment industry is really a mess now. No, it's not just the entertainment industry."

Yu Tang lowered his voice: "I'm telling you, don't look at my uncle Jiu, he has a leg problem. There are many people who want to hook up with him. Do you know Bie Yunxi?"

Si Fuqing thought for a while and found the name Bieyunxi from his memory.

The popular Xiaohua became popular on the Internet a while ago because she filmed a school drama, and was called "the nation's first love".

She raised her eyebrows in surprise: "No, isn't she taking the pure route?"

"Qingqing, there are still many things you don't know." Yu Tang snorted, "How many of the characters in the entertainment industry are real? They are just created to gain popularity."

"Like me, although I chase stars, I only look at faces and never have true feelings. As long as I run fast, I will never collapse!"

As he said that, Yu Tang was puzzled: "That's not right, aren't you an insider? Why don't you know anything?"

Si Fuqing said lazily: "What kind of insider am I? A poor insider like me?"

"That's right." Yu Tang whined again, "Qingqing, you are so pitiful. If you want to be exploited by Uncle Jiu, that workaholic, I must tell Uncle Jiu and let him hide you."

"No." Si Fuqing choked out in a rare moment, "I have the ability to be self-reliant. Your Uncle Jiu and I are just making money transactions."

"Okay, then let me tell you some more gossip. In addition to this Farewell Yunxi, there is also that Xia Sheng. She also wants to hook up with my Ninth Uncle." Yu Tang lowered his voice and sounded mysterious, "

But my uncle Jiu didn’t even look at it, so he had her thrown out.”

"He doesn't respond to so many women. Hey, Qingqing, do you think he can't do it?"

Si Fuqing coughed lightly: "Miss Yu."

Yu Tang still held her arm and rubbed it: "What's wrong?"

Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows: "Behind you."

"What's going on behind me?" Yu Tang turned around and patted his chest, "Even if it's my Uncle Ninth behind me, he can't stop me from saying he doesn't -"

Yu Tang stopped talking. She had never felt that the world was so quiet.

The man didn't know when he came back.

He was sitting upright in a wheelchair, looking restrained and dignified.

Next to him, Feng San lowered his head, not daring to breathe, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This Miss Yutang really dares to say anything.

Yu Xiheng's eyes were slightly raised, neither happy nor angry: "Yu Tang."

Yu Tang was so excited that a layer of sweat broke out on his back: "Uncle Nine!"

It's over, her uncle Ninth couldn't have heard everything she said, right?

"Go back to Sijiu City." Yu Xiheng said calmly, "I have no place to take you here."

"No! I don't want it!" Yu Tang hugged Si Fuqing's waist tightly, "I want to be close to Qingqing, you bad guy, don't break us up!"

"Yu Tang." Yu Xiheng's eyes were dark, "Don't make me say it a second time."

Feng San has already stepped forward: "Miss, don't embarrass Brother Ninth."

Yu Tang immediately backed away, holding Si Fuqing's arm, and whispered: "Qingqing, help me."

Si Fuqing raised his head: "Ah?"

How can she help?

Si Fuqing thought of an excuse very seriously and said seriously: "I'm sorry, boss, I was the one who discussed the gossip with Tangtang just now. I will never discuss you again in the future."

"You have the appearance of a heavenly being, you can swallow up mountains and rivers, you are powerful in the world, you are unparalleled in the world, so don't argue with us."

Feng San: "..."

He really admired Ms. Si who was so good at talking, and the rainbow farts came as soon as she said it.

Yu Xiheng's expression paused, but upon closer inspection, even the color of her lips remained calm.

The wheelchair turned and he took the lead to leave.

Feng San followed closely behind.

Yu Tang's mouth opened into an O shape.

Even her grandfather couldn't make her uncle Ninth change his mind, but Qingqing managed it with just one sentence.

Sure enough, her choice was right!

Yu Tang cheered: "Qingqing, you are so good, I will repay you like a horse."

"That's not necessary." Si Fuqing lifted her hair from her forehead and said slowly, "I want to see my fans."

Yu Tang: "..."

She silently took out her mobile phone and handed it over with some pain.

There are dozens of anti-fan groups she has added, and the number of people in each group is around 2,000.
To be continued...