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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Two: Eldest Lady's Wolfdog Actor 42(1/2)

Ying Qian covered her mouth.

Don't let yourself laugh too much.

"Don't laugh!"

Fu Chengxiao became even more angry.

Especially when Yingqian didn't listen to his words at all, she laughed so much that crystal tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.

He gritted his teeth.

He gently pinched Yingqian's thin waist.

"you..."

Yingqian immediately shuddered, turned his head, and glared at Fu Chengxiao fiercely.

"You bastard, are you looking for death?"

Her eyes widened.

There was still a hint of red at the end of his eyes from laughter.

The long eyelashes were stained with tears.

What it looks like at this time.

But for some reason, Fu Chengxiao felt...

Somewhat cute.

He cleared his throat.

He turned his eyes, not daring to look at Ying Qian's face.

He just forced his strong voice and said:

"The rich young lady still curses and curses?"

"What I'm scolding is not a human being, but a bastard."

Yingqian snorted coldly.

Too lazy to argue with Fu Chengxiao, she glanced in Wei Hongxue's direction and said:

"Aunt Wei looks very angry. Have you thought about how to explain to her?"

"explain?"

Fu Chengxiao spread his hands, raised an evil smile, raised his eyebrows and said:

"I fell in love with my sister at first sight, and I fell in love with my sister for life, and then..."

"Three Yang Kaitai."

Yingqian answered the question and asked with empty eyes:

"Do you want to play Idiom Solitaire?"

"I just want to say..." Fu Chengxiao tightened his arms, hugged Yingqian tighter, and said with a smile, "If the two of us want to be together, no one can stop us!"

"This is all a mess."

Yingqian showed a sour expression.

This suddenly changed from a love affair to an engagement.

It was already too much for her to accept.

I don’t want to keep being an unmarried couple with Fu Chengxiao.

Ying Qian's face darkened and she said seriously:

"In a few days, we will cancel this non-existent engagement, understand?"

Her eyes were serious.

The red lips were slightly pursed.

Even his eyebrows wrinkled.

Fu Chengxiao's mood fell from the top of the clouds to the bottom of the valley at this moment.

Is Yingqian so impatient that she wants to end the relationship with him?

Inexplicable unhappiness welled up in my heart.

Fu Chengxiao's voice also deepened.

"Because of Chu Ci?"

"Why is this necessary?" Yingqian glanced at him and suddenly asked with surprise: "Hey, you don't really want to marry me, do you?"

"I..."

Fu Chengxiao was stunned.

He should have denied it.

Marry Yingqian?

What a joke!

Who would want to marry this fierce young lady?

But the words came to his lips.

Suddenly, there was a strange throbbing in my heart.

Like joy.

Seemingly panicked.

It's sour and sweet.

Fu Chengxiao glanced at Yingqian secretly.

His gaze fell from her trembling eyelashes to her bright red lips.

He suddenly felt it.

Engaged and married to Yingqian.

Live together again.

Live a lifetime.

like...

Not bad either.

Fu Chengxiao was lost in thought.

But Yingqian was impatient with waiting. She slapped Fu Chengxiao's hand away and said:

"A month at most, and we have to agree with Aunt Wei that this matter will be kept secret and cannot be spread out to anyone!"

"Why?"

The palm of his hand left Ying Qian's slim waist, and the sudden coldness made Fu Chengxiao feel inexplicably unhappy.

He suppressed it to prevent his expression from becoming like a doll that had run out of candy.

Zhang Jun was left cold and he asked angrily:

"Is it because of Chu Ci? How can I be inferior to that Chu Ci?"

"It's not a matter of comparison."

Ying Qian raised her head and looked at Fu Chengxiao, then mysteriously leaned into his ear and murmured:

"It's fate."

Fu Chengxiao: "..."

He suddenly felt like he was being tricked by Ying Qian.

But she looked serious again.

It seems that it is really because of Nalaoshizi's fate.

Only then would he pester Chu Ci and not let go.

Fu Chengxiao snorted coldly.

He raised his hand and tapped Ying Qian's forehead.

"Fool."

The family dinner has come to an end.

The guests gradually dispersed.

Waiting for the last Wei family member to leave, Wei Hongxue turned her head, and the smile on her face disappeared in an instant.
To be continued...
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