Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Jiang Manxue could see it clearly.

After all, Fu Qingye had only demonstrated it to her not long ago.

"Is Fu Qingye's left hand punch very powerful?" Jiang Manxue asked Chen Xiaolu in a low voice in her ear amidst the cheers and applause around her.

Chen Xiaolu looked very excited, explaining to Jiang Manxue with a tear in his throat.

"Of course! In our club, there are many punchers, but few left-handed ones. There are even fewer left-handed ones like Mr. Fu. You see, his right hand made a fake first, and then Swing the left fist again!"

As if cooperating with Chen Xiaolu's explanation, Fu Qingye made a quick feint and punched out with his left hand again!
I saw the tall and strong opponent that Jiang Manxue said was like a sack, hit the ground by Fu Qingye's punch, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Fu is so ruthless, it hurts just looking at it." Chen Xiaolu clicked his tongue, then looked at Jiang Manxue and told her in a low voice: "Not only that, Mr. Fu's left hand defense is also very strong. Wait for you Come here a few times, and you’ll be able to see him fighting with others.”

Jiang Manxue moved her throat.She looked at Fu Qingye who was standing on the ring, waiting for his opponent to get up again.

Fu Qingye's hands were naturally hanging by his side.He looked at his opponent very calmly, without any contempt because he was not as strong as himself.It was flat from beginning to end.The lines of his arms appear natural and smooth, as if they were a perfect statue carved by a top sculptor.The blood vessels on the arm protruded slightly, with a slight blue color, and even a faint layer of water on it.

"Mr. Fu, do you often play against others?" Jiang Manxue heard her own voice, accompanied by a pounding heartbeat.

"Not often." Chen Xiaolu whispered next to her. "However, everyone in the club knows that he is powerful and likes to play against him. Sometimes he is asked for guidance, and he never puts on airs." After speaking, Chen Xiaolu looked at Jiang Manxue and suddenly concluded: "Xiaoxue, Mr. Fu is fine."

When Jiang Manxue heard Chen Xiaolu's last words, she couldn't help laughing, and said lightly, "I know."

Of course I know, Fu Qingye is very good.Even, better than good.

Jiang Manxue watched Fu Qingye stop competing after his opponent couldn't get up at all.Everyone knew that Fu Qingye had won.

Then, she saw Fu Qingye walking over, bent down and reached out to the opponent lying on the ground.

The man on the ground held Fu Qingye's hand, used his strength to get up from the ground, and gave Fu Qingye a thumbs up.

"Young Master Fu, I'm convinced, you're really good!" When he said this, his right cheek was still swollen, which was the injury caused by Fu Qingye's left fist.

Fu Qingye shook hands with him in a friendly way: "You've made rapid progress. Even the block with your right hand needs to be practiced again."

After Fu Qingye finished speaking, the man laughed even wider.It's just that the swollen cheeks and eyes are squeezed together, which looks very funny.

Jiang Manxue looked at the man and said happily, "Thank you, Young Master Fu!"

"..." Then, Jiang Manxue felt helpless.She found that she really couldn't understand the feelings between men.After all, it was the first time she saw such a happy person after being beaten.Moreover, he is still thanking those who injured him.

"Very curious?" Chen Xiaolu glanced at Jiang Manxue's expression, and knew what she was thinking.He poked Jiang Manxue lightly with his elbow and winked at her. "At the beginning, I also thought it was quite curious. I thought the world of men was really strange. One second, I could fight to the death, but the next second, it turned into sympathy between opponents. We women seem to never be able to understand men. Kind of romantic."

"En." Jiang Manxue nodded slightly. "However, it cannot be denied that it is really passionate."

After hearing her words, Chen Xiaolu winked at Jiang Manxue: "Do you know Mr. Fu better? Xiaoxue, Mr. Fu is really nice. Really!"

Jiang Manxue smiled helplessly.

She saw that Chen Xiaolu kept promoting Fu Qingye to her as if he was selling a commodity.He kept introducing to her how good Fu Qingye was.She couldn't say anything but nod and smile.

"Oh. Our Mr. Fu is so nice, Xiaoxue, why don't you like him?" Chen Xiaolu couldn't help but sighed, feeling very discouraged.

Jiang Manxue lowered her head slightly, not knowing what to say.

She knew that Fu Qingye was very good, and she actually liked Fu Qingye very much.But her so-called liking only exists among friends.She did not deny that she admired Fu Qingye very much.But appreciation has nothing to do with love.

Some people are really bad, full of flaws.But that still does not prevent that there will be a person in this world who truly loves him.

Jiang Manxue pursed her lips, unable to answer Chen Xiaolu's words.

At this time, Fu Qingye had already finished talking to his opponent in the ring.He turned his head and fixed his eyes on Jiang Manxue.

Jiang Manxue raised her head and looked directly at him.After a while, Jiang Manxue smiled and gave him a very powerful gesture of praise.

Fu Qingye's eyes gradually softened.

He walked to the edge of the ring, put his hands on the hurdle, and jumped directly from the ring.Then he walked straight towards Jiang Manxue.

"What about the promised reward?" Fu Qingye took off the wrapped wristband and threw it aside.

Jiang Manxue did not doubt that he was there, and asked in a low voice: "What reward do you want? May I treat you to dinner? But it must not be too expensive. I am a poor man, as you know."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Fu Qingye frowned and clicked his tongue lightly.

"Ah?" Jiang Manxue blinked and looked at him puzzled.

"I'll just take it myself." After Fu Qingye said so, he stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Manxue's face, and slowly moved closer.

Fu Qingye probably had just finished punching, and his body was still steaming with sweat.When he was holding Jiang Manxue's face, the palms of his hands, which were dry all year round, were also stained with a thin layer of sweat, which was extremely hot.

Following Fu Qingye's movements, Jiang Manxue slowly raised her head, her eyes dodged, not daring to look at him.

"Fu Qingye, you..."

Jiang Manxue wanted to back away, but soon, her waist was wrapped around Fu Qingye's arm.

"Don't run." Fu Qingye whispered in Jiang Manxue's ear. "I'm just here to get my reward."

Then, there was a burst of booing and whistles from the surrounding crowd.

"Kiss one! Kiss one!"

Amid the rising and falling voices, everyone was looking forward to celebrating everything with a passionate kiss after a victory in a group arena.

Then, amidst the deafening applause, Fu Qingye stroked Jiang Manxue's cheek with his hands, and slowly bent down...