Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

One sentence completely dropped the atmosphere in the car to freezing point.

Fu Han's face was cold, and there was a piercing chill like icicles in his eyes.

Wen Qingyue also remained silent and turned her head to look out the window with cold eyes until the green light turned on and Fu Han started the car.

Along the way, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was oppressive. Wen Qingyue's words not only hurt Fu Han, but also hurt herself, making both of them feel bad.

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As soon as they arrived at the gate of the Fu mansion, another car came from the other side almost at the same time, and they went side by side, waiting for the guard to open the door together.

Wen Qingyue looked sideways at the car outside the window, but she didn't recognize who it was. The car was very low-key, but to be able to come to Fu's house to have dinner with the old man, her identity and background were not easy.

Just as she was thinking, the window of the back seat of the car next to her was lowered, and a serious man in a formal suit and glasses appeared, with familiar features.

Wen Qingyue was thinking about who this person was, when the car window in front of her fell down, which caught her off guard, and turned her head to look at the man beside her in shock.

"what are you doing?"

Fu Han didn't respond to her, but greeted the man outside the window, "Hi, uncle!"

Wen Qingyue: "..."

No wonder it looks familiar. It was Fu Zheng who she rescued at the auction. Wen Qingyue slowly turned her head to look at Fu Zheng, and greeted Fu Zheng with a smile, "Hi, uncle!"

Except for the last auction, this was the first time she and Fu Zheng met. Fu Zheng was also taken aback, obviously not recognizing her, but politely nodded and responded, "Okay, just came back from a business trip?"

This question was for Fu Han, but Wen Qingyue didn't answer.

Fu Han nodded lightly, "Yeah."

The conversation between the two ended sloppily, without the intimacy of ordinary uncles and nephews at all, as awkward as two strangers.

Wen Qingyue was a little embarrassed, and was thinking about whether to speak, when the door opened, Fu Zheng's driver drove in first, and her eyes were staggered, she felt instantly relieved.

She glanced sideways at Fu Han, with doubts in her eyes. At the last auction, after Fu Zheng fell ill and fainted, Fu Han was obviously very nervous. Judging from his reaction, he should have a good relationship. Why did he see it again today? It seems that is not the case.

Thinking hard, she couldn't figure it out, the car had already stopped in the garage, Wen Qingyue had no choice but to restrain her thoughts and get out of the car together.

Fu Zhengren had already come over and stood by the side waiting for them.

Wen Qingyue hesitated for a moment, walked around to Fu Han's side, and took his arm actively.

Fu Han was stunned for a moment, looked down at her expression, and his heart sank after a little bit of vitality, "If you can't laugh, don't laugh, it's ugly."

Wen Qingyue: "..."

At this time, he was picky about her ugly smile. Why couldn't he see her smirk at first?

She was slandering in her heart, the corners of her mouth raised even higher as if provocative, with a smile all over her face, she lowered her voice and said: "I am naturally beautiful, no matter how ugly my expression is, I will not be ugly."

After the words fell, the two stood beside Fu Zheng. Fu Zheng looked at them and said, "Is this Qingyue?"

Wen Qingyue immediately smiled obediently and nodded, "Well, yes, Second Uncle!"

Fu Zheng nodded with a smile, "Hello, I would like to thank you for saving me during the auction. I have been busy with work since then and have no chance to meet each other. Don't blame the second uncle."

"Second Uncle is too polite."

The two exchanged a few words of courtesy and entered the room together, only to hear laughter coming from the room.

Wen Qingyue stood at the entrance to change her slippers, and when she opened the cabinet door, she saw a pair of women's cotton shoes.

It seems that tonight's meal is not just a family dinner, but also someone else. Hearing the voices in the room, she may know this person.

Wen Qingyue had an ominous premonition in her heart. As soon as she changed her shoes, she heard that pleasant voice greet Fu Zheng obediently, "Hi, Uncle Er, long time no see, Uncle Er is getting more and more refined!"

"Wan Yu, it's been a long time since I saw you, and you are getting sweeter. I read the news that you were in a car accident. Are you injured?"

What is there to say?

Love rivals are extremely jealous when they meet each other, and life is full of quarrels. Before she and Fu Han had a clear argument, the poacher had already come to his house to meet his elders.

That's right, it was Su Wanyu who greeted Fu Zheng cordially in the room at the moment.

Fu Han also recognized the person by the voice, his expression froze, his brows and eyes lowered.

He subconsciously looked at the person beside him, and Wen Qingyue happened to be looking at him too, met his gaze, and curled his lower lip lukewarmly, "I think I should find an excuse to leave first?"

Otherwise, I am afraid that this meal will be very uncomfortable.

She doesn't understand what the Fu family means now. Didn't Grandpa Fu see the news?

Grandpa Fu doesn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, so he doesn't know that she can understand it. What about Dong Yuan and Fu Zheng?

Fu Zheng also mentioned the news of Su Wanyu's car accident just now, which proves that he knows, but they prefer Su Wanyu, they don't care about her, they don't care about her niece and daughter-in-law's feelings.

Fu Han grabbed her wrist, the heat of the palm penetrated the skin and stuck to the blood vessels, his thumb gently rubbed the back of her wrist, and comforted her in a low voice: "I didn't know she was there, you are Fu Han." People at home are not allowed to leave."

These words made Wen Qingyue feel better, but only a little bit, she said without expression: "You are not afraid of her being sad, then I don't care."

She wanted to pull out her hand, but Fu Han held it tightly, his facial muscles tensed, and said in a low voice, "Sooner or later, she will wake up from her dream and face reality."

Wen Qingyue didn't know there was something in his words, and the dream meant something else, she just thought he was coaxing herself, curled her lips, and didn't care.

Fu Zheng chatted with Su Wanyu for a few words, and then remembered that Fu Han and Wen Qingyue hadn't come yet, so he raised his head and called out, "Ah Han, why haven't you come here yet?"

"Here I am. I haven't found the shoes. Yueyue is looking for them for me. It's been a while." Fu Han led her out of the entrance and approached her in the sight of everyone.

Only then did Wen Qingyue realize that Grandpa Fu was not in the living room, only Su Wanyu and her mother were in the room.

Mother Su and Dong Yuan sat next to each other with smiles on their faces. It seemed that they had a good chat just now. Su Wanyu sat beside Dong Yuan's right hand. Watching her come over, the smile on Su Wanyu's face froze slightly.

The others were old men, their smiles remained the same, and Mother Su even greeted them with subtle eyes.

Everyone can talk about the scene, they will, Wen Qingyue can even say hello one by one with a smile, and sit on the other side with Fu Han.

"Yueyue, this is Wanyu. I grew up with Ah Han. Their family is nearby. Have you met each other?" Dong Yuan suddenly opened her mouth to introduce Su Wanyu to Wen Qingyue.

I don't know what to think, I think they don't know each other.

Wen Qingyue couldn't figure out Dong Yuan's intentions, so she smiled faintly, "Yes, I met Fu Han the day I moved into Fu Han's house, and we held a reception banquet for Miss Su together, and that time left a deep impression on Miss Su. "

On the first day they met, they declared war on her, saying that they liked Fu Han, and no one would forget her.