The maid wants to turn over, and the rough general can't help but tease

Song Yan did not have a good impression of her third uncle's family. Except for Fu Xichen, everyone else was a scum in her eyes. Although Fu Xichen was narrow-minded and had no ability, he was harmless. The most dangerous one was her third uncle. Although he pretended to be harmless, his small eyes that sparkled like a street rat, his narrow eyebrows, sunken skin, and deep and prominent eye bags were enough to let her know that he was a narrow-minded, conscienceless, and poorly behaved man.

More importantly, there is a deep green spot on Aunt Fu San’s head, which shows that Uncle Fu San is unfaithful to his marriage.

Moreover, there was a dark aura emanating from his body, indicating that he was related to the murder. After all, she could feel that he had a long life. In fact, in his previous life, even though Fu Yusheng was old and his body was very weak, his third uncle was still alive.

Recalling the past, she narrowed her eyes as she looked at Uncle Fu, who was whispering to his wife. If she guessed correctly, Fu Yusheng had been assassinated many times when he was old. By the time he was sixty, when this man was over a hundred years old, Fu Yusheng was already covered in wounds and blood. It was not until Uncle Fu died that the attacks on Fu Yusheng stopped, and he no longer needed to fight desperately.

When Song Yan thought of this, her eyes narrowed and her face suddenly changed. She looked at Uncle Fu not far away, with a hint of cruelty in her eyes. This man was the culprit who caused Fu Yusheng's untimely death. If it weren't for his repeated attacks, Fu Yusheng should have lived for several more years.

Uncle Fu was talking to his wife when he felt someone was looking at him. He raised his head in surprise and looked in the direction where the coldness came from. When he met Song Yan's icy gaze, he was stunned and trembled all over. He immediately looked away, not knowing why Song Yan was looking at him like that, but he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He was right, this woman was not a good person at all.

She is just like Fu Yusheng, that complete psychopath. The way she looks at him is as if she wants to kick him out of this world. What a bitch!

Nothing like it.

Uncle Fu felt a chill in his heart at this moment, thinking about how to get his wife close to Song Yan and then make good use of her. However, from the look in Song Yan's eyes, he could see that she was not someone who would listen to his orders.

"What are you thinking about? What's wrong with you? Why are you sweating all over?" Aunt Fu San found that her husband was not right. She couldn't help but take a look, and then squinted her eyes at her husband who was sweating all over his face, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I'm fine...it's just that the hall is too crowded." Uncle Fu didn't want to admit that he was scared away by Song Yan standing on the other side, so he made an excuse and looked at his wife who seemed dissatisfied, narrowing his eyes, "What do you want to say? If you want me to fall ill, will you be satisfied?"

Aunt Fu was stunned when she saw her husband was angry with her, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she softened her expression and said, "Okay, okay, why are you angry with me? I know you are unhappy. I will listen to you, okay?"

"Mom, I'm going to see my friends." Fu Qingyuan noticed a friend waving at her and walked over, not wanting to listen to her parents' argument.

"Okay, go ahead. Just remember not to cause trouble." Aunt Fu San did not stop her daughter. Although she loved her daughter the most, her husband was the most important, so she was willing to coax her husband who was angry with her.

After obtaining his mother's consent, Fu Qingyuan walked to where his friends were standing.

"Qingyuan, you're here? I thought your dad had grounded you because of what happened at the university." The girl in the purple sequined dress said to Fu Qingyuan, "My dad was reluctant to bring me to this party. If I hadn't given up a month's pocket money, he would have left me at home a long time ago."

"My parents are not that strict with me, Pei Yue." Fu Qingyuan said to the woman beside him, "They won't punish me for such a small matter."

As she spoke, an arrogant look appeared on her face, which made Pei Yue's face darken.

"That's great. I wish my parents were like this too." Pei Yue smacked her lips unwillingly and picked up the wine glass held by the waiter. "But what makes me uncomfortable is that I'm standing here without any pocket money, while Fu Rong, that damn bitch, is so quiet. Just seeing her face makes me unhappy."

Fu Qingyuan's eyes flashed, he looked at Pei Yue, and then smiled: "Then why don't you make her unhappy?"