Quick Wear: The Concubine is Seductive and Seduces the Mistress

Seeing her like this, not to mention that Lu Yingqin already had some affection for her, even if he didn't, he would still be moved.

The question he asked had nothing to do with Song Qingrang, but the matter between them was not a small one. He privately felt that Liu Fuyin should know about it, and might just be pretending not to know in front of him. He even suspected that her appearance and love in front of him were all fake. If he didn't ask directly, that suspicion would only continue to grow.

But after asking this, Lu Yingqin felt a little regretful. An unknown guilt suddenly surged in his heart, and he hugged the crying woman in his arms.

"Ayin, how could I be bored? I just think you should know why you think this way. Isn't it obvious that I usually don't show it? I like Ayin very much, too." He didn't say anything about his relationship with Song Qingrang, but instead avoided the main point and talked about liking her.

Liu Fuyin nestled in his arms, shaking her body slightly, and spoke with a hint of disbelief, "Are you lying to me, Master? You clearly..."

Halfway through her words she lowered her head again, her eyelashes trembling slightly to hide the disappointment in her eyes, and the unfinished words were very obvious.

Lu Yingqin paused, tightened his arms around the person, and explained, "We just grew up together and depend on each other. That's why our relationship is hard to explain. Now, of course, I like you from the bottom of my heart."

"Really?" Although it was a rhetorical question, Liu Fuyin had already burst into laughter, her eyes full of anticipation. She didn't hug him until she saw the other party nodded affirmatively.

Her action was a little sudden, and she seemed to want to jump up and hug him. Lu Yingqin's eyebrows jumped when he saw this, and he quickly stopped her and hugged her in his arms.

Liu Fuyin buried her face in front of the man. The love in her eyes disappeared instantly, but her tone was cheerful and hopeful: "Then will you always like me, Master?"

As if afraid that the other party would remain silent, she continued, "No matter what, I will always love you!"

Lu Yingqin sighed and laughed as he listened to her self-questioning and answering questions.

If Liu Fuyin always had this kind of personality, he would probably really fall in love with her. Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "I will always like Ayin."

After he finished speaking, the person in his arms fell silent. Just when he thought the topic was over, he heard a very quiet voice: "We agreed that you must always like me."

When Meng Yutang came back after shopping, she noticed that the atmosphere between the two was not right. Lu Yingqin looked at her somewhat unnaturally, and Liu Fuyin's eyes were red and her eyelashes were misty, and it was obvious that she had been crying.

She was a little confused, "Lu Yingqin, I just bought something and came back, you wouldn't hit her, right?"

Lu Yingqin's eyes widened, "Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?"

Not to mention beating women, from childhood to adulthood, he probably only slapped Song Qingrang once. He was not the kind of person who would use force to solve problems.

Meng Yutang affirmed: "Then you must have scolded her, otherwise why would she suddenly cry."

When she saw Meng Yutang coming over, Liu Fuyin called out "Sister Meng" and threw herself into her arms. There was more moisture in her eyes. Meng Yutang was now even more certain that it was Lu Yingqin who was scolding her.

While she took out her handkerchief to wipe the tears of the man, she glared at Lu Yingqin and said unhappily, "Today is a festival after all. You should have given us something, but why did you make us cry?"

There was a hint of complaint in these words, and Lu Yingqin was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he pulled the girl into his arms and hugged her, saying viciously, "She belongs to me."

Meng Yutang frowned, and the tone in her words was full of concern that she herself had not expected. "Yes, it is, but Sister Liu is pregnant, so why are you holding her without any care? Don't hurt her."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Liu Fuyin wanted to go over. After Lu Yingqin noticed it, he looked at the person in his arms for a few seconds, and the rejection in his eyes was obvious.

Since she couldn’t hug him anymore, Liu Fuyin could only hold Lu Yingqin’s hand while secretly pulling Meng Yutang’s hand.

This sudden stalemate was just a small episode. The three of them continued to stroll together, attracting a lot of attention along the way. After all, there were no other people like them.

Because she was being held by people on both sides, she had no hands to hold the candy painting she wanted to eat. Meng Yutang was holding it for her to eat, but when Lu Yingqin saw it, he snatched it away.

The same thing happened with the food they bought later. In the end, it became a situation where whenever she said she wanted something, the two of them would rush to choose for her. When they passed by a jewelry store, she casually praised the jade hairpin as pretty, and as a result, one of them chose a white jade hairpin and the other chose a green jade. After they made their choices, they didn't say anything and just looked at her.

Liu Fuyin looked at this and then at that, and at the same time stretched out both hands, smiling, "They all look good, I want to know what to do with them!"

Her eyelashes fluttered as she spoke, and no one could say anything that would force her to choose only one.

Meng Yutang coughed lightly, "Didn't Master say that she was yours? Why does she look at everything strangely, as if she had never seen it before? How could she be so poor in the mansion?"

Lu Yingqin...

"When we get back, I'll ask Kang Heng to send you the set of translucent red jade headpieces in my storeroom. They're much more beautiful than these."

"Wow! You are so kind, Master. I like it so much! But doesn't Sister Meng have it?"

Lu Yingqin was silent again, "Give her the Hetian jade."

"Wow, why are you so nice today? Is it a holiday gift?" Meng Yutang imitated Liu Fuyin's tone.

Lu Yingqin was speechless, "Please speak properly." This tone gave him goose bumps, but he still felt it was normal after hearing what Ayin said.

They were strolling around happily, and it was not known whether it was a coincidence or Song Qingrang was asking around, but they met face to face.

As soon as they saw him, the three of them all fell silent, especially Liu Fuyin, who immediately started to complain, "This is really weird, how come we meet here, this can't be a coincidence!"