Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

This shouldn't be the reaction.

Sang Fuqing doesn't seem to be a person with strong psychological quality. If he were such a person, his expression would be more indifferent and clear. He would clearly know how the other party scolded him and give a certain response.

However, Sang Fuqing seemed to be accustomed to it and felt a little numb.

Given Sang Fuqing's current living environment, it is highly likely that no one would speak to him so rudely. Although he holds a low position, he is still a civil servant after all. Ordinary people generally would not provoke him, and people with a little status would not say such vulgar words.

But if he had been hearing such words since childhood, his first reaction would be wrong.

Li Huoyue did not miss Sang Fuqing's expression. He could see that Sang Fuqing was stunned for a moment, and then his facial expression calmed down as if he remembered who the person in front of him was.

So what went wrong?

A few days ago, Sang Fuqing's attitude towards his sister-in-law was completely different. He even mistook her for someone else. It didn't look like they had known each other for a long time.

...Have you specifically inquired about the people in the mansion?

Why snoop?

Who gave this information?

Li Huoyue's eyes swept over Sang Fuqing again without any extra movements, but it made Sang Fuqing feel a chill down his spine and he adjusted his sitting position unconsciously.

"Sister-in-law, come, try some of this." Li Huoyue stepped forward and gave his sister-in-law some more dessert.

The sister-in-law felt a little anxious and doubtful, but Li Huoyue was not in a hurry. Even if she was worried, she could only suppress it temporarily.

As soon as I picked up the snack, I didn't have the appetite to eat it, so I put it back.

"Just say it!" Putting down the pastries, the sister-in-law looked at Sang Fuqing impatiently.

"...Ah, good, good, good!" Sang Fuqing sat upright and quickly said what he had prepared, "It was because the clan leader heard that Miss... Li was going to be given an official position, so he thought that this marriage..."

Sang Fuqing said this, looked up at Li Huoyue with a guilty conscience, and added in a low voice: "It's best not to retreat."

Li Huoyue held a brush in his hand and tapped the table lightly with the pen cap.

Could it be that what he wanted to shout was “Huo Huo”?

The name on the marriage card is not Sang Fuqing. Even though the marriage card has already been used, my mother still wants to become relatives with the Sang family.

Is it because there is something unique about Sang Fuqing?

Li Huoyue was still thinking about the problem when the eldest sister-in-law stood up again. This time, she rushed over and slapped Sang Fuqing in the face, shouting, "What do you mean by it's better not to withdraw?! The story between you and that woman surnamed Xu has spread all over Kyoto. Now you say you won't withdraw the engagement? Who the hell are you trying to disgust?!"

Sang Fuqing was a scholar, and a slap from his sister-in-law was enough to knock him to the ground.

Lao Wu was startled and wanted to move forward to support Sang Fuqing, but he was afraid that his sister-in-law had not yet had enough of beating him. If he threw him up and was beaten again, it would be bad news.

For a moment, he was hesitant, in a dilemma.

Although the eldest brother disliked Sang Fuqing, he stepped forward and helped Sang Fuqing up because they were both educated and respectable people. He said, "Women are used to making small quarrels. Lord Sang, please don't take it personally."

When the fifth brother saw that his eldest brother had gone over to help, he also went over to help.

Sang Fuqing waved his hand, rubbed his cheek, and subconsciously looked at Li Huoyue again. Li Huoyue was lowering his head at this time, and it was unknown what he was frowning at.

After saying that it was okay, Sang Fuqing sat back in his original position. He wanted to take a sip of tea to relieve himself, but found that no one was serving tea. He withdrew his hand in dismay, "This is what our clan leader meant. I... I know that Miss Li doesn't want to be with me..."

Sang Fuqing, the top scholar in the imperial examination who had outstanding literary talent at that time, pondered over the words many times, but in the end the words were drowned in his mouth and no sound came out.

"Miss Li." Sang Fuqing called Li Huoyue.

Li Huoyue put down the letter in his hand and looked up at Sang Fuqing.

Sang Fuqing quickly looked away and said:

"...So, I want to tell you first that my mother seems to have changed her attitude today. She seems to want to listen to the opinion of the clan leader. If you really want to cancel the engagement, you can make preparations early."

Sang Fuqing clenched his fists, controlled his voice, and tried his best to appear calm.

Li Huoyue hummed.

"Also...Xu Jiao'er seems to be a little emotional when she heard that you will be promoted to an official position." Sang Fuqing was afraid that Li Huoyue would worry, so he quickly added, "But don't worry, I have controlled her, and she should not ruin your plan."

Li Huoyue listened to Sang Fuqing's last sentence and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Oh?" Li Huoyue walked towards Sang Fuqing step by step. Sang Fuqing's posture became more and more nervous as Li Huoyue got closer.

The distance between them gradually shortened, Sang Fuqing's heart beat faster, and his legs unconsciously wanted to escape. He wanted to ask Li Huoyue to stop, but not only did he not dare to speak, but he also had some expectations that he shouldn't have.

He was afraid of Li Huoyue approaching at this moment, but he didn't want Li Huoyue to stop like this.

Only half a step away from Sang Fuqing, Li Huoyue finally stopped, looked down at Sang Fuqing sitting on the chair, and asked slowly: "Mr. Sang, I don't quite understand what you mean by 'not ruining your plan'?"

This tone!!!

Sang Fuqing's alarm bells immediately rang!

His eyes looked directly at Li Huoyue's right hand without any concealment, and sure enough!

Li Huoyue didn't know when, but he pinched a thin leaf with his fingertips. The white fingers matched with the emerald green color, which was so beautiful that people almost ignored its destructive power.

Sang Fuqing's gaze movements were so clear that even the boss noticed something was wrong.

"Huo Huo, what's wrong?" the boss asked.

The eldest brother had not learned any moves, but he was relatively familiar with the moves of his family. He was really worried about Li Huoyue's attitude. Although Sang Fuqing held a low position, he was still a member of the court. If he was suddenly killed, it might be troublesome to deal with him.

Before Li Huoyue could answer, Sang Fuqing burst out with a desire to survive: "Um... you, you, you planned to cancel the engagement, didn't you?! I will fully cooperate with you!"

This statement sounds reasonable. After all, Sang Fuqing said from the beginning that he came here for this matter.

"Cooperate with me?"

Li Huoyue noticed Sang Fuqing's gaze, and the strange feeling became even stronger.

He actually noticed it the first time?

What does it rely on?

intuition?

Or something else?

"I was given an official title, why would you control Xu Jiaoer?" Li Huoyue was not so easily fooled. She took a step back and continued to ask.

This time she didn't even use the polite "Mr. Sang" to address him. Her voice was so serious and cold as if she was interrogating a criminal.

With an emotionless face and cold eyes, every subtle movement of Li Huoyue was weighing Sang Fuqing's "life or death".