Interstellar boss brings his own dowry to ask for marriage

"I'm warning you, restrain yourself. This is someone else's engagement party."

Fu Yiyi warned in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.

Lu Xinghe was afraid of making her angry, so he quickly promised in a low voice: "I will listen to you."

Before Fu Yiyi could show a satisfied look, Lu Xinghe added: "Yiyi, if you want, we can get engaged right away. How about it? It will definitely be more luxurious than this."

Lu Xinghe looked at Fu Yiyi with a bad expression, felt a chill on his neck, and then shut up tactfully.

The protagonist hasn't arrived yet. Fu Siyuan and Zong Zheng Zhiyuan are standing together, chatting about something. Fu Yiyi has a faint smile on his face.

Fu Siyuan turned around and accurately found Fu Yiyi's position through the crowd. He looked at her gently, and then saw that Lu Xinghe next to her had never taken his eyes off Fu Yiyi. Although his smile did not change, it did not reach his eyes.

"Laugh, you won't be able to laugh anymore in a while." Fu Yiyi turned away after seeing Fu Siyuan's gaze.

At this time, Fu Ling also found Fu Yiyi and walked towards her, but when she saw Lu Xinghe, she curled her lips.

"Sister Yiyi, stay away from certain people to avoid being led astray."

Fu Yiyi raised her eyebrows and looked at Lu Xinghe.

"Don't listen to her nonsense." Lu Xinghe pointed at Fu Ling, "I'm telling you, don't force me to make an exception and hit a woman, okay?"

Fu Ling stuck out her tongue, made a face, and challenged, "Go ahead and hit me, go ahead and hit me!"

"You..." Lu Xinghe could only point his finger helplessly in anger.

While the two of them were bickering, Fu Yiyi heard the voices of the people around them.

"The Marshal is here!"

"Why are you still wearing your combat uniform?"

"He's the main character today. He's here so late. Is he unhappy with this marriage?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

Zong Zheng Feiyu was dressed in combat uniform, with blood stains on his body so dried that the color could not be seen. No one could tell that this was his engagement party. Those who didn't know would think he was there to disrupt the party.

Zong Zheng Zhiyuan looked at his son's attire. For the sake of dignity, he couldn't get angry in public. He forced a smile and said, "No matter how anxious you are, you should change into something decent before coming back."

"I'm sorry, I just came back from Insect Planet and I'm short on time. I wonder what party you're rushing me to attend?"

Zong Zheng Feiyu did not deliberately lower his voice when speaking, but as his mental power spread, everyone present could hear it.

Everyone whispered among themselves.

"Doesn't the Marshal know that he's engaged?"

"That's what I was saying. Who would wear combat uniform to their own engagement party, especially when they just came back from Insect Planet?"

Fu Siyuan looked at the father and son with a bad face, "Uncle Zong Zheng, shouldn't you explain this to me?"

Zong Zheng Zhiyuan glared at his son. "Siyuan, don't listen to his nonsense. I told him about this a few days ago, but he was too busy and might have forgotten. Look, I captured the person from the front line today. Don't worry, Feiyu and Wanwan's engagement party will go on as usual."

Fu Siyuan's expression softened considerably. "In that case, let the Marshal change his clothes first so that he and my sister can toast everyone with a glass of wine."

"Fei Yu, go change your clothes quickly."

Zong Zheng Feiyu slowly adjusted his cuffs. "I think I've clearly refused. I won't get engaged. Why are you still doing this? Are you trying to violate federal law and interfere with someone else's freedom of marriage?"

Zong Zheng Zhiyuan was so angry that he was speechless. He couldn't refute the federal law in front of so many people.

"Also, Prime Minister Fu Siyuan, you actually agreed to the engagement without even meeting the man your sister was getting engaged to or hearing his personal consent. How rash of you to do so."

"I hope you won't make such a low-level mistake next time. It will easily make the people of the Federation doubt whether you are capable of holding this position."

"Okay, I still have military matters to attend to, so I won't play house with you guys here anymore."

The wine glass in Fu Siyuan's hand was almost crushed by him, but the smile on his face grew wider.

Fu Yiyi looked at Zong Zheng Feiyu as he left, "Good fellow, this guy was so mean to me before, but he still held back."

The farce ended in a bad mood, but Fu Yiyi did not see any anger or sympathy for her sister on Fu Ling's face.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why be angry? It would have been good if we had found out earlier. If we had to stay together and spend our whole life with someone who doesn't love us, that would be torture." She didn't say the rest of the words, just like her mother, who had suffered for them and her father for decades.

Fu Yiyi gave her a thumbs up.

"Sister Yiyi, I won't talk to you for now. Wanwan is still waiting for the Marshal to arrive in her room. She doesn't know about this. I'm afraid she'll be sad. Go and accompany her first. I'll arrange for someone to take you back to school."

"Well, go ahead. We'll see you tomorrow."

Fu Ling turned and left.

"Yi Yi, you don't need her to send you home. I'll take you home. I also need to go back to school."

Fu Yiyi looked at the many guests at the scene, all of whom left one after another, and did not even dare to step forward and offend Fu Siyuan, so she agreed to Lu Xinghe. She was also embarrassed to wait for someone to see her off, and the Fu family was not in the mood for that right now.

The two of them walked outside.

"Yi Yi, wait a moment, I'll send someone to take you back."

Fu Siyuan walked behind the two of them without knowing when.

Lu Xinghe stood between the two of them, like a little rooster with its feathers standing on end.

"No need, I will take Yi Yi back to school. I won't bother you anymore. You should go back and take care of your sister!"

"Hey, Lu Xinghe, this kid really knows how to rub salt into someone else's wounds." Fu Yiyi listened to what the person in front of him said and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in his heart.

She stuck her head out from behind, smiled at Fu Siyuan, and said politely, "Mr. Prime Minister, I won't bother you. We're on our way." After that, she grabbed Lu Xinghe's clothes and left.

Fu Siyuan looked at the backs of the two people as they left, his expression gloomy. He did not turn around and enter the luxurious castle until the two people left in the hovercraft.

"Did you come here by yourself?" Fu Yiyi asked.

"Yes, I'm here for my dad."

"What happened to your dad? Is he sick?"

"No, he simply doesn't want to come." Lu Xinghe didn't dare to say it directly. Lu Yuanshan was jealous that other people's sons found a normal woman, while his own son had to find a sterile one.

Fu Yiyi seemed to understand something suddenly, and he didn't have the habit of asking questions.

The two of them didn't communicate anymore. Twenty minutes later, Lu Xinghe sent the person directly to the dormitory door.

"Yi Yi, I'll come find you tomorrow morning and we'll go to class together."

"Fu Ling will go with me tomorrow. If you don't mind, it's up to you."