Huo Yanchuan's face darkened, a storm was coming in his dark eyes, and his whole body was exuding a terrible cold air.
Fu Xinghe held his head high and looked straight back without fear, with a bit of provocation in his eyes.
The two sides were in a stalemate, with no one willing to give in to the other.
Until a voice as clear as a river in the south of the Yangtze River suddenly sounded: "What are you doing!"
Seeing Ji Mingwei coming from a short distance away, the two of them restrained their sharpness at the same time, and then said in unison: "Weiwei."
"Weiwei!"
After they finished speaking, they looked at each other again, with a hint of disgust in their eyes.
Ji Mingwei walked to Huo Yanchuan's side with a smile.
Fu Xinghe's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of disappointment.
But Huo Yanchuan, as if declaring his sovereignty, put his arm around Ji Mingwei's shoulder, lowered his eyes and looked at her tenderly, and lowered his voice: "Is mother-in-law resting?"
Ji Mingwei nodded and said gratefully: "Well, she has gone to bed. Thank you for sending her here."
Huo Yanchuan gently pinched her little face, his eyes loving, "There is no need to say thank you between husband and wife, this is what I should do."
Ji Mingwei smiled sweetly in return.
"Cough...cough..." Fu Xinghe, who was ignored, coughed several times in a row to attract his sister's attention.
Ji Mingwei came back to her senses and looked at Fu Xinghe opposite, as if she remembered something, her eyes lit up, "By the way, you guys know each other now, right? Brother Xinghe, don't be embarrassed, the person you admire is here
In front of you, whatever you want to say, feel free to pour it out to him!"
"Cough!!" Fu Xinghe really choked on his own saliva this time, his cheeks turned red from the choking, and his face was full of embarrassment and embarrassment.
"Oh?" Huo Yanchuan suddenly became interested and asked deliberately, "What's going on with worship?"
Ji Mingwei raised her eyebrows and looked at him, her eyes seeming to say: When I mentioned it to you before, shouldn't you have scoffed? What does this mean now?
A teasing smile appeared in Huo Yanchuan's eyes, and he motioned to her: Baby, cooperate with me.
Ji Mingwei smiled helplessly and cooperated: "Brother Xinghe told me before that he admired your business acumen..."
"Ahem—" Fu Xinghe's throat was almost choked by coughing, and he quickly interrupted, "Weiwei, it's better not to say more about some things and keep them mysterious."
Huo Yanchuan suddenly realized: "It turns out that Mr. Fu admires me. So all the actions just now were not out of provocation, but to attract my attention?"
Fu Xinghe's face turned green, "Mr. Huo is overthinking."
Huo Yanchuan said with a serious face: "Mr. Fu, there is no need to hide it. Since you are my cousin, you are a family member. If you want to learn from me in the future, you can come to me directly."
Fu Xinghe's fist became so hard that he almost suffered internal injuries from holding it in.
Why didn't he know before that Huo Yanchuan was the type who deserved a beating?
If it weren't for Weiwei's sake, he would have punched her by now.
But in front of his sister, he must maintain a good character.
So, he smiled reluctantly and gritted his teeth, "Then next time, I will definitely find an opportunity to spar, spar, spar, spar with the Third Master!"
"Um..." Ji Mingwei estimated the difference in combat power between the two of them, and persuaded: "Let's forget it, Brother Xinghe, you are no match for him, you will be beaten badly..."
Fu Xinghe was deeply hit.
Finally, he left with a depressed figure.
After the others left, Ji Mingwei turned around, held up Huo Yanchuan's handsome face, and said helplessly: "He is my cousin after all, don't bully him too much."
Huo Yanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply, a few chuckles escaped from his throat, "Who is bullying him?"
Ji Mingwei blinked innocently at first, and after looking at each other for a moment, she realized that she couldn't hide it from him, so she simply gave up and whispered, "Who told him to curse our marriage for trouble?"
It's not like she is really stupid. Could it be that she really couldn't tell whether Fu Xinghe admired Huo Yanchuan or was targeting him?
Just now, she was hiding in a corner and watching the tit-for-tat confrontation between them. Then she stood up, both to ease the atmosphere and to vent her anger on Huo Yanchuan.
Can't blame her for being partial.
Everything is first come, first served, right?
Huo Yanchuan's expression softened, and his voice was magnetic and moving, "Weiwei, I am lucky to marry you."
The two were walking hand in hand on the streets of a foreign country. No one knew them and they could show their intimacy without any scruples.
This good mood lasted until night.
It wasn't until we returned to the hotel floor and just got out of the elevator that we heard sobbing and arguing not far away.
"Why are you crying? It's like I bullied you. It's obvious that you spilled the coffee on me on purpose. I didn't make you pay for it, which is already an advantage to you. You're crying here, are you trying to bring trouble to me, right?
"The sharp and harsh voice sounded first, who else could it be if it wasn't Xia Zhijun?
"This little girl obviously didn't mean it, so why should you be aggressive? Besides, you hit and scolded, so you should be treated with mercy and mercy." Ji Mingwei immediately recognized that this was her mother Fu Yuelan.
the sound of.
Xia Zhijun immediately shouted back, "Aunt, what do you have to do here? I'm teaching my juniors a lesson. Why are you meddling in your own business? The coffee didn't spill on you. Of course you can stand and talk without back pain!"
"You..." Fu Yuelan seemed to have never seen such a person before, and was immediately choked.
"Auntie, thank you for helping me." At this moment, another soft voice sounded, it was Moussi speaking, "I'm fine, it really doesn't matter."
Xia Zhijun suddenly said angrily: "Moussi, why are you pretending to be pitiful here? You want everyone to think that I bully you, right? Why are you so mean?"
Moussi sniffed, wiped away her tears, raised her head, and said with a stubborn expression: "Senior Xia, I respect you so I call you senior, but I am not a soft persimmon that you can make round and flat. Please learn the same.
respect me."
"How dare you talk back to me!" Over the past few days, Xia Zhijun has received too much anger from Ji Mingwei. That bitch has Fu Xinghe's backing, and she can't do anything to him now.
But why should Mu Sisi?
She had been stabbed in the back before, a little flower who had just emerged, and she had to teach her a lesson.
"It seems that the slap just now didn't teach you enough!" After saying this, Xia Zhijun looked ferocious, raised his hand and slapped you down again.
As a result, when she waved her palm, Moussi was pulled away, and Ji Mingwei suddenly appeared with a cup of steaming coffee.
She couldn't take her hand back, so she slapped the coffee cup directly. The hot water spilled on the back of her hand, and the coffee cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
"Ahhhh--" Xia Zhijun was so burned that she screamed like a pig being slaughtered.