"I'm not interested in women, at least women like you."
Changsun Fengye laughed.
The eldest son, Fengye, originally did not want to come to this marriage between the two families. However, under the pressure of the senior officials of the Holy Land, he had no choice but to come for a formality.
Even if Song Ningyan doesn't think of a way to ruin this marriage, the eldest son Fengye will find a way.
"What do you mean by a woman like me?"
Song Ningyan stopped pretending to be a little girl, glared at the eldest son Fengye, and asked.
"What? Does Miss Song want me to be interested in you?"
Changsun Fengye said with a half-smile.
"That's not the case, it's because what you said was a bit sarcastic."
Hearing this, Song Ningyan quickly put away the thorns all over her body and snorted softly.
"If I want to find a Taoist companion, regardless of his appearance, status, or background, I will fall in love with him at first sight, just by fate."
Changsun Fengye didn't want to be a tool for marriage, so he wanted to find a Taoist partner who he naturally liked.
"There's no such thing as love at first sight these days, it's all love at first sight."
Song Ningyan said contemptuously.
"No." Changsun Fengye flapped the folding fan in his hand and said gracefully and gracefully, "I don't agree with your point of view. Physical intercourse is just bestiality and cannot be regarded as love at all. What I pursue is soul belonging.
.With just one glance, I knew that person was the one I was waiting for."
"Eh! It's so gross!" Song Ningyan complained in a low voice.
"A woman as heroic as Miss Song will naturally not understand. It's okay, I can understand."
In the opinion of Changsun Fengye, women like Song Ningyan like to be competitive and have no femininity at all.
Who uses heroic to describe a woman?
This sentence clearly contains some sarcasm.
"Get lost." Now that she knew that the eldest son Fengye also wanted to break off the engagement, the two hit it off immediately. Without the embarrassment, Song Ningyan took off her mask and gave the eldest son Fengye a blank look.
Dad, it’s not that I don’t want to develop feelings for my daughter, but that the eldest grandson Fengye doesn’t like me.
Song Ningyan was very happy, and the stone hanging in her heart was finally put down.
"Miss Song, I leave the introduction to you."
Changsun Fengye was too lazy to chat with Song Ningyan, it was not interesting at all.
"You just hurt me so much, now you want me to help you, don't even think about it."
Song Ningyan put her hands on her chest, feeling very unhappy.
"In that case, I will tell the elders of the two families later that I fell in love with Miss Song at first sight and am very much in favor of the marriage between the two families."
Turning to look at Song Ningyan, Changsun Fengye showed an evil smile.
"Hey! You're going too far." Song Ningyan was startled, and her face turned pale: "Didn't you just say that you wanted to find someone to belong to in your soul? I'm not your type."
"It doesn't matter. For a good man like me, it doesn't matter if he marries one more woman. When I find my spiritual companion in the future, I can still pursue her."
Changsun Fengye said calmly.
"Stop it, I'll go do something for you, just wait!"
Song Ningyan glared, not daring to gamble, so she had no choice but to lower her head.
"Go!" Changsun Fengye nodded with satisfaction.
Baby, I can't cure you yet.
The corners of Changsun Fengye's mouth raised. This feeling of victory was so good!
With an extremely depressed mood, Song Ningyan came to Chen Qingyuan's residence.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Song Ningyan walked into the guest hall, went straight to the door, and knocked on Chen Qingyuan's door.
Hearing the knock on the door, Chen Qingyuan opened the door with a snap of his fingers.
Then, Chen Qingyuan slowly walked out, looked at Song Ningyan and asked, "Junior sister Song, is something wrong?"
Ever since Song Ningyan bowed her head last time, Chen Qingyuan called her "Junior Sister" without any ambiguity and became more and more smooth.
"The eldest grandson of the Piaomiao Holy Land wants to meet you. He asked me to come over and say hello to you. See if you are willing."
Song Ningyan was used to Chen Qingyuan's personality and no longer bothered about the titles of senior brother and junior sister.
"I don't want to."
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingyuan decisively refused.
Just kidding, meeting the eldest grandson Fengye, isn’t there something wrong with your brain?
"Uh..." Song Ningyan didn't expect Chen Qingyuan to refuse so simply, and she was embarrassed on the spot: "Do you have any grudge against Mr. Changsun?"
"No." Chen Qingyuan shook his head.
"Then why don't you want to see him?"
Song Ningyan said doubtfully.
"That guy doesn't seem like a good person. For safety's sake, it's best to stay away."
Chen Qingyuan said.
It seems like you are not a good person either!
Song Ningyan only muttered these words in her heart and did not dare to say them out.
"Okay! I'll reject him for you."
Song Ningyan nodded.
"Thank you, junior sister." Chen Qingyuan said with a smile.
Thinking of the previous meeting and conversation with the old patriarch, Chen Qingyuan felt lingering fear. It was better to keep a distance from Song Ningyan, otherwise it would be easy to be led by a red rope.
What does the old head of the Song family like about me? Why does he want to make me his grandson-in-law?
Chen Qingyuan has been thinking about this problem and finally came to a conclusion.
hansome.
Full of charm and irresistible.
Alas! Blame me for being too good.
Chen Qingyuan was so narcissistic that before Song Ningyan could finish her words, she closed the door again with a "click".
Looking at the closed door, Song Ningyan swallowed back the words that came to her lips, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and she complained in her heart: "This guy Chen Qingyuan has no manners at all."
The dignified daughter of the Song family turned out to be the microphone.
Song Ningyan told eldest grandson Fengye about Chen Qingyuan's unwillingness to meet.
"That's all. I'll bother you, Miss Song."
The eldest grandson Fengye sighed lightly, slightly disappointed.
Later, Changsun Fengye expressed that he was a little tired.
Song Ningyan led the way and brought the eldest son Fengye to the guest room in the west courtyard that had been prepared.
As for Chen Qingyuan, he lives in the guest hall in the east courtyard, which is far away.
After Song Ningyan left, eldest son Fengye walked directly to the east courtyard.
When Song Ningyan was asked to speak just now, he kept an eye on him and secretly used Taoist techniques to observe and found out where Chen Qingyuan lived.
Now that he knows where Chen Qingyuan lives, Changsun Fengye will of course go there in person.
"Not only are you among the top ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness, but you can also become a disciple of Daoyi Academy. Chen Qingyuan, you must be an interesting person."
Changsun Fengye likes to deal with such interesting people, so that the ordinary life can get a bit of fun.
East courtyard, guest hall.
Chen Qingyuan, who was lying on the bed to rest, suddenly felt a strange breath approaching slowly, and frowned slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Qingyuan decided to go out and take a look.
Opening the door, a handsome man in white appeared in front of him.
Damn it! Why is it this guy!
Chen Qingyuan recognized Changsun Fengye and exclaimed inwardly.
"I am the eldest grandson of Piaomiao Palace, Fengye, who has met Mr. Chen."
Changsun Fengye looked at Chen Qingyuan carefully, his eyes were deep, and there was a smile that made people feel like spring breeze hanging on the corner of his mouth.
He smelled a familiar smell from Chen Qingyuan's body, as if he had crossed paths with him before.
After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized.
Some time ago, during the fight between Wu Junyan and Changsun Qian, Changsun Fengye discovered an interesting person who dressed plainly and deliberately concealed his appearance. At that time, Changsun Fengye also asked for a bottle of wine.
"I'm not. You got the wrong person."
With that said, Chen Qingyuan retreated directly into the house and closed the door.
"..."
The eldest son, Fengye, stood outside the house, disheveled in the breeze.