Zhong You smiled over there, with the corners of his mouth curled up.
"My dear, this is your first love affair. No problem. I will discuss it with your father right away. Don't worry, I will definitely come to the capital to support you, but there are still some things that need to be dealt with here."
Sang Jiu's eyes were full of smiles, and he knew that his mother loved him the most.
It was still afternoon on Zhong You's side, and she was having afternoon tea with a group of ladies. Everyone was wearing exquisite makeup and dressed very brightly. Some even had a small hat pinned to their hair, which was traditional. European clothing.
One of the ladies put down the coffee cup in her hand and asked Zhong You.
"Mrs. Zhong still hasn't found your sister?"
Zhong You shook his head slowly, "No, he has probably passed away after so many years."
"It's such a pity. She was a genius in medicine back then. How could she just disappear? Moreover, she was supposed to marry into the Sang family at that time, but she escaped from the marriage the night before."
Otherwise, the place to marry Sanghai would not fall on Zhong You's head.
Zhong You and this younger sister are twins. The younger sister has always been talented in pharmaceutical research and has already become famous in the medical field at a young age.
Compared with this missing sister, Zhong You is slightly ordinary. She is like a woman specially trained by the Zhong family to marry into a wealthy family.
When these ladies mentioned that woman, their faces were full of jealousy and reminiscence.
There was a long line of men chasing that woman, but they only wanted to do research.
Sanghai pursued her for several years before they got together, but she disappeared the night before the wedding. The guests who were going to attend the wedding banquet had already come from all over the world. Neither the Sang family nor the Zhong family could afford to lose this person. So I let Zhongyou, my sister, get married.
Everyone thought that Songhai would make trouble, but as a result, their married life was relatively peaceful, and they even gave birth to two sons and a daughter.
Since then, the Zhong family has been in decline, and now there is no such family. If Zhong You hadn't married into the Sang family, no one would have remembered that she was from the Zhong family.
Zhong You didn't like how these ladies talked about her sister every time, so he left quickly.
After returning to Sang's house, she waited for Sanghai to come back.
It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Songhai finished his day's work.
Zhong You quickly walked over and took the clothes in his hand.
"Husband, has Xiaojiu called you? She wants to marry Fu Yancheng. Can we discuss this marriage with the Fu family?"
Although Songhai is already in his fifties, he still has a good temperament. When he sits down, his back is very straight.
Back then, with his appearance, he was also a very popular top figure among the aristocratic young ladies in North America.
Whenever Zhong You looks at him, he feels satisfied and shy.
Sanghai had a strong aura and put the document on his knees. When he heard these words, his fingertips paused slightly.
"Do you want to go to the Imperial Capital?"
"Well, Xiaojiu cried a lot on the phone. Since she wants to marry Fu Yancheng, let her."
Something flashed across Sanghai's eyes quickly, and then he nodded, "Then go."
But as soon as he finished saying this, Zhong You's phone rang. It was Sang Tingyu.
"Mom, did Xiaojiu tell you about marrying with the Fu family?"
"As I said, I plan to come over and talk to Fu Yancheng in person."
Sang Tingyu was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Mom, you are facing my little sister, right?"
"certainly."
"I will help Xiaojiu here. Fu Yancheng has a brother. His brother just contacted me. I will cooperate with his brother. You guys can come here later. I am worried that Fu Yancheng will deal with you because of my actions. Imperial Capital
After all, it is his territory."
Zhong You's eyebrows suddenly tightened, "Don't be too ridiculous."
Sang Tingyu stopped talking and had to sigh.
"You have your own ideas, just do what you say."
After Sang Tingyu hung up the phone, she looked at the man sitting in front of her.
The man held a glass of wine in his hand, shaking it gently. When he raised his eyes, the fierceness in his eyebrows seemed to overflow, but in an instant he became very gentle.
"How about it, Mr. Sang, are you willing to cooperate?"
He Zhou leaned back, his face relaxed.
He held a cigarette between his fingertips, looking a little unruly, but Fu Xingzhou never smoked.
