The news that Sang Jiu was injured for Fu Yancheng this time has spread in the circle. Compared with Sheng Mian's sudden betrayal, Sang Jiu stood up for love at the critical moment. If Fu Yancheng can't even look down on this, then he really doesn't know.
What kind of woman do you want to marry?
There is no way it could be the missing Sheng Mian.
Everyone in the circle is waiting and watching, and many family members have already started calling Fu Yancheng.
Now the entire Fu family belongs to Fu Yancheng. If we can marry him, it will be a good thing for both families.
Fu Yancheng received no less than ten phone calls, and they all said that they wanted to send someone to do an internship and take care of him, but they almost said that they wanted to give the woman to him.
He didn't respond at all.
Until now, Sang Jiu looked at him pitifully and asked that question.
"Husband Yancheng, what's the difference between me and Sheng Mian?"
Fu Yancheng's eyelashes trembled fiercely. He remembered what he had asked Sheng Mian in his dream - what was the difference between him and his brother.
Now that Sangjiu asked similar questions to him, he actually saw a feeling of sympathy for her.
In relationships, the one who is not loved is always humble.
Sangjiu cried, and the pear blossoms were wet with rain.
Then she wiped her tears.
"It's okay. I'm willing to wait. Everything I do for you this time is voluntary. Don't put any psychological burden on me. I will still chase you until you agree."
She looked at him with a direct and passionate gaze, and the love inside was self-evident.
Fu Yancheng was silent for a moment, feeling pain in his chest because of the difference in that sentence.
He has been compared with Fu Xingzhou since he was a child, and everyone thinks he is not as good as Fu Xingzhou.
But he never bothered about it. He thought that as long as he had a good sleep, it would be better than anything else.
Once upon a time, he also showed his fragile side in front of her. Because he was not taken seriously and was always ignored, he hugged her tightly and said nothing.
He thought she might be touched at a certain moment, so when they were lingering, she would always stare at him with her watery eyes.
Now she knows that the person she loves is Fu Xingzhou, the brother he has always been inferior to.
Fu Yancheng felt that all the weaknesses he had shown had turned into a joke.
It felt like a big hole had been drilled into his chest, and he was bleeding profusely.
He stood up calmly and said something when he saw Sang Jiu's tears.
"Let me think about it."
There was a hint of ecstasy in Sang Jiu's eyes, and he was a little unbelievable.
"Husband Yancheng, are you serious? Are you willing to consider being with me?!"
Fu Yancheng left without saying anything else.
Sang Tingyu chased after him. Both of them were wearing suits, and one looked more noble than the other.
"Mr. Fu, I don't want you to tell lies to deceive Xiaojiu. She is very simple and has never been in love. Now she is devoted to you. If you give her hope and let her down, I will not let you go.
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"Brother!"
Sang Jiu's voice came from inside the door. She opened the door with disapproval on her face.
"Don't talk to Yancheng's husband like that. I trust him. He won't let me down. And even if he disappoints me, it doesn't matter. I have enough love to keep waiting."
Sang Jiu has always placed himself in the position of a humble lover, and from the first day he entered the imperial capital, he made no secret of his pursuit of Fu Yancheng.
No one will doubt her sincerity.
Sang Tingyu felt helpless when he saw her speaking for Fu Yancheng like this.
"I'm afraid you will be deceived. You are very stupid."
Sang Jiu supported the wall and slowly walked to Fu Yancheng.
"I believe he won't lie to me."
When she said that I believed her, her eyes sparkled.
Fu Yancheng just looked in the direction of the elevator, nodded to a few people, and left slowly.
Sang Tinggu didn't catch up, but raised his hand and touched Sang Jiu's head.
"Don't worry, if he is irresponsible in this matter, I will negotiate with him. You must not wrong yourself, Xiaojiu, you are the daughter of the Sang family."
Sang Jiu's face was filled with sweetness and she held his arm.
"I understand, brother, you don't have to worry about me. You can go and do your own thing. Wind will be here to watch over me."
Sang Tingyu nodded, gave some instructions, and left.
As soon as he left, the smile on Sang Jiu's face slowly disappeared, and he looked coldly at the elevator door.
Now Fu Yancheng still hasn't made up her mind, she must add more firepower.