Mr. Fu walked to the sofa and sat down. Liu Qiong quickly brought a cup of tea happily.
The old man took it, slowly picked up the cup, and covered the tea stem with the tea lid.
He spoke with great vigor.
"Miss Xiao should know that Yancheng is getting married, right? Shanxiao is the wedding room I gave to Mianmian. You rushed to chase me and broke into the house like this. Didn't the Xiao family teach you what etiquette, justice and shame are?"
"Grandpa Fu, I..."
"Shut up, don't call me Grandpa Fu!"
Mr. Fu put down the teacup in his hand and stared straight at her with his sharp eyes.
"Now, call your parents. I want the Xiao family to come to Shan Xiao to pick you up. Since your parents have never taught you not to rush to be a mistress at a young age, then I will teach you tonight.
you."
Xiao Chuqing's eyes suddenly turned red and tears fell.
Fu Yancheng sat aside and frowned.
"Grandpa, Chu Qing is just here as a guest."
"Shut up, too!"
The old man slammed the table and narrowed his eyes.
"Yancheng, if you say another word, I will no longer cooperate with any treatment from the hospital."
Fu Yancheng's heart tightened and he suddenly stopped talking.
The old man looked at Xiao Chuqing again and sneered.
"Why, don't you know your parents' phone numbers?"
Xiao Chuqing cried and took out her mobile phone, obviously hesitant. If she was picked up from Shanxiao, the matter would spread throughout the imperial capital tomorrow, and she would never be able to hold her head up again.
And the old man threatened Fu Yancheng with his own body. Fu Yancheng obviously couldn't do anything, otherwise no one would be able to bear the responsibility if something serious happened to the old man.
Xiao Chuqing's face turned red from being humiliated, and she clutched her phone tightly.
Tears were already covering his face, "Mr. Fu, can you..."
Fu Yancheng on the side raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Grandpa, if you are angry that I brought someone of the opposite sex to Shanxiao, I promise you that I will never do it again in the future, and I will go and apologize to Sheng Mian in person, okay?"
The implication is, don't make Xiao Chuqing look too ugly, after all, we have known her for so many years.
Mr. Fu stood up and asked Liu Qiong at the side.
"Where's Mian Mianren?"
I called him at night, but now he's not here. Could it be that he felt aggrieved and found a place to cry?
Liu Qiong wished she could tell everything Bai Qiu did, but she was a servant after all.
"Miss Sheng has something to do and is delayed outside."
The old man looked at Fu Yancheng.
"Call her, pick her up in person, and apologize properly. Yancheng, I'm giving you face, not the Xiao family. If you really want to make me angry, the Xiao family won't have to do business in the imperial capital.
Miss, I also hope that you will recognize your identity. Mianmian is Yancheng's wife. Now that you have come to show her off, you are also a mistress who cannot be on the stage. It is impossible for your mother to use this trick to get into power. You are the same.
Shall we follow suit?"
This last sentence was so humiliating that Xiao Chuqing stood up crying, her shoulders shaking terribly.
She subconsciously wanted to rely on Fu Yancheng, but when she thought of the old man's words, she stopped halfway.
She bit her lips tightly, drawing blood from her bites.
Over the years, because she became Fu Yancheng's girlfriend, no one mentioned her mother's affairs. She felt proud, but now the most powerful person in the Fu family unceremoniously tore off this fig leaf in front of her.
She felt humiliated like never before.
"The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. No matter how unfavorable Mianmian is to Yancheng, it is not something a woman like you can humiliate. Get out of here."
"grandfather!"
Fu Yancheng's tone became stern, but thinking of his body, there was nothing he could do.
Xiao Chuqing had dressed up happily for several hours, but now she could barely stand. She cried and took the bag beside her, and had to say goodbye politely to the old man.
"Mr. Fu, I'll leave first."
Tears were streaming down her face, and she looked weak.
Fu Yancheng wanted to send him off, but the old man stopped him.
"Call Mianmian and go pick her up now. If she doesn't forgive you, you will kneel for me outside Shanxiao all night tonight!"
