Fu Qingchen's cold eyes fell lightly on Nangong Yu.
His eyes were so calm that there was no emotion at all.
So indifferent...as if Nangong Yu was just a stranger.
"Is there anything else you can do?" His voice was cold and without any emotion, "If you are fine, then don't disturb me while I'm reading."
"I……"
Nangong Yu was startled, biting her lip to control her inner emotions.
In front of Fu Qingchen, she had lowered her posture, praying and expressing sorrow, but the young man still did not look at her.
What should she do to stop him from being so cruel to her?
"Qingchen," Mrs. Fu frowned again, "What's your attitude? The princess comes to visit you kindly, but you treat her like this? Don't forget, it was the princess who saved your life! This is how you treat your savior.
?”
A lifesaver?
These four words pierced Fu Qingchen's heart so hard that his breathing felt painful.
If it weren't for this so-called life-saving grace, he would never have agreed to marry her, and after she broke into his study, he had kicked her out.
"If I could do it all over again..." Fu Qingchen sneered, "I hope I can die in that ruins, which is better than being saved by her. Aren't you just using this life-saving kindness to blackmail me? What if I marry her?
If that's not enough repayment, how about letting me give her life back?"
"Qingchen, that's not what I meant."
Mrs. Fu's brows furrowed more and more tightly, and her voice was filled with helplessness: "I just hope you can treat her better."
"I think I have enough respect for her, otherwise, do you think she can still stand here now?" Fu Qingchen laughed sarcastically, "Well, we are getting married in two days, and you can't even have peace for these two days.
Are you not willing to give it to me? Okay, then I will do as you wish, but I can’t get married!"
Wow!
Fu Qingchen stood up suddenly, and the chairs behind him were overturned by him.
The young man's expression was cold, with a stinging feeling.
"No," Nangong Yu was completely panicked. She hurriedly grabbed Mrs. Fu's sleeves, shook her head, and then turned her eyes to Fu Qingchen, her eyes filled with tears, "Qingchen, I'm sorry, I'm the one here to disturb you."
If I marry you, don’t be angry. I can wait for these two days. I will wait for you to marry me after two days..."
Fu Qingchen glanced at Nangong Yu coldly. He lifted up the chair that was on the ground, sat down calmly, picked up the book again, and said in a cold voice: "If you don't want me to regret my marriage, you all should get out."
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving now."
Nangong Yu glanced at Fu Qingchen reluctantly, then gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed towards the sunshine outside the house.
The moment she turned back, two lines of hot tears flowed down from her eyes, covering her cheeks.
"Qingchen, you really went too far!" Mrs. Fu was furious, but she was afraid of angering Fu Qingchen, so she could only hold her palms firmly and suppress her inner anger, "Do you know that for you
How much hardship have I put into this important marriage matter? If I didn't have you as my only son, I would never let the princess marry such a cruel and heartless person as you."
Fu Qingchen sneered and said: "I also hope that you can have one more son, so that you will not keep forcing me to marry Nangong Yu. No, even if you have another son, your marriage will be in your hands, so I