There were two people coming in at the door at some point. A handsome young man was pushing a wheelchair. A man with a thin and indifferent expression was sitting on the wheelchair. Fu Fengcheng!

Although Leng Sa had never seen Fu Fengcheng, she had seen his photos in some tabloids. The person in front of her seemed to be very different from the ones Fu Shaoshuai in those photos, but she still recognized her at a glance.

He was once praised by the old master of the Fu family as the son of the Qilin of the Fu family, Qianliju, and the eldest grandson of the Fu family who was named the word Feng at birth.

The king of birds, the male is the phoenix, and the female is the phoenix. The phoenix has five virtues, which is a metaphor for the saintly virtue. The phoenix dances in the sky, the flute and the Shaoxiao are nine times, and there is a phoenix coming. This shows the importance and high hopes of the old master of the Fu family for this eldest grandson.

It’s a pity that such a man who was destined to be arrogant was dropped into dust half a year ago.

The man in the wheelchair had a handsome, cold and imposing face. There was a scar on the corner of his left eye, which made him look like he was carrying a seven-pointed evil spirit. Compared to the burly and wealthy Tujun Fu, Fu Fengcheng's face stood as deep as a knife. The dangerous scar at the moment did not make people feel ugly, but instead added a bit of wildness and domineeringness to the face that many people called him a little face. However, those eyes, when he looked at it at first, even Leng Sa couldn't stop slapping in his heart.

There seemed to be a cold flame in those eyes, and if you are not careful, you will burn it all.

Oh, waiver.

Leng Sa couldn't help but whistle in her heart, it's the best.

The moment Fu Fengcheng and Leng Sa looked at each other, he was slightly stunned. Is this girl not afraid of him?

After seeing a man like Fu Fengcheng, I can't help but feel bored when I look at others. Even Fu Yucheng, the fourth young master of the Fu family who was supposed to be Leng Mingyue's husband and Fu Fengcheng's father and mother.

Zheng Ying gave up such a top-notch man and surrendered to Fu Yucheng. Is it really hard to speak? Well... This is not a problem of being unable to speak. If it weren't changed, maybe there wouldn't be even a chance to speak in this life.

Fu Yucheng got up from the ground in a hurry, his face changed a few times before he finally found his due look, "Big, brother, why are you here?"

Fu Fengcheng's eyes slowly slid across everyone and finally fell on Fu Yucheng's face. Facing his gaze, Fu Yucheng couldn't help but avoid a little and dared not look at him. Fu Yucheng really didn't expect Fu Fengcheng to appear here. After all, it has been four or five months since Fu Fengcheng woke up after the injury half a year ago. Except for the three months that he really was lying on the bed and unable to move, he has never even gone out of the yard where he lives.

Now he suddenly appears here, why? For whom?

Is it for Leng Mingyue?

No! Fu Yucheng shook his head quickly in his heart and put aside this idea. His elder brother has been cruel and ruthless since he was a child, and his temper has become even more gloomy after being injured. How could he make a special trip for a woman he has never seen before?

Fu Fengcheng did not answer his question, but asked: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Yucheng pulled Zheng Ying and said, "I...I will buy things with Aying."

Zheng Ying was a little embarrassed and looked at Fu Fengcheng and wanted to speak but stopped.

Zheng Ying is the same age as Fu Yucheng, but the marriage between the Fu family and the Zheng family was decided when she was still young. Zheng Ying was naturally very satisfied with Fu Fengcheng, an outstanding fiancé, and was proud of him. However, when Fu Fengcheng was young, the domestic situation was still unstable. Fu Fengcheng was sent abroad to study at the age of nine and returned only at the age of sixteen. After returning, he was sent to the university and the Central Army in Beijing for further studies. He originally planned to get married when Zheng Ying was eighteen years old, but who knew that two years ago, Mrs. Fu Fengcheng died of illness at the age of eighteen. Fu Fengcheng wanted to mourn the old lady for another year, so he delayed it.

If it weren't for the incident half a year ago, then Zheng Ying should be the wife of the eldest young master of the Fu family now.

But Fu Fengcheng did not look at Zheng Ying, but looked at Leng Sa.

Leng Sa curled her lower lip slightly, "I'm shopping with my friend, Mr. Fu, I'll be lucky."

The young man standing behind Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa with some curiosity. In recent years, many people in Yuecheng called the eldest young master the young marshal. After being injured, these names seemed to have changed into the eldest young master naturally. Before Fu Jun had expressed his opinion, it seemed that everyone had already agreed that the Fu family would never belong to Fu Fengcheng in the future. The third lady of the Leng family called him Mr. Fu.

This is a meaningless neutral word, neither the young marshal with flattery and flattery, nor the eldest marshal with sympathy and compassion.

Fu Fengcheng nodded and looked back at the young man behind him.

The young man bowed slightly to Leng Sa and smiled and said, "Hello, Madam, I am Xu Shaoming, the adjutant of Madam, Madam. Madam said that the consumption of Madam and your friends today is his."

Leng Sa looked at the young man in surprise, and his understanding ability was also perfect.

Leng Sa is not polite, "Mr. Fu has spent money."

The young man said: "The eldest young lady and this lady have anything to like, just pick it."

Leng Sa shook her head and said, "There's no need, but... Miss Zheng said she wanted to compensate me just now, and we are negotiating. Mr. Fu, your brother is too ungraceful."

The young man silently glanced at the fourth young master who had just gotten up from the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little worried about the personal safety of his eldest young master.

"Miss Mingyue said, I will teach him a lesson." The young man in the wheelchair said lightly.

Leng Sa snapped his fingers, "It's better to talk to Mr. Fu, just call me Leng Sa."

Miss Leng Sa's third lady, whose name is Sa, is Mingyue.

The name Leng Sa was actually filled in by herself when she was admitted to Anlan University. She was originally named Leng Mingyue at home.

"Good name."

Leng Sa looked back at Fu Yucheng and Zheng Ying standing aside, "Two, we can continue now."

Zheng Ying looked pale and didn't say anything. Fu Yucheng stared at Leng Sa with gritted teeth, "Leng Mingyue, are you crazy? Are you worthy of one million and two hundred thousand?"

Bai Xi beside Leng Sa laughed out loud. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she hurriedly covered her mouth and hid behind Leng Sa. She just whispered: "Don't you ask, is the fourth young master worthy? It seems that Miss Zheng used Sasa's fiancé's compensation?"

Fu Yucheng stared at Bai Xi coldly, but Bai Xi was not afraid and even made a face at him. Although Bai Xi was studying in Yongcheng, she was from the north and her family was also powerful, so she naturally would not be afraid of the fourth young master of the Fu family.

Leng Sa sighed lightly and said, "It seems that I can't receive this compensation."

"Sa Sa is so pitiful." Bai Xi gave her a loving hug and comforted her.

Leng Sa suddenly curled her lips and looked at Zheng Ying and smiled: "Since that's the case, I will remember to give Miss Zheng a gift."

"You...what do you want to do?" Zheng Ying said. Somehow, she suddenly felt that Leng Mingyue, who had always been inconspicuous in school, was a little scary.

Leng Mingyue is indeed a famous beauty in Yongcheng. If she only looks exquisite, she is even more than Zheng Ying, but before that, most people's eyes were just a down-and-out scholarly girl with a simple appearance.

Leng Sa said leisurely: "Those who are three people will always be three."

"You..." Some words are easy to understand even if they cross time and space.

Zheng Ying's face changed, and she suddenly covered her stomach and moaned, "It hurts so much!"

"A Ying, how are you?" Fu Yucheng hurriedly hugged her in his arms and glared at Leng Sa hatefully, but Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting on the side, dared not say anything. He leaned over and picked up Zheng Ying and walked out quickly. The girls who followed them also followed him quickly. In a moment, more than half of the people in the store were missing, and the originally crowded shop suddenly became empty.

Xu Shaoming was secretly shocked. The young lady is so powerful.

Next to him, Leng Sa moved his wrist calmly, "I was so green by this kind of war. Fortunately, no one knew." If the matter of wearing it in front was recorded, wouldn't she have been laughed out of the grave by those women?
Chapter completed!