Monk Lu Fanzhang was confused and he turned off the engine and got out of the car, then walked in.
The window in the living room was bright and clear. Lu Fan did not find Tang Huanxi. However, there was a sudden "bang" sound from upstairs. Lu Fan hurriedly ran to the second floor and saw that Tang Huanxi's bedroom door was open and she was sitting on a wicker chair on the balcony of the bedroom.
, his eyes were always on the clump of blooming jasmine in the garden downstairs.
Lu Fan walked over quietly, fearing to disturb Tang Huanxi's trance.
Then he sat on the wicker chair opposite her. As soon as his buttocks settled down, Tang Huanxi suddenly sighed softly, turned his head and looked at Lu Fan.
"What's wrong? Are you worried?" Lu Fan asked.
"You already know Fu Zikun, right?" Tang Huanxi asked.
Lu Fan was stunned. Tang Huanxi had mentioned this person on the phone this morning, and now he mentioned it again. It was obvious that this person held a lot of weight in her heart.
"I know." Lu Fan nodded and admitted, "The eldest son of the Fu family, the actual controller of Binhai Commerce, a frequent visitor in wealthy circles, one of the four young men, and a man of great influence in Southern Province."
These are just the Fu Zikun that Lu Fan heard about, and they are also the Fu Zikun in the eyes of the world. He has thousands of auras, but in his heart, he has different definitions.
"Back then, he pursued me and asked the old man of the Fu family to come to propose marriage. The old lady personally promised the marriage, but later because of your appearance, my grandfather went to the Fu family to regret the marriage in person and betrothed me to you. For this reason, the Fu family
For a long time, various means have been used to suppress the Tang family. The Tang family has fallen into decline so quickly, and it is inseparable from this matter."
Tang Huanxi took a deep breath and frankly explained this unknown past.
Back then, after the old man of the Fu family came to propose marriage and got the old lady's consent, many people in Nandu regarded her as Fu Zikun's fiancée. The two met several times and were about to set a date for their wedding.
"The old man is more discerning." Lu Fan nodded and said.
"You don't mind?" Tang Huanxi asked with a frown.
"What do you mind?" Lu Fan asked curiously.
"I was promised to someone else..." Tang Huanxi's beautiful eyes were gloomy, but he hesitated to speak.