Fu Xixi brought an honest and courteous man to the flat-floor villa.
"Hello, Mr. Jiu, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Chen, the stepfather I have decided to find for my child."
The man wore glasses and looked polite: "Hello, Mr. Jiu."
Mr. Jiu, who was sitting across from him, had a cold expression on his face, and his sharp eyes shot at Fu Xixi: "Are you crazy? You went home last night and you want a man to come over today?"
"Is it still his appearance?"
This man is indeed not very good. He is thirty-nine, has dark skin and is old. If we are together, he can soon be Fu Xixi's father.
No, Fu Zhengkai is younger and nobler than him.
Is she humiliating him like this?
Fu Xixi frowned slightly: "Didn't I do what you said?"
"First, you injured your leg, felt you couldn't take care of me, and tried so hard to drive me away, which shows that you really want to live alone.
As the saying goes, a strong-willed melon is not sweet, and a strong-willed husband is not good. I will follow your wishes and set us free."
"Secondly, Mr. Chen comes from a wealthy family. He is a teacher in a training institution and has a formal career. He is also willing to marry a woman with four children, which shows that he is open-minded. I think it is good."
The corners of Bo Zhan Yeqi's mouth twitched: "What's so good? I think he's clearly after your family's money!"
Mr. Chen quickly said: "Master Jiu, I don't. I really think Miss Fu is beautiful, young and versatile, so I am willing to marry Miss Fu."
"Marry?" Bo Zhan sneered coldly at night: "My husband is not dead yet, you want to marry me? What a dream!"
"Mo Nanxi, take him out!"
"Yes." Mo Nanxi quickly stepped forward and pulled Mr. Chen out directly.
Fu Xixi looked angry: "What are you doing? It's not polite at all! And you didn't want me to do this?"
Bo Zhanye was furious: "I hope you have a better life, but I don't want to use such a man to humiliate me!"
"What do you want everyone to think? That my legs are broken and my wife remarries such an ugly man? I'm not even as good as an ugly old man?"
Fu Xixi shook her head: "No, I also want to find someone better, but when they heard that I was married and had four children, they were not willing."
"Brother Nan and Brother Tang San will probably be willing, but they are both married now. I can't disturb them. Besides, they are so good, why should I let them be the successors?
In this life, I can only be chosen by others, not myself.
If it weren't for the status of the Fu family, Mr. Chen wouldn't even marry me with the conditions like that, right?"
Bo Zhanye had veins pulsing on his forehead.
She was actually serious, even Tang Shishen and Nan Jingting had considered it?
For some reason, he felt agitated: "Then don't remarry. If you dare to let Nan Jingting and Tang Shishen know about this, you will be dead!"
He was afraid that the two men would find out about this and come over.
Fu Xixi was depressed: "What about you?"
"You don't like me, and you don't allow me to remarry. Do you want me to become a nun?"
"Why are you so bad? I don't care about you."
She got up and left.
Bo Zhanye stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.
The strength is domineering and attentive.
He lowered his eyes, his deep and vast eyes locked on Fu Xixi's black and white eyes: