Liang Zhihuan returned to Liang Mansion, and before she even entered the door, she had a few quarrels with her cousin Yang Jiao who came forward. The marriage to the Fu family was originally Yang Jiao's, but now that it fell on her, Yang Jiao, who had always been arrogant, was naturally in every possible way.
Dissatisfied and unwilling. This was not the first time he had quarreled with Yang Jiao. Liang Zhihuan made Yang Jiao so angry that she looked even more embarrassed.
After separating from Yang Jiao, Liang Zhihuan entered the door. As soon as she entered, the servant came up to her and told her that her mother was waiting for her in the room and was in a bad mood, so she should be careful.
Liang Zhihuan asked about the situation and learned that her mother had received a call from the Fu family half an hour ago.
There was only one dim light on in the room, and the familiar scene made Liang Zhihuan couldn't help but clasp her hands on both sides, "Mom."
"There was a call from the Fu family, asking us to go to the Fu family the day after tomorrow." Liang Shanghua said.
"Um."
"Are you still determined to marry into the Fu family?" Liang Shanghua asked.
Liang Zhihuan responded without hesitation, but the moment she responded, she was suddenly slapped so hard that she almost fell down.
"The more I don't let you do something, the more you will do it, right? Besides disobeying me and making me angry, what else will you do!"
It hit Liang Zhihuan like a violent storm. She fell to the ground and knocked her forehead against the table. Her face wrinkled up in pain, but Liang Shanghua still had no intention of stopping.
It wasn't until Liang Shanghua had vented enough that she stopped.
Liang Zhihuan was holding on to the table with a look of embarrassment on her face. It took her a while to catch her breath. She turned to look at Liang Shanghua, who was panting and the ferocious look on her face had not completely faded away. She could not see any sadness in her eyes.
Liang Shanghua was just indifferent on weekdays, but every time he went crazy and beat and scolded her, his eyes showed more resentment, as if she was not her daughter but her enemy.
"Get out! Get out of here!" Liang Changhua gasped and flicked the teacup off the table. The teacup suddenly shattered. Liang Zhihuan subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, and his wrists were scratched by flying porcelain shards.
Make an opening.
Liang Zhihuan looked at Liang Shanghua, then stood up and dragged his embarrassed body out of the room. At the door of the room was the servant Zhang's wife who looked worried. This happened not once or twice. Zhang's wife saw the marks on Liang Zhihuan's face and hands.
, "Miss, let me handle it for you."
Liang Zhihuan shook her head, "Sister-in-law Zhang, I'm fine, don't bother me." After saying that, she walked straight forward and returned to her room.
The small medicine box in the room was always kept by Liang Zhihuan. Liang Shanghua never knew when she would lose her temper. She looked down at her knees, which were still red and swollen. It was a new injury that hadn't healed yet.
Fortunately, except for the cut on her arm, the rest were red, swollen and bruised. It wouldn't be obvious even if she covered it up with something to conceal it. Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to explain it when she went to Fu's house the day after tomorrow.
It suddenly started raining outside the window, just like Liang Zhihuan's mood at the moment.
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Liang Zhihuan and Liang Shanghua went to Fu's house in the evening. This was Liang Zhihuan's first visit to Fu's house. After getting off the car, Liang Zhihuan looked at the Fu's house without trace.
Under the leadership of the Fu family's housekeeper, the two walked through the front hall and walked into the living room. The two people sitting on the carved sofa in the hall were Fu Changyou, the old man of the Fu family, and Bai Xiang, Fu Ang's mother.
But Fu Ang was not seen. Liang Zhihuan subconsciously looked to the side out of the corner of his eye. At that time, Bai Xiang explained to the two of them: "Xiao Ang has something to do and will come back later."
Although Liang Shanghua was very dissatisfied with Liang Zhihuan's marriage, outside, she had to maintain etiquette in front of the Fu family.
Liang Shanghua chatted with Mr. Fu and Bai Xiang, and Liang Zhihuan responded with a few words from time to time, but her eyes always wandered elsewhere.
Halfway through, she found an excuse to go to the bathroom and left the living room.
Fu's house is very large, with three floors in the main building alone. Liang Zhihuan glanced at the room with the door open, and it seemed to be a study room. However, even though it was a study room, the decoration of the whole room was really dark and depressing.
After entering, Liang Zhihuan saw Fu Ang's photo on the table and realized that this should be Fu Ang's study. Liang Zhihuan's probing eyes wandered around.
"What are you doing?" Liang Zhihuan suddenly remembered a low voice behind her and her hands trembled. She almost dropped the book she was holding. She turned around and saw Fu Ang who had come in at some point.
Although Liang Zhihuan felt guilty, he quickly collected his emotions and explained to Fu Ang with an innocent expression on his face.
"It seems that Miss Liang is very interested in me." Fu Ang said leisurely.
Liang Zhihuan: "..."
Liang Zhihuan curved her pink lips, "Yes, Mr. Fu and I will get married soon. It's only human to want to know more about your husband, right?"
Fu Ang lowered his eyes and snorted lightly, "It seems that Miss Liang doesn't know enough from the elder brother."
Fu Ang's words made Liang Zhihuan stunned, and the next moment, Fu Ang suddenly stood up, which surprised her even more. She subconsciously reached out to help Fu Ang.
Fu Ang took Liang Zhihuan's hand, stood up, and leaned toward her.
"Mr. Fu, your legs..."
Fu Ang ignored her, his eyes fixed on her face and then slowly moved down. This chapter has been completed!