30: C30 How Do You Know She's Unhappy

C30 How Do You Know She's Unhappy

Fu Yuntine's cold eyes swept across. That terrifying chill silently spread, causing Xia Ling's scalp to go numb.

Lowering her eyes slightly, Xia Ling did not look at Jiang Lingyun again and left with Fu Xichen.

"Lingling."

Jiang Lingyun called out. A trace of pain flashed across his warm eyes.

Fu Yuntine's tall figure blocked his view.

"Young Master Jiang, your Jiang family is considered a prestigious family. I hope you can take care of the reputation of your Jiang family before you do anything. Don't pester a married woman."

"A married woman?"

Jiang Lingyun's eyes were filled with ridicule, "Is your elder brother still a man? Your Fu family wants a fresh woman to marry your big brother, that useless man, to keep me alive, don't you think it's cruel?"

A useless man!

A widow!

Why does it sound so infuriating?

Fu Yuntine was full of hostility, "When the Fu family does things, no one has the right to tell us what to do. Furthermore, how do you know that Xia Ling is unwilling? We and the Xia family each take what we need. If they want money, we want it. What's wrong with that?"

"Is marriage a business? Have you asked Lingling's wishes? What right do you have to plunder her happiness?"

"How do you know that she is not happy?"

Fu Yuntine sneered. "Let me tell you. She told me personally that she is very satisfied with her current life. So, Young Master Jiang, I will warn you once again not to covet other people's wives. If I see you pestering her again, don't blame me for being rude. "

The night was as cold as water, and the dazzling neon lights were flashing.

One of the two tall men was overbearing, while the other was gentle. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

In the car, Xia Ling clenched her fists, and her eyes stared at the two people by the road without blinking, afraid that they would start fighting.

In the driver's seat, Fu Xichen coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, don't be nervous. They are just saying something."

Xia Ling was stunned when she heard him. She reacted and asked, "You are?"

He called her sister-in-law and also called Second Young Master Fu as his brother.

Who exactly was he?

"I..."

Fu Xichen laughed in his heart and casually made up a story, "I am a disciple of a branch of Fu family. They all call me Chen."

His big brother had taken up his name. It was a pity that he had to pretend to be a disciple of a branch of the Fu family.

"Oh, hello."

Xia Ling did not take this matter to heart. She turned to look at the two people by the road and saw Fu Yuntine striding towards the car.

The door was opened and closed with a bang.

The man's entire body was covered in frost. Even the temperature in the car dropped by a few degrees.

Xia Ling subconsciously moved to the side, afraid that someone's anger would affect her.

Fu Xichen, who was in the driver's seat, laughed in his heart. He did not say anything and directly became the driver.1

The car sped along and the car was silent.

Xia Ling held her fingers and glanced at the man who closed his eyes to rest as soon as he got into the car. She pursed her lips and said, "Well, thank you for today's matter."

If he had not appeared in time, perhaps things would have continued to ferment.

When he heard Xia Ling's words, Fu Yuntine suddenly opened his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile. "Thank me? Thanking me for what? Thanking me for saving your sweetheart?"

When he thought about how she had recklessly used the wooden stick to hit him, an unknown anger rose in Fu Yuntine's heart.

What a lovey-dovey look.

"No, don't speak so badly, okay?"

Xia Ling's eyebrows slightly knitted, "I already said it, I have nothing to do with him."

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