Old Madam Fu thought, since Xiao Qi likes it, let him be. It's just that why did Xiao Qi meet with Yi Siqian? She couldn't figure it out.

Fu Hanyuan turned around, stopped, took the girl's hand, and stepped into the living room.

The old house is very solid, at a glance you know that this old house is not bad, after entering the living room, it is full of a kind of age, but there is a low-key luxury faintly rippling.

This house? Su Su was a little puzzled.

The man sensed her confusion and said, "This courtyard is the palace of Prince Chun in the nineteenth century. ”

Oh, no wonder. At first glance, it is simple and low-key, but it is faintly luxurious, and if you take a closer look, you can feel that the owner of this house is a person with culture and a very noble identity.

Old Madam Fu looked at Su Su deeply, left the two of them in the living room, and slowly walked out of the house alone.

"Xiao Qi's illness is cured?"

Ding Chen didn't know if the old lady was talking about her master's heterophobia or something else, so he had to say: "The seventh master has never rejected Miss Su. ”

The old lady's face turned pale: "There is such a thing?"

Ding Chen: "Does the old lady remember the ugly girl who treated the seventh master?"

"How?"

"She's Miss Suan. At the beginning, the first contact between the seventh master and Miss Suan, the seventh master had no sense of rejection. But the Seventh Master still has the same dislike for other women and can't get close. ”

"And now?"

"The seventh master's phobia of the opposite sex is good, but the head disease is serious. ”120

When Mrs. Fu heard this, she raised her head to the sky, sighed, and said, "Since this is the case, I won't force him, he will be happy." ”

Three years, only three years of life.

Old Madam Fu thought of this, her eyes moistened slightly. This is her favorite grandson, and she shouldn't have made such a decision if she knew that it would cause him so much harm in the first place. Thinking about the distant Fu family, wouldn't it be better to live well if he didn't go back now? Why did you have to think like that in the first place? Do you have to push him to the position of the head of the Fu family?

Su Sufu sat for a while, and then took Fu Hanyuan to visit the flower courtyard of the Ancient Palace. The two held hands and paced slowly in the mottled shadows of the trees.

"Does Grandma dislike me?" the girl asked.

"No, grandma likes you very much. The man said with certainty.

"Really?" the girl paused, trying to find the truth in his eyes.

"Really. The man raised his hands to hold her face, stared into her eyes and said seriously, "I can see that Grandma likes you very much." It's just—"

He paused, hesitating to tell her about Fang Si.

"It's just—what?" the girl desperately wanted to know.

She was very panicked, she had never thought how important the person in front of her was to her. If it was said to be important before, it was because his life was tied to him, and the system stipulated that he could not escape the fate. But now, it seems, everything has changed. For her, it's no longer just about surviving. Rather, she really cared about him.

"Do you love me?" she asked, panicking.

The man did not reply immediately, his eyes darkened, and he stared deeply into her eyes, as if to rub her into his eyes, forever seared in memory, never forgotten.

"Love. The man's voice was hoarse, and he held her in his arms, his chin rubbing against the top of her head.

She was hugged tightly by him, as if she would leave as soon as she let go.