As soon as Rong Sheng spoke, another voice next to him followed.

Now that the parties are all here.

Fu Beiyao didn't want to delay again and again.

The old lady looked at his eager appearance and knew what he was here for, sighed, and said, "Old ten, you should talk about it later." ”

"Nope." Fu Beiyao glanced at Rong Shang, then he got up and walked towards the old lady, "Mother, how can you wait and wait for the marriage event." ”

Alas, I knew that he had come for this.

The old lady turned her face away, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding Fu Beiyao's gaze.

But at this moment, she heard her child say to the girl on the other end, "Mu Yunshu, I want to marry you." ”

The old lady was startled, she turned around, "Old ten, you ......"

Halfway through his words, the man in front of him in a crimson satin robe had already walked towards Rong Shang.

The pair of bright starry eyes were blazing with a seductive evil aura, and at this time he looked at her, and his thin lips raised slightly, "Mu Yunshu, I said I wanted to marry you, will you marry or not?" ”

Other people's marriage proposals are all holding flowers with a sincere attitude, and only Fu Beiyao still has a domineering and strong appearance when he proposes marriage.

Rong Sheng glanced at him slowly, and when he was about to leave, two cold words floated out of his mouth directly, "Don't marry." ”

Fu Beiyao paused.

Then he "snorted", "Don't regret refusing so quickly." ”

"Regrets?" Rong Sheng raised her eyebrows slightly, and then she leaned her back on the back chair behind her and said, "Tenth Master, I remember that I seem to have rejected you once not long ago, why did you still ask me?" ”

The woman's lazy voice came slowly, although he was speechless, Fu Beiyao actually felt that the other party was so interesting.

Isn't he crazy?

He still wanted to continue to entangle, but the old man behind him had already said, "Old ten, you didn't mention it like that." ”

"Oh." Fu Beiyao nodded thoughtfully, "Then my mother proposed to her on my behalf, right?" ”

"This ......," the old lady hesitated.

Rong Sheng thought, this old lady must find it difficult to do.

Both of them are her sons, so she can't propose marriage to Fu Jingchen for Fu Jingchen after Fu Beiyao said this.

But right now, Fu Beiyao is staring at it closely.

pursing her lips, Rong Sheng could only speak first, "Old lady, there is one thing I want to make clear to you." ”

"Oh?" The old lady turned her head to look at her, "Miss Mu, please speak." ”

"Actually, I and the fourth master have long been in love, and I want to ......"

"Snort." Fu Beiyao sneered.

Rong Sheng could feel that the gaze above was a little strong, but she was expressionless, and she ignored him stubbornly, "I like the fourth master, and I only want to marry him alone in this life." ”

As soon as she spoke, the expression on Fu Beiyao's face completely cooled, and he clenched his fists hard.

When he couldn't bear it anymore, he slammed his fist on the wooden table in front of him.

There was a loud bang, and a hole broke in the wooden table, and the debris of the wood pierced into his flesh, and bright red blood flowed directly from the palm of his hand.

Seriously, there was a moment when Rongshang met his injured gaze, and there was still something strange in his heart.

In other words, she will only feel that the other party is too extreme and does not need sympathy at all.

But Fu Beiyao ......

Rong Sheng thought that these illusions probably came from the fact that he had the same face as Fu Jingchen.

Her face was indifferent, and she still turned her face away.