Fu Zhen got up, poured a glass of water for the old lady, and handed it to her.

"Mom, no matter what, that Luoxun is also my second brother's child. Now that she is related to the old Zhou family, she still needs to marry. ”

Old Zhou's family.

It is the master of Jincheng Zhou's intelligent technology.

More than 20 years ago, the elders of the Zhou family and the Fu family made a marriage to the juniors.

Originally, it was considered a good match.

Who knows that Zhou Heyu, the eldest young master of the Zhou family, had an accident two years ago and lost his leg.

After a year or two of medical treatment, I didn't see any improvement.

To put it more bluntly, my legs are disabled.

The Fu family only learned about this matter recently.

And Fu Jiannian is suitable for getting engaged to Zhou Heyu, so far there are only Fu Yingying and Fu Tong.

According to age, Fu Yingying is twenty-two years old this year, and it is more suitable for Zhou Heyu.

After all, Fu Tong is only eighteen years old, and he is still young.

But in the past two days, Fu Yingying found a boyfriend.

He is the little master of the Long family.

According to the identity and style, it is many times better than Zhou Heyu.

What's more, Zhou Heyu is still a cripple now.

It's even more incomparable to the little young master Long.

Therefore, the matter of marriage fell on Fu Tong.

Fu Zhen: That's a thousand unwilling.

His daughter is only eighteen years old, and she is young and upright.

How could she be willing to marry a man with a crippled legs?

Therefore, after everyone discussed, the Fu family targeted Luoxun.

Although Luo Xun was kicked out of the Fu family a few years ago.

But she is also a junior of the Fu family.

He has the blood of the Fu family on his body.

It makes sense to let her get married.

Old Lady Fu took a sip of water and suppressed the anger in her heart.

Luoxun didn't come to see her, so she had to come to the door.

......

The old house of the Xiao family.

Luoxun's mood was not affected by Fu Tong's words in the slightest.

Because, for her now, it is an irrelevant person.

And all day long, she nestled in her room, listening to sad music.

Occasionally watch a movie that touches the world.

However, her tear glands may not be functioning really well.

Not a single tear came out.

It's quite depressing.

In the previous life, her tears were particularly rare and precious existence.

It is one of the most superlative formulas of perfumery.

Priceless.

So she wanted to try whether the tears of this life would remain fragrant after they were sealed.

There is still more than a month to go, and it is Xiao Chen's twenty-fifth birthday.

She had to get the presents ready.

In the case that Xiao Chen didn't know.

Is this a small surprise?

When the phone rang, she was still staring at the tablet in a daze, stupid.

"Hey~"

Feebly.

Someone on the other end of the line came a low dumb grin, "Haven't slept enough?" ”

Last night, he had a good night's sleep with the little girl in his arms.

But the little girl had unprecedented insomnia.

I was stupid and jealous.

Where is he who likes girls with long hair?

He just liked his little girl and grew her long hair.

As for the other women, what does it have to do with him.

Luo Xun sat cross-legged on the oversized floor-to-ceiling window, stretching his neck lazily, "I'm bored......"

She didn't sleep at all.

His eyes flickered, and his fingertips flicked on the glass window.

"What are you doing?"

Hooking his fingers and thinking about it, since she was reborn, she inexplicably shed tears for Xiao Chen twice.

She wants to store her tears, and she probably still needs someone's catalyst.

Unexpectedly, someone didn't answer the rhetorical question, "Think I don't have it?" ”

Luoxun rolled his eyes.

Think of a ball of yarn.

However, what came out was, "Uh-huh, guess~"

Boring, teasing this cold and sullen man.

It's very comfortable.

Someone on the other end of the phone, a serious flirtatation, "Smell the hair." ”

Luoxun stared in a daze and poked the ends of his hair.

Breathe deeply.

Fragrant!

"Huh?"

What do you mean?

Someone's tone, extremely patient, "What taste?" ”

Last night he whispered in the little girl's ear that he would not wash his hair today......