"Eh, you haven't answered why you bought War and Peace?" Bai Siming followed closely, and seeing that she didn't answer, he asked reluctantly: "Don't you hate reading this kind of book the most?" How to ......"

Walking under the corridor, An Rui clutched the book tightly, completely ignored his questioning, and changed the topic: "What were you muttering to Boss Qi in the back just now, sneaky!" Say, Are you doing something bad again? ”

Before the words were finished, An Rui turned to look at Bai Siming.

In the face of the sudden sudden brake, Bai Siming stopped, leaned forward due to inertia, and the distance between the two was only a few centimeters.

"You're ruthless, are you trying to murder your cousin?" Bai Siming covered his cheeks, pretended to be aggrieved, and said, "Xiaorui, if I am disfigured, you will have to be responsible for the rest of my life!" ”

"Well, think about it first." An Rui looked up and down, nodded from time to time, and after a while, she said: "Dislike, not responsible!" With that, she turned and ran.

"Okay, you, tease me again!" Bai Siming chased after him.

The two walked into the inner courtyard with a smile, only to see Fu Juncheng sitting in the hall, An Rui restrained her smile, turned around and wanted to leave, but unexpectedly came from behind her: "You are a guest when you pass through the door, Miss An will not see a guest, it will lose everyone's demeanor!" ”

Looking back, An Rui saw him put away the folding fan, stepped down the steps, and walked slowly, she stepped forward and retorted: "Your guests are coming, you have your own father to entertain you, you don't need me to ......"

"Are you resisting?" Fu Juncheng asked.

Hearing this, An Rui paused, her eyes met, and she subconsciously avoided it.

Fu Juncheng deliberately approached and snorted coldly: "What I said last night, you don't seem to have figured it out?" His gaze turned to Bai Siming, straightened his waist, and reminded: "Miss An, as the daughter-in-law of the Fu family, have you considered my feelings when you go out with other men in a grand manner?" ”

"Feelings?" An Rui glared at Fu Juncheng, not to be outdone: "Heh, Fu Juncheng, don't think I don't know, you deliberately invited me to Xiyunxuan to listen to the play last night, just to save the face of your Fu family, at that time, why don't you talk about your feelings?" ”

"Hmph, you're really going to sue the wicked first." He put his hands behind his back, frowned slightly, and asked in a cold voice: "You and I know the cause and effect of the incident, who made whom lose face first?" ”

Facing Fu Juncheng's questioning, An Rui knew that she was at a loss, she was speechless, she looked at the white cheeks, her dark eyes revealed an aggressive momentum, and she was uncomfortable.

"Don't you deceive people too much?" Bai Siming protected An Rui behind him and sneered: "Fu Juncheng, people say they don't like you and don't want to marry you, is it interesting that you are entangled with dead skin and white face?" ”

"When will it be your turn for an outsider to interject?"

"You?"

The two men stood facing each other, one was calm as water, the other was angry, their eyes touched, the two of them were like water and fire colliding, incompatible, full of gunpowder, in the face of provocation, Bai Siming's hands gradually clenched into fists, if he hadn't been in Anjia, he would have beaten Fu Juncheng a long time ago.

"Enough!" An Yidao saw that the three of them were deadlocked, and scolded loudly: "Si Ming, you don't understand the rules more and more, have you forgotten the way of hospitality?" He walked down the steps and sighed: "Juncheng, the marriage of the two families, I will definitely explain it to your father another day, as for ......"

Without waiting for An Yidao to issue an eviction order, Fu Juncheng said with interest: "In this case, the son-in-law will leave first!" ”

Stepping out of the threshold, Fu Juncheng took off the rosary and got into the car.

At the same time as the car door closed, Lu Xuexuan replied softly: "Young master, that thing is done!" ”

Flicking the rosary, Fu Juncheng glanced at Anfu, and the corners of his lips floated slightly.