Chapter 8: Revenge (I)

Chapter 345

Madame Fu is wearing a dark purple dress today, which makes her even more noble and inviolable.

"Auntie, you are at least ten years younger today. ”

Ye Xueying stood on the side and praised complimentally.

Everyone likes to be praised for being young, especially women who have entered old age.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mrs. Fu's lips, and she said lightly: "You are also very beautiful today, with the demeanor of a young lady of the family." ”

While the two of them were talking, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and several relatives of the Fu family walked in hand in hand: "Sister-in-law, I haven't seen you for several years, why are you getting younger and younger, I am three years younger than you, I look like I am ten years older than you." ”

The smile on Mrs. Fu's face was even stronger: "Okay, don't compliment me, the banquet hasn't started yet, you can sit in the lounge for a while." ”

The makeup artist was still pulling Mrs. Fu's hair, and several relatives of the Fu family were sitting on the side chatting, and during the chat, the eyes of those ladies always fell on Ye Xueying's body, looking and probing, as if they were guessing what her identity was.

Ye Xueying didn't know if these relatives knew about the existence of Fu Ziyan and Fu Ziling, and she didn't dare to talk rashly, she sat with a teacup and said a few words from time to time.

"Sister-in-law, Beijue has really become more and more terrible in recent years, after the Fu Group was handed over to him, the development is getting better and better, the more promising he is, the more stinky boy in our family is not angry!" A lady in the Fu family's distant family sighed, "Sister-in-law, do you think you can ask Beijue to help arrange a position for our stinky boy in the company?"

As soon as the lady's voice fell, someone on the side sneered.

This is another lady who is a little closer to the Fu family, she took a sip of tea and said: "Beijue and Ge Wei of your family are brothers, I don't know how many generations have passed in the middle......

"If Beijue's own brother is still here, then naturally there is nothing to do with our Ge Wei, but didn't Nanchuan have that incident......

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Fu's gaze swept over coldly.

The lady knew that she was speechless, so she was so frightened that she quickly swallowed back the words, holding the teacup and desperately reducing her sense of existence.

Ye Xueying was stunned for a moment.

She seems to have heard the name Fu Nanchuan, and she thought it was a distant relative of the Fu family......

Could it be that Fu Nanchuan is Fu Beijue's brother?

Isn't there only one heir to Fu Beijue in the Fu family, what is going on with Fu Nanchuan?

Ye Xueying's gaze swept towards Mrs. Fu, and she saw Mrs. Fu, who was still smiling just now, her face was covered with frost, and her eyes were as cold as ice.

It seems that Fu Nanchuan is a taboo in Mrs. Fu's heart.

Ye Xueying lowered her eyes and smiled, and said, "After my aunt's hair was pulled up, she became more energetic, and she looked as if she was forty years old. ”

As soon as she spoke, she broke the cold atmosphere in the lounge.

Several ladies around also complimented: "Sister-in-law is so beautiful today, we are standing next to my sister-in-law, just like a maid." ”

"I see there seem to be a lot of guests downstairs, sister-in-law, let's go down together." ”

The condensed atmosphere just now disappeared, and Mrs. Fu's expression eased, she stood up and walked downstairs with everyone.

Ye Xueying stood beside Mrs. Fu, carefully holding Mrs. Fu's arm, and said a few words affectionately from time to time, and the ladies of the Fu family had a little more speculation in their hearts, but they were not sure...... After all, this young lady, they have never seen it before, and they have never seen this young lady appear in the wealthy circle, a young lady with an average family background should not be able to become the next wife of the Fu family......

The group went downstairs, and Fu Beijue greeted them.

He was wearing a silver-gray suit, and his whole person was dignified from head to toe, like a prince who came out of a fairy tale.

Ye Xueying looked at him in a daze, and there was a bit of infatuation in her eyes.