Fu Qingchen's cold eyes fell on Nangong Yu's body lightly.
There was no emotion in his eyes.
Indifferent... as if this Nangong Yu was just a stranger.
"Do you have anything else to do?" His voice was cold, without any emotion mixed in, "If you're all right, then don't disturb my reading."
"I… "
Nangong Yu was startled, she bit her lip, and then she restrained her inner emotions.
In front of Fu Qingchen, she had lowered her posture, prayed loudly, and said every word of sadness, but this young man still didn't look at her.
What was she going to do to make him stop being so cruel to her
"Qingchen," Mrs. Fu frowned again, "what is your attitude? The princess came to visit you with kindness, but you treated her like this? Don't forget, your life was saved by the princess! That's how you treat the benefactor. ?"
Savior
These four words stabbed into Fu Qingchen's heart fiercely, causing his breath to feel pain.
If it wasn't for this so-called life-saving grace, he would never have agreed to marry her, and after she broke into his study, he had already swept her out of the house.
"If you can do it again..." Fu Qingchen sneered, "I hope I can die in the ruins, rather than being saved by her, don't you just use this life-saving grace to blackmail me? If I marry her, it's not enough. If you want to repay, then let me return my life to her, how about that?"
"Qingchen, that's not what I meant."
Mrs. Fu's brows became tighter and tighter, and her voice was helpless: "I just hope you can treat her better."
"I think I have enough respect for her, otherwise, do you think she can still stand here now?" Fu Qingchen laughed sarcastically, "It's good that you will be married in two days, and you will have two days of peace. Don't want to give it to me? Okay, then I will do what you want, and I won't get this marriage!"
Whoa!
Fu Qingchen stood up abruptly, and the chairs behind him were overturned by him.
The young man's face was indifferent, with that kind of piercing feeling.
"No," Nangong Yu was completely panicked, she hurriedly grabbed Madam Fu's sleeve, shook her head, and then turned her eyes to Fu Qingchen, her eyes filled with tears, "Qingchen, I'm sorry, I'm here to disturb you. Don't be angry with you, I can wait for two days, I'll wait for you to marry me in two days..."
Fu Qingchen glanced at Nangong Yu coldly, he lifted up the chair that was on the ground, sat down calmly, picked up the book again, and said coldly, "If you don't want me to regret the marriage, you all go out to me."
"Okay, I'll go now."
Nangong Yu glanced at Fu Qingchen reluctantly, after all, gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed towards the sunlight outside the house.
The moment she turned her head, two lines of hot tears flowed from her eyes and covered her cheeks.
"Qingchen, you are really going too far!" Madam Fu was furious, but she was afraid of angering Fu Qingchen, so she could only hold her palm tightly, forcibly suppressing her inner anger, "Do you know that it is for you? How much hardship did I pay for the marriage event? If I were not the only son, I would never let the princess marry a heartless person like you."
Fu Qingchen sneered: "I also hope that you can have one more son, then you won't keep forcing me to marry Nangong Yu, no, even if you have another son, then our marriage will be in your hands, so I I hope I'm not your son."