"There are rumors everywhere that the eldest daughter of the Ying family is getting involved with someone from the entertainment industry. I didn't expect it to be true."

Fu Chengxiao glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Ying Qian squinting his eyes and looking lazy, and he suddenly became angry.

Do you really think of him as the driver?

With a sullen face, he increased the speed of the car.

The wind blew more and more fiercely.

However, Yingqian just yawned, bumped Fu Chengxiao's shoulder with his forehead, and ordered him in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Slower."

Fu Chengxiao snorted coldly.

Where can I listen to Yingqian?

The speed of the motorcycle has reached its peak.

He originally thought Yingqian would be afraid.

Who knew that when I glanced over secretly, she looked like she was about to fall asleep.

"Hey! Yingqian!"

Fu Chengxiao gritted his teeth, not knowing what made Ying Qian crazy today.

The eldest lady, whose eyes were as high as her head, suddenly changed her mind and condescended to sit on his motorcycle.

But no matter what.

He increased his volume and shouted:

"Cooperate with me to prevent them from getting married!"

"ah?"

Ying Qian responded lazily.

He glanced up at Fu Chengxiao and responded casually.

"I'll think about it."

"Consider? What do you have to consider?" Fu Chengxiao raised his eyebrows and said: "As far as I know, your father doesn't approve of you and Chu Ci being together, right? Cooperate with me, and I guarantee that what happened in the hotel today will be resolved

I won’t let the third person know.”

Yingqian blinked, looked at Fu Chengxiao in the rearview mirror, and asked:

"Why don't you agree with us being together?"

"You're asking me?"

Fu Chengxiao snorted, "Since when can people like us make our own decisions about marriage? Chu Ci is so famous, but he's just a member of the entertainment industry. He can't bring much help to your family, right?"

"Oh, it turns out I'm a rich man."

Ying Qian showed an expression of sudden realization, which made Fu Chengxiao twitch the corner of his mouth.

He thought there was something wrong with Yingqian before.

Now I want to send her directly to the hospital for a check-up.

See if there is something wrong with your brain.

Fu Chengxiao had a handsome face.

It wasn't until the motorcycle stopped at the gate of a villa that could be called a manor that he took off his helmet and said forcefully:

"You don't need me to ask you to come down, right? Miss Ying!"

"Thank you."

Yingqian got off the motorcycle.

When he raised his eyes, he couldn't help but see a look of surprise in his eyes.

It seems that her status in this world must be quite extraordinary.

Behind the shining carved iron gate, there stands a fountain guarded by Cupid. On the left and right are neatly shaped flower beds. Looking around, there is no end in sight in the bright green.

The gardener who was pruning branches on a ladder, holding large scissors, waved to the baby with a smile.

"The eldest lady is back!"

"ah."

Ying Qian responded, turned to Fu Chengxiao, nodded, and said:

"I'm going back first and will contact you later."

"Are you sure?"

Fu Chengxiao raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms, his eyebrows filled with suspicion.

He is too tall, powerful, and full of scorn.

The gardeners who watched directly wanted to call the police.

"Don't worry." Yingqian took out his cell phone from his bag and said casually, "I don't want to become a family with you either."

"Oh."

Fu Chengxiao raised the corners of his lips and let out a clear sneer.

He bent down, took the phone from Yingqian's hand, stared into her dark eyes, entered the number and saved it.

Raising his eyebrows at her, Fu Chengxiao said word by word:

"You'd better not lie to me, sister."

"certainly."

Seemingly not seeing the threat in Fu Chengxiao's eyes, Yingqian naturally took back the phone and smiled at him.

"Goodbye then, thank you for sending me back, my cheap brother."

"You're welcome, my expensive sister."

Fu Chengxiao took a step back.

Before he could leave, Yingqian had already entered.

Didn't even stay for a minute longer.

"You're really welcome."

Fu Chengxiao muttered and put on his helmet again.

"Miss!"

The gardener had already come to the door. When he saw Ying Qian coming in, he hurriedly greeted him and asked nervously:

"That guy just now... Ouch, he doesn't look like a good person! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Yingqian chuckled softly and asked, "Um, is my...father here?"

"Here he is! I saw him just now. The gentleman is in the hall, waiting for the eldest lady!"

Only then did Yingqian raise her eyes to look at the four-story villa not far away.

The entire villa is dyed pure white.

It leans towards the Nordic style, with elegant vaults on the top floor, but there are some Chinese elements in small details such as window eaves.

It's a completely different style.

It actually came together perfectly.

Yingqian looked at it for a while and sighed:

"How much will this cost?"

As soon as she walked into the hall.

Then I saw a middle-aged man in casual clothes, sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, as if he was taking a nap.

Hearing the footsteps, the man slowly opened his eyes and said without looking back:

"Back."

"Um."

Yingqian responded, sat down opposite the middle-aged man, and asked tentatively:

"You're looking for me?"

"There was something wrong, but..."

The middle-aged man sighed, glared at Yingqian angrily, and said:

"Did you go to see that boy again?"

Yingqian didn't need to think about who the "boy" he mentioned was, the middle-aged man had already spoken again.
To be continued...