Fu Qingchen's cold eyes fell lightly on Nangong Yu's body.

In his eyes, there was no mood swing.

Indifferent ... as if this Nangong Yu was just a stranger.

"Do you have anything else?" His voice was cold, without any emotion. "If you are fine, don't disturb me reading."

"I……"

Nangong Yu was stunned, and she bit her lip to restrain her inner emotions.

In front of Fu Qingchen, she had lowered her posture, prayed, and said sadly, but this young boy still didn't look at her with her eyes.

What should she do to make him no longer cruel to her?

"Clear dust," Mrs. Fu frowned again. "What is your attitude? The princess kindly came to visit you, but you treated her like this? Don't forget, your life was saved by the princess! That's how you treat the life-saving benefactor ? "

Helper?

These four words were pinned hard on Fu Qingchen's heart, and he felt pain in his breath.

If it were not for this so-called life-saving grace, he would never promise to marry her, and after she broke into his study, she had already swept her out of the house.

"If I could do it again ..." Fu Qingchen sneered, "I wish I could die in that ruin, or better than being saved by her, don't you just use this life-saving grace to threaten me? If I marry her, If it's not enough to repay, then let me return my life to her, how? "

"Clear dust, I don't mean that."

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, "Fortunately, we will get married in two days. Do n’t want to give it to me? Okay, then I ’m as you wish, this marriage, I ca n’t make it! ”

Wow!

Fu Qingchen stood up suddenly, and all the chairs behind him were overturned by him.

The young man's face was cold, with that stinging feeling.

"Don't," Nangong Yu panicked completely. She hurriedly took Mrs. Fu's sleeves, shook her head, and turned her eyes to Fu Qingchen, her eyes filled with tears. "Clear dust, I'm sorry, I'm here to disturb you. After you, do n’t be angry. I can wait for these two days. I will wait two days before you marry me ... "

Fu Qingchen glanced coldly at Nan Gongyu. He lifted the chair turned to the ground and sat down indifferently. He took up the book again and said coldly, "If you don't want me to regret your marriage, you will all go out to me."

"Good, I will leave now."

Nangong Yu looked at Fu Qingchen reluctantly. After all, he gritted his teeth and turned towards the sunlight outside.

And the moment she turned around, two hot tears flowed down her eyes, covering her cheeks.

"Clear dust, you are really too much!" Mrs. Fu was furious, but she was afraid of angering Fu Qingchen, and she could only clenched her palms, forcibly suppressing her inner anger, "Do you know that for you? How much hardship did I have to pay for your marriage? If I were n’t the only one of you, I would never let the princess marry you such a heartless person. "

Fu Qingchen sneered: "I also hope that you can have one more son, and that will not force me to marry Nangong Yu all the time, no, even if you have another son, our marriage will be caught in your hands, so I Hopefully, I am not your son. "