Being a Lady of an Influential Family

"Madam, can you tell me now, what did you do today?" Back home, he waited until Xu Shaoming had retired from Fu Fengcheng before asking.

Leng Sa hugged the pillow and rolled on the bed, "Want to know? Please."

"..." Fu Fengcheng was speechless.

After a while, Fu Fengcheng said, "Do you think it is difficult to investigate this kind of thing? Or do you think Madam will just let it go?"

Leng Sa sat up, yawned and said lazily, "It's nothing, just teach your brother how to play games."

"for example?"

Leng Sa said: "He couldn't think about it and wanted to jump off the building to play. I was worried that you, young brother, would be too sad to lose your brother, so I tied him up, so that he wouldn't really jump down because of excitement."

Fu Fengcheng nodded slowly, "Understood."

Leng Sa smiled and said, "I knew that the young master would understand it easily, it was a very simple thing in the first place."

Fu Fengcheng looked at her, "Wearing this outfit and climbing the seven-storey building, madam has worked hard."

Leng Sa snorted proudly, "It's good to know that I've worked hard, I'm tired and I need to rest, young and old, go back and rest too."

Of course Fu Fengcheng didn't move, "This is my room."

Leng Sa said: "I'm still angry." Is the revenge of ruining clothes so easy to settle?

Fu Fengcheng looked at her for a long time before saying: "Wrinkles will form if you get angry."

"..." Leng Sa was silent for a long time, then suddenly picked up the pillow in her arms and threw it over, "Fu Fengcheng, you are going to die!"

Fu Fengcheng caught the pillow that was thrown at him with one hand, and looked at Leng Sa who was sitting on the bed calmly.

Leng Sa felt that she was going to run away every minute, and fell into the bed with a face of despair, holding the quilt and screaming, "Ahh! Fu Fengcheng, I will kill you sooner or later!"

"Do you want to sleep in this suit?" Fu Fengcheng asked calmly.

Leng Sa moved her arms, only to realize that she hadn't changed her clothes when she came back.

It's too uncomfortable to do things like sleeping in a dress in the cold.

Jumping up from the bed, Leng Sa let out a soft snort and cast a sidelong glance at Fu Fengcheng, then turned and went to the bathroom to wash up.

In the bedroom behind him, Fu Fengcheng looked at her still angry back, and couldn't help sighing softly, a rare expression of confusion and distress appeared on her handsome face.

When Leng Sa changed into her pajamas and came out of the bathroom, Fu Fengcheng had already sat on the bed.

"..." Master Leng was out of shape in an instant.

"Fu Fengcheng, I want to live in a separate room with you!" Leng Sa said through gritted teeth.

Fu Fengcheng said indifferently: "This is my room."

Leng Sa snorted coldly, "At worst, I'll live in the study!"

"Your clothing and jewelry..."

"I'm moving!" Don't put up with this dog man again!

"..." Fu Fengcheng sighed helplessly, "What are you angry about? Just because of a piece of clothing is worth your anger for so long?"

"Is this a problem with a piece of clothing?" Leng Sa glared at him angrily, but Young Master Fu only seemed to ask sincerely, "Otherwise?"

He just ruined one piece of clothing, and he could buy her a hundred more if needed.

So what is there to be angry about?

Leng Sa said: "What clothes to wear is my freedom. You can express your opinions and suggestions, but it's up to me to listen or not. You can't use despicable means to destroy my things in order to achieve your goals. Understand?"

Fu Fengcheng was silent, and Leng Sa sneered, "Since you can interfere with my affairs, does it mean that I can also interfere with your affairs?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Naturally." He still understands the principle of fairness, but under normal circumstances, First Young Master Fu doesn't think that everyone has the qualifications to be treated fairly by him.

Of course, Leng Sa is obviously an exception.

"Very good." Leng Sa nodded with satisfaction and said, "I think Yongcheng is too dangerous, and I'm too tired of intrigue with your mother. We will leave Yongcheng tomorrow to find a small foreign island to relax and take care of ourselves. You and me Go. Do not contact anyone in the country again!"

Fu Fengcheng said: "This is not the same thing." A piece of clothing and the Fu family or the future life... Is this the same thing?

Leng Sa threw him a nasty smile, "I think it's a thing. You broke my things, but I invited you to 'face the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming' for leisure and health. What else do you have? Unsatisfactory?"

"..."

"Besides, if you don't even agree to such a small matter, you still want to take care of my big things?"

"Big event?" Fu Fengcheng was puzzled.

Leng Sa said: "Isn't dressing and eating the most important thing in life? It's much more important than your shitty things, isn't it? Otherwise, you have the ability to go out naked tomorrow."

"Making trouble for no reason." Fu Fengcheng raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, it was rare for him to feel so hard talking to someone.

"I'm happy." Leng Sa said.

Fu Fengcheng was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I don't care what you wear in the future, is that okay?" Fu Fengcheng suddenly understood what Xiao Yiran once said - a man can never win a quarrel with a woman.

Although Xiao Yiran talks a lot of nonsense in his daily life, he occasionally speaks less nonsense.

Huh?

Leng Sa raised her eyes and looked at Fu Fengcheng who was sitting on the bed with a solemn expression, her mood immediately improved.

She actually didn't care whether Fu Fengcheng agreed or not. Whether Fu Fengcheng agreed or disagreed had little effect on what she wore.

But the matter of Fu Fengcheng admitting defeat is very meaningful.

"Really?" Leng Sa looked at him suspiciously.

Fu Fengcheng nodded with a sullen face. It is normal to wear clothes coldly, and the occasional banquet is not a big deal.

Fu Da rarely has a way to solve this kind of thing, but it is obviously unwise to head-on.

"Can I sleep now?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

When Leng Sa is in a good mood, she doesn't bother with him anymore, and happily prepares to go to bed. Fu Fengcheng put his hand on the back of her neck, and Leng Sa couldn't lie down immediately.

"Your hair is not dry yet, wipe it dry before going to sleep." Fu Fengcheng said with a frown.

Leng Sa's hair was very long, but he hadn't had the patience to dry it yet, relying on the fact that it was summer and he was in good health, he ran out when it was only half dry.

"It will be done in a while." Leng Sa said.

"Go get a towel." Fu Fengcheng frowned.

Leng Sa rolled her eyes, and silently slandered in her heart that a big man like him is worse than a woman like her. Take care of your clothes and your hair!

Taking a dry towel from the bathroom, Leng Sa wiped her hair and walked out, "I still think short hair is better."

Just like Fu Fengcheng, just wipe it twice and it will be dry in a while. If this is the case in summer, it will be even more beneficial in winter.

Although Fu Dashao's experience and personality are far superior to ordinary people, he has not evolved an aesthetic ability beyond the age in this era.

Stretching out her hand to Leng Sa, Leng Sa looked at him suspiciously, "Why?"

"give me."

Leng Sa looked down at the towel in her hand before she understood, and shook her towel as a question. Fu Fengcheng didn't answer, and directly reached out his hand to take the towel from Leng Sa's hand, and pulled her to sit down.

Finding that Fu Fengcheng was actually wiping her hair, Leng Sa felt a little flattered for a moment.

It's not that what Fu Fengcheng did was so touching, it's really that this dog man is too unhuman, so it's rare for him to do something human, so it can't be touching?

The slender fingers flowed through the hair, and the hair was wrapped in a towel and rubbed gently, making Leng Sa sleep comfortably.

This whole day, attending classes, attending parties, and doing physical work in dresses and high heels, plus I don't know why I didn't sleep well last night, Leng Sa is indeed a little tired today.

He yawned several times one after another, and Leng Sa stopped struggling and just closed his eyes and let him fiddle with his head, falling into a half-asleep and half-awake state.

Fu Fengcheng paused slightly with his hand wiping his long hair. It was his first time doing this kind of thing and he was not very skilled. He didn't even know why he did it.

But the touch of his fingers touching the hair made his stern face involuntarily soften a lot.

In Fu Fengcheng's short life of more than twenty years, what he touched was always some cold and hard things.

Such as pen and ink, such as knives, such as firearms.

The most warm ones are probably the temperature when the fist hits the opponent's body when you are fighting to the death, and the temperature when the enemy's blood splashes on your skin.

But at that time, neither the other party nor he was cold and violent, and only wanted to defeat the other party as quickly as possible. No one would feel that the process would have the slightest warmth and softness.

"By the way... about the photo..." While half asleep and half awake, Leng Sa seemed to think of something suddenly and said vaguely.

"I'll let Shaoming take it back, don't worry." Fu Fengcheng said.

Leng Sa raised her eyelids sleepily, "Don't worry...that brother of yours is so stupid, I think...you'd better not pay attention to him."

"He has never been the point." Fu Fengcheng said while wiping his hair carefully.

"Well... That's right, you ignored him. It's just... This kid is really annoying, don't worry, I have already educated him for you, and he will definitely... Be a good brother obediently in the future."

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "What if he is disobedient?"

Leng Sa snorted softly, "Master Leng still has a hundred ways to teach him, there is no kid in this world who can't be taught by Master Leng."

"He's older than you, so you don't have to worry about him." Fu Fengcheng said calmly, "And..."

"Um?"

"Who is Master Leng? Who taught you this?" Fu Fengcheng asked suddenly.

"...ZZZ..."

Looking down at Leng Sa who had slipped into his arms and was sleeping soundly, Fu Fengcheng sighed imperceptibly.

After Leng Sa's long hair was completely dry, Fu Fengcheng adjusted her to a comfortable sleeping position and lay down with him.

Looking at the quiet sleeping face lying beside him, Fu Fengcheng thought for a while and reached out to bring her to his side before turning off the bedside lamp.

After an unknown amount of time, Leng Sa, lying in Fu Fengcheng's arms in the dark room, turned over and slowly opened her bright eyes.

Surrounded by the slightly warm temperature that she has been used to these days, she felt very comfortable. She blinked in the night and continued to sleep with satisfaction.

You want to get to the bottom of her history after you brush her hair?

I think too much.