Chapter 494: Fu Ting is T9

Chapter 494 Fu Ting is T9
When eating, Lan Yaqin's whole body was as if he had been beaten up with blood, and she exaggerated and kept begging in front of Mrs. Fu.
She was suppressed by the Dafang in various ways before, but now she has married a wife of such a status for her son, and she thinks that the situation is rising in the heart of Mrs. Fu.
"Mom, it will be the Golden Seat Award Ceremony in two days. Just wait for your granddaughter-in-law to give you the first place to win glory for the Fu family." Lan Yaqin said with joy.
Mrs. Fu showed her appreciation, "Then I congratulate Miss Wen in advance."
Wen Tingyun raised his hand and touched his neck, "Old lady, since I am going to marry to Fu's house, you can call me Xiao Wen."
Lan Yaqin looked at Fu Ting who was immersed in the meal again, meaning something, "Little listening, you said Ting Yun is a few years older than you, but you can become the first female designer, but you can only go to present awards. Be a guest to observe at the ceremony, and learn from your fourth aunt in the future, and try to give you a glorious lintel."
Mingzhi put down his chopsticks and said coolly, "Is it so sure that Miss Wen must be the winner before the award ceremony? If not, you won't be happy for nothing."
Lan Yaqin curled her lips, "How could there be an accident? Isn't this obvious? In addition to our family Yun, who else can get that award? Anyway, no matter who it is, it can't be yours. !"
Old Mrs. Fu glanced at her a little displeasedly, "Okay, I can't eat and sleep. Let's talk less."
After dinner, Mrs. Fu took Mingzhi to play chess.
Wen Tingyun said to Fu Yuan, "Yuan, I want to go to your room for a lunch break, can I?"
Fu Yuan wanted to refuse, and Lan Yaqin made a decision directly for him, "You are going to get married, and Yuan's room is your room, just go."
Lan Yaqin didn't ask Fu Yuan's opinion, and directly took Wen Tingyun to the room upstairs.

Fu Yuan didn't feel relieved, and stood there for a while before returning to the room.
Wen Tingyun looked around in Fu Yuan's room like the hostess.
Without outsiders present, the woman made no secret of her greed and pride.
Soon, she will become the mistress of the Fu family.
After Fu Yuan came in, Wen Tingyun stepped forward and wanted to hug his arm, "Yuan, are you here to accompany me?"
Fu Yuan withdrew away indifferently, looked at her, was silent for a few seconds, and said emotionally, "This is the last time I have brought you to the old house. You will not come where you are listening."
Wen Tingyun bit her lip, her expression is not very good, "Yuan, don't forget, I am the one who wants to marry you, don't think about your niece all day long."
Fu Yuan's chin line was slightly closed and a very charming line was outlined. After a pause, he said indifferently, "Don't worry, there will be no chance in the future."
Wen Tingyun was taken aback, what did these words mean?
Her gaze was quickly attracted by an open cabinet next to it, the safe that Fu Yuan forgot to lock.
Wen Tingyun opened the cabinet subconsciously and saw that there were dolls played by the little girl. Behind each doll was written the words for her sister.
"Is it prepared for Fu Ting again?" Wen Tingyun's face was completely black, and his fists were unbearably clenched.
"Don't touch my things." Fu Yuan's pupils tightened slightly, and she squeezed Wen Tingyun aside without a gentleman's manner, trying to lock the doll back.
Wen Tingyun was suddenly stimulated and rushed over, threw all the dolls on the ground, and stepped on it with his foot.
"Wen Tingyun, you are looking for death!" Fu Yuan's eyes were bleeding, and he wanted to do it on Wen Tingyun.
Wen Tingyun raised his chin and smiled coldly, "You do it, don’t forget how your mother begged me to marry you like a pug, if you do it for Fu Ting, I won’t marry, just Watching your uncle's family go to a dead end, you will never be able to pay your mother for the rest of your life!"
All the changes are complete
Today is the final fall, don't be angry, you will slap your face!
Asking for votes in the new week, let the data look better, and feel better.
(End of this chapter)