Chapter 9

In the studio, Fu Yuxiu was so angry that he couldn't spit out a word for a moment. Song Fengwan's hat was too big. His grandfather hated that they were domineering outside relying on the family's power. If they spread it, his grandfather's temper would be able to skin him alive.

Jiang Fengya stood up at the moment, "wind late, the seniors are also forced by you to be speechless. Can't you sit down and make it clear? You can ask for anything. Don't be so sharp and mean. "

Song Fengwan put the umbrella on one side of the shelf, making a clear sound.

"I'm talking to him about our two families. Do you have a part to talk about? What kind of family are you She raised her eyelids and said softly.

Jiang Fengya's face turned white and her eyes turned red in an instant.

Fu Yuxiu sees his girlfriend being bullied and gets angry, but he can't help taking song Fengwan.

"Fu Yuxiu, you didn't sincerely come to apologize to me. You should be under the pressure from third master Fu." Song Fengwan is not stupid.

"People of his status are so considerate, gentle and amiable. You really can't compare with him..."

Fu Yuxiu felt a little deaf. Are these words used to describe his third uncle?

No one in the whole capital knows that Mr. Fu is merciful.

"Mr. Fu hasn't left Yuncheng yet. If you want me to poke things in the past, you can continue to make trouble here."

"Late Song Dynasty." Fu Yuxiu was short of breath.

"Not yet?" Song Fengwan's eyebrows are light and his words are prickly.

"OK, you wait for me." Anyway, Fu Chen is going to leave. I'll clean up the girl tomorrow.

Then he took Jiang Fengya's hand and went out. He pushed open the door of the studio and turned his head slightly. He was scared to death when he saw a group of people standing outside the studio.

"Third uncle." Fu Yuxiu is too big to breathe.

Cool wind accompanied by autumn rain, blowing people thoroughly cool through the body.

"I didn't know before, you are so horizontal outside?" Fu Shen was laughing, but the chill in his eyes was colder than the autumn rain. "I want you to apologize, you threaten her? Fu Yuxiu, who gave you the courage? "

"No, third uncle, let me explain..." there was no blood on Fu Yuxiu's face.

"What are you doing standing here, not humiliating enough?" Fu Shen's voice was very cold.

Fu Yuxiu knew that he was angry, "third uncle, I'll go back first." He pulled Jiang Fengya and left quickly for fear that Fu Chen would do something more.

"Third Master?" Fu Shen side of the people a little puzzled.

Although Fu Chen's temper was strange and uncertain, they could guess some after a long time with him.

He always has a grudge. What worries and grievances can be solved on the spot. It will never be delayed until the next day. Young master Yu Xiu obviously provoked him this time. How could he let him go so easily? Not in line with his character.

Song Fengwan heard the dialogue outside, came out to see Fu Chen was not very surprised, but cleverly called out, "third master."

Thinking of the arrogant and domineering appearance of her confrontation with those two people just now, she hung her head and did not dare to look at Fu Chen. It was too humiliating.

"Have you had dinner?" Fu Chensheng kneaded the sound of rain, more and more gentle.

Just now, I'm so smart. How can I see that I'm so good?

"Not yet." Song Feng came to the studio after school in the evening. He usually bought something at the street stall.

"Get in the car and take you to dinner."

"I have a lot of learning tasks in the evening, or I'll eat nearby. It's just my treat."

Fu Chen is too arrogant and has a lot of pressure with him. He was in the car before and felt suffocated. Song Fengwan felt more secure when he stayed in a familiar place.

"There's a noodle shop near here. It's good, but it's a little small." Song Fengwan considered the words, afraid that Fu Chen would not go to such a small restaurant at all.

"Let's go."

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The noodle shop is three rooms away from the studio. It's just two steps away. Because it's rainy, there's only one table of guests in it. When you see them coming in, you can't help looking at them more.

"I haven't seen you for a while, or have beef noodles without coriander?" The female boss is in her thirties. Seeing song Fengwan's special enthusiasm, her eyes fall on Fu Shen, who is behind her.

She had never seen such a good-looking man.

Song Fengwan answered the boss with a smile and found a window seat. "Third Master, what do you eat?"

"You recommend it." Fu Chen was not so picky and sat directly opposite her.

"Green onion and coriander?" Song Fengwan looked up at the menu pasted on the wall.

"Well."

"Boss, a bowl of plain noodles, more dishes." In the late Song Dynasty, the voice was improved.

"Just a moment. I'll be right there." The boss happily entered the kitchen.

Song Fengwan took a paper towel to help him wipe the table in front of him, which was very considerate.

"You give me some plain noodles?" Fu Chen looked up at her with simple and direct vision. "If you don't have money, I'll treat you to this meal."

I've never seen such a stingy girl when I eat meat and give him the cheapest plain noodles.

"Don't you believe in Buddhism? Before my grandfather died, he believed in Buddhism and was a vegetarian all the time. " Song Fengwan thought that he could think of this level, which was already very powerful.

According to her mother, after her grandmother passed away, her grandfather began to believe in Buddhism, devoting himself to Buddhism, practicing vegetarian diet every day, and lacking desire. Naturally, she felt that Fu Chen was the same.

Fu Chen's belief in Buddhism is well known, and she also invested in the construction of Buddhist temples. She must be a devout Buddhist. If she gave him some meat, she was worried that she would annoy him.

"Who told you that Buddhists can only be vegetarian?" Fu Chen picks eyebrows. This girl misunderstands people who believe in Buddhism.

"I..." song Fengwan wiped his fingers on the table. Did he think wrong?

"I believe in Buddhism, but I'm not a monk."

"I don't avoid meat, I can eat meat, and..."

"Buddha is in the heart, not a matter of vegetarianism."

Song Fengwan choked and felt that he was too vulgar.

"Two faces." The boss has already served the noodles.

Song Fengwan looked at the huge bowl of beef noodles in front of him, and then looked at Fu Chen's bowl of clear soup noodles with only a few vegetable leaves floating. She was so ashamed that she invited him to eat it?

No wonder Fu Chen said that if it were not for his treat, he would think that he would be very busy.

"Third Master..." she said tentatively, "or should I ask the boss to give you some meat?"

"No Fu Chen has already picked up his chopsticks.

White noodles with a few green vegetables, soup clear, no oil, but also particularly refreshing, but compared with song Fengwan bowl of beef, unavoidably feel shabby.

Song Fengwan has been hanging his head, annoyed, "or next time I invite you to eat something else?"

Fu Chen answered faintly, then suddenly said, "yes..."

Song Fengwan thought that he had something to say. He raised his head subconsciously, and his eyes were opposite. He said it in a flat tone.

"I'm not a real monk in the temple. I can fall in love and get married. I'm a normal man."

Song Fengwan didn't know why, but his face suddenly got hot.