Chapter 17

"I didn't find master Fu's style so big before."

The man was about twenty-seven or eight, with a thin face and thin lips.

Black suit, coat open, revealing inside the white shirt, black vest, with a light gray tie, said the body well.

His right hand was in the pocket of his suit pants, and his left hand was pinching a cigarette. Taking advantage of his height, he looked down at Fu Yuxiu.

Staring at him calmly, fingers gently, ash pop down, eyes with a trace of cold.

Fu Yuxiu met him once before.

Song Fengwan's cousin, Qiao's young master——

Josiyan.

Fu Yuxiu is not familiar with the Qiao family. All he knows is that the Qiao family runs several jade shops. They live in Wusu. They have been craftsmen for generations and are good at jade carving.

With the development of science and technology these days, it's not uncommon to carve dragons and depict Fengs on stones. In the eyes of others, the Qiao family is like the setting sun sinking into the Western Hills, with no future.

Besides, song Fengwan's uncle and Qiao Xiyan are the only two people left in his family. They are both devoted to the study of this industry. Most people who specialize in something are crazy. Qiao's family is just like this. They are a little paranoid and eccentric.

"Master Fu, why don't you continue?" Josie raised her eyebrows.

"Watch... Mr. Joe." Fu Yuxiu subconsciously wanted to call his cousin, but he changed his mouth.

"Fu Yuxiu, you have a good life. You were born in the Fu family. I don't want to embarrass you for your father's sake." Josiyan took a smoke.

"When I was born, I felt for a knife. When I was more than a year old, I began to take a knife. I cut more stones in my hands than you've ever seen."

"If I hear you speak rudely to me again, I will take a knife to unload you..." the eyes suddenly cooled down.

"That's what you owe my family."

He squinted and smoked. His movements were romantic and dangerous.

People in Qiao's business are good at using knives.

Fu Yuxiu was a little afraid of Qiao Xiyan. The strong sense of oppression he inadvertently gave people was hard to breathe.

"I have something else to do. I'll go first."

Fu Yuxiu finished and fled.

Song Feng burst out laughing, "cousin, you scared him."

"I'm very polite." Josiyan's tone was light.

Song Feng had two dry coughs in the evening. He threatened with a knife. Are you polite?

His cousin may have misunderstood the word politeness.

"I met him once before and thought it was raised by the Fu family. It must be good. Now it seems that no matter how good the jujube trees are, there are always some defective jujubes with crooked melons."

Song Fengwan walked over with a smile and took his arm. "Let's go to dinner. You must be tired and hungry when you drive here in the morning. After eating, you should go back to the hotel to have a rest."

**

Fu Yuxiu has been trying to suppress his anger all the way. Recently, he's really in a bad mood.

It's just that song Fengwan is not easy to deal with. He was protected by his third uncle before, but now he has a cousin. It's so difficult.

After all, he has to meet Jiang Fengya's roommate later. He has to keep his demeanor and manner.

Song Fengwan and Qiao Xiyan are out of the garage. This street is a famous food street in Yuncheng.

They were discussing where to eat when they were interrupted by a noisy argument.

The sunshine in autumn is not as strong as that in summer, but it is also dazzling.

Song Fengwan tilts his head to see how she is. However, since Fu Yuxiu is here, it's not surprising that Jiang Fengya is here. A group of people seem to be blocked outside the restaurant and are in conflict with others.

"Have you made a mistake? Why don't you let me in?"

"Excuse me, miss." The waiter stood in the way of the door, but didn't let it go.

"We are guests, come to dinner consumption, what reason do you have to stop, you are not afraid of us to complain about you?" There is a girl with a strong temper. She blushes with anger and has a thick neck.

"What's the matter with calling your manager?"

"Forget it, there may be some misunderstanding. Let's wait until the seniors come." Jiang Fengya's face turned white and her heart was a little uneasy. She always felt that it was for her.

Some people have been gathered around, discussing in twos and threes.

"So many people, let's judge, we set the position to consume." There was a girl who said, "if you don't entertain us, I just saw someone walk in. Is this discrimination against us? Can't we afford it or what?"

"That's the service? Who dares to eat here in the future The other girls agreed.

"Besides, do you know who she is?" A girl pushed Jiang Fengya out. "She's Fu Yuxiu's girlfriend. Are you crazy?"

At the moment, a middle-aged man in a suit came out from inside, with a bronzing brand on his chest, marked with the position of [manager], "we just know the identity of this young lady, so we won't let her in."

"The third master told us that in the future, we can't let dirty people in the Fu family's territory. We also follow the orders."

"The other three ladies want to go in for consumption. In order to make up for you, we can provide you with this meal for free, but the other..." the manager smiles professionally, "I'm sorry..."

"We don't accept it."

In the end, it was strong and direct.

The four words are like a heavy hammer, which makes Jiang Fengya pale.

Several girls looked at each other, some confused, at a loss, looking at Jiang Fengya's eyes strange and with inquiry.

It's really hard for this rich family to enter.

"Let's go to another house. Anyway, there are many delicious food here." A girl came out and pulled Jiang Fengya to the other side.

There are some things about Jiang Fengya that her roommate doesn't know. She only knows that she is Cinderella whom the prince likes. She doesn't know her life experience and what happened in it, and she smiles and comforts her.

"Elegant, this group of people is a dog's eye, low, this rich family is like this, after you enter the door of the Fu family, I think they dare to do this to you."

"Just don't feel bad."

Why didn't Jiang Fengya expect that the third master Fu would be so dirty? Doesn't that mean she's dirty?

She managed to squeeze out a smile from the corner of her mouth, just to see two people standing nearby, and the smile stagnated again.

Song Fengwan stood not far away, clean and gentle, but condescending, far away.

The man beside him is even more cool and thin, with the indifference of the audience.

Qiao Xiyan has never seen Jiang Fengya. He guessed her identity just by a few words of conversation and song Fengwan's look. "Let's go, let's go to dinner."

Before his aunt did, he did not intend to intervene in the family affairs of the Song family.

"She really thinks that the Fu family is so easy to enter. It's naive." The Song Dynasty is full of wind.

"The manager said just now, Third Master? Before, Fu Yuxiu also said that his third uncle was protecting you... "Qiao Xi yanmu Guangliu said," is it Fu Shen? "

It's a real name.

"Well, he helped me a few times." Song Fengwan said truthfully.

"That's a good man, too." Josiyan praised it.

It seems that there are people in the Fu family who understand.

Qiao Xiyan's first impression of Fu Chen was that he was good, but later he abducted song Fengwan, and he spent all day sharpening his knife at home.

Feeling others face beast heart, hide too deep.