My wife has always been timid

Su Zhenshan understood what Fu Xiuyuan meant by that, and instantly cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Last time, he beat Su Qingcheng with his hands.

That's what Fu Xiuyuan told him.

The original words were: "I hope this kind of thing doesn't happen again, otherwise, I don't guarantee that your family... can still get together."

At that time, the man's complexion was light, and he looked cold and dignified.

But his deep eyes seemed to be filled with ice slag, it was clearly the end of spring and the beginning of summer, but the coldness hit his bones.

At this moment, Fu Xiuyuan stepped into the living room.

Su Zhenshan's face trembled suddenly as a huge sense of oppression hit him, he let go of the hand that was holding Su Qingcheng's back collar in an instant, and subconsciously stepped back a little.

Su Qingcheng's neck loosened, and finally got a chance to breathe fresh air.

Why did Fu Xiuyuan come here...

She cast her eyes on Fu Xiuyuan, and the man walked over with heavy steps, and hugged her into his broad chest in the next second.

"Are you okay?" A familiar breath poured into his nostrils, and there was a trace of worry in his deep voice.

Su Qingcheng instantly felt at ease.

"I am fine."

In order not to worry him, she nodded and added in a low voice.

Su Zhenshan's slap was nothing, in her opinion, she hadn't completely angered the other party.

Subconsciously, his eyes turned to the slender and tall figure behind Fu Xiuyuan who was already standing with Kong Ang.

Like, very much like...

"My nephew was joking, it was just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."

Su Zhenshan tried to save face and opened his mouth.

Even the elders, in terms of absolute strength, even old man Su is three points lower than Fu Xiuyuan, let alone him?

Misunderstand?

Fu Xiuyuan slightly raised his eyelids and cast a cold look. Is it just a misunderstanding?

"Su Zhenshan, what you said was nice. You slapped someone's face firmly and heard a sound, but you said it was just a misunderstanding?" Mother Fu smiled coldly.

Is it the future daughter-in-law of the Fu family? If she slapped Su Qingcheng in the face so mercilessly, wouldn't she be slapping the face of their Fu family?
Su Zhenshan's face suddenly couldn't hold back, and some embarrassing sweat dripped down.

But when his sight caught sight of the slender figure coming in behind Fu Xiuyuan and saw that familiar face again, he couldn't help being fascinated by it again.

If it was said that he was able to control his demeanor just now, he really lost his composure at this moment.

About the age of early twenties, tall figure, skin like snow, long flowing hair like a waterfall, slightly half-up with a magnolia hairpin, soft brows and eyes, and a slight smile like a breeze, which makes people intoxicated.

Su Zhenshan stared at the woman in front of him almost obsessively, completely forgetting everything.

It seemed that at this moment, only he and this woman were left in the world.

Like, so similar.

If Zhong Jinxiang and An Lan are four or five points alike, then the woman in front of him is eight points, not only the appearance, but also the gentle temperament, exactly the same as the singer Miss An Lan when he was not married...

Su Zhenshan's obsession with women was coldly ignored by Su Qingcheng.

It's not just Su Zhenshan losing his composure?
In the corner, Zhong Xin'er and Zhong Jinxiang stared at the woman with wide eyes, surprise written all over their faces.

Perhaps they couldn't figure out why someone more like An Lan even appeared here.

In other words, they are already afraid that someone more similar to An Lan will appear, so are they still worth using?