Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

After closing the door, Fu Rong poured water for Zhou Muzhi.

She said: "Why do you need to be familiar with him? Your brother will have to beat you later."

His expression is relaxed and joyful.

She is in a good mood.

Zhou Muzhi: "He comes often?"

"By chance." Fu Rong said.

His brows furrowed slightly.

The leader of the hall, Fu Yuan, is an outstanding person. When they met for the first time, he asked Fu Rong what her name was.

Fu Rong told him.

"We have the same surname, so we can recognize each other as relatives. If you don't mind, you will be my niece from now on." Fu Yuan said.

Fu Rong immediately glanced at her master.

Sun Yinglan's expression was very dull, and she was not enthusiastic about the matter at all. She just smiled and said: "Fu is considered a popular surname in Yicheng. Hall Master Fu is so rich that he just recognizes his niece casually. Are your ancestors of the Fu family from Jiangnan?"

"Of course not." Fu Yuan said.

Sun Yinglan chatted with him about his last name and changed the subject.

After he left, Fu Rong asked Sun Yinglan: "Master, what does Hall Master Fu mean?"

"He is not sincere in his treatment of others. You are still young and have a long road ahead. Don't waste your time looking for this kind of connections. You won't need them." Sun Yinglan said.

Fu Rong understood what she meant: Hall Master Fu was too shrewd. If you wanted to take advantage of him, you would have to pay more, which was not cost-effective.

Fu's surname is quite common in Yicheng, and the clan members are relatively concentrated, so they won't be excited to recognize relatives when they see someone with the same surname.

It would be believable if Fu Rong was not a young and beautiful widow.

Fu Rong didn't say anything.

But since then, Hall Master Fu often came to Lixuan Song and Dance Hall and even wanted to buy shares.

Cheng Sanniang rejected him.

We are all colleagues, so it is not easy to break up with each other; and we are open for business, so there is no reason not to let him come.

Hall Master Fu is always polite. He looked very polite, and his words were polite and thoughtful, without anything excessive.

But Fu Rong felt very uncomfortable.

A kind of keenness of "being coveted" is always in her heart.

Fu Rong couldn't say yet. There are many things that you understand and I understand, but it is difficult to talk about them before they are revealed.

A caterpillar crawled up my arm, which was not painful, itchy, and creepy.

When Zhou Muzhi met Hall Master Fu for the first time, he suddenly broke down what everyone was unwilling to explain clearly.

Fu Rong felt great.

The caterpillars on my arms bounced away, and I felt relieved both physically and mentally.

"...That old man took advantage of you?" Zhou Muzhi asked.

Fu Rong shook her head: "If he had taken advantage, my master would have kicked him out long ago."

"He doesn't feel good at first glance, and you still let him go!" Zhou Muzhi said angrily, "He's bullying a woman, I really should chop him up."

The more he talked, the angrier he became and turned to leave.

Fu Rong had no choice but to pull him back quickly: "Don't be ridiculous..."

She took his hand.

Zhou Muzhi took her into his arms.

Fu Rong bumped into his chest and hurriedly tried to hide, but he held her tightly.

He lowered his head to kiss her. Fu Rong turned her face away forcefully and pressed it against his chest, preventing him from getting closer.

"Don't you like me?" Zhou Muzhi asked her.

Fu Rong's heart tightened, she turned her face to the other side and did not answer.

"Let go first." She said after a while.

Zhou Muzhi let her go, and Fu Rong stepped back several steps, turning her back to him.

"It's okay if you don't like it." Zhou Muzhi's voice sounded behind her, pretending to be relaxed to cover up her disappointment.

Fu Rong didn't know how to answer.

He didn't need her to answer, and answered the question himself, "I'll be good to you from now on. If you don't like me wearing perfume or hair oil, I'll just stop wearing it."

If others bully you, I will support you. If you need anything, just come to me. only……"

just what?

Fu Rong looked down at her fingers, which were actually trembling slightly.

Just what? She seemed eager to wait for the next step.

"... Just let me be the first in line. If you are willing to like a man, don't let the latecomers surpass me. Otherwise, I will not be willing to die, young master." He said.

Fu Rong burst into laughter.

As soon as she smiled, he took the next step and hugged her from behind: "Okay? I'll be in line first."

Fu Rong wanted to laugh, but felt uncomfortable: "I..."

"I know that you have suffered enough. The man before you was a beast. It will take a long time to heal if your finger is broken, not to mention the hole in your heart." Zhou Muzhi said.

Fu Rong never thought that he also had such a gentle side.

He is dandy, flamboyant and carefree. But the only delicate thought he had was used on her.

Fu Rong didn't understand why.

What's so good about her?

There was no deep bond between her and Zhou Muzhi. Instead, I had an embarrassing encounter that I didn't even want to mention.

"I'm waiting." Zhou Muzhi said again, "Rongrong, let me be the first in line."

After a long time, Fu Rong nodded carefully: "Okay."

She asked Zhou Muzhi to go back first. She needed time to think and sort out her emotions.

Zhou Muzhi had no choice but to leave.

After finishing work in the evening, Sun Yinglan found Fu Rong and said that Hall Master Cheng was here and asked her to go upstairs to talk.

Fu Rong was so nervous that her heart was beating fast. She pulled hard on her master's sleeve: "Will Hall Master Cheng fire me?"

Sun Yinglan smiled and patted her hand: "No. As time goes by, you may forget who your backer is."

Fu Rong was stunned: "Who?"

"Miss Yan." Sun Yinglan said, "If she doesn't collapse, or if she doesn't fall out with the hall master, the hall master won't fire you."

Fu Rong: "..."

She never thought about trouble Yan Xin again, but actually forgot about this relationship.

Her beating heart suddenly became much calmer.

Cheng Sanniang didn't find fault, she just chatted with Fu Rong about Zhou Muzhi.

"...You have to exercise caution. Zhou Longtou doesn't like his sons hanging out in song and dance halls. You are not a singer or a dancer, but in Zhou Longtou's eyes, how noble are you?" Cheng Sanniang reminded her.

Fu Rong's face turned slightly pale.

She explained: "I didn't hook up with him. I, I didn't do a good job. Indeed, I didn't clearly reject him in one song."

"You have to think about it carefully." Cheng Sanniang said, "A few of the people Zhou Junwang was interested in before are all dead."

Fu Rong was struck by lightning.

She asked nonchalantly: "Dead?"

"Dead." Cheng Sanniang was determined.

Fu Rong trembled slightly.

"You are not one of those helpless singers and dancers, you are my subordinate. On this point, Zhou Longtou is only worth three points of face. But you have to understand that I am only worth three points of face.

I have a good relationship with the eldest lady, so I can’t let you suffer. Today Zhou Muzhi and Fu Yuan almost got into a fight because of you. Tomorrow morning Zhou Longtou will ask someone to come and see what you are like. "Cheng Sanniang said.

Fu Rong swallowed hard.

"What should I do?" she asked, "Is Zhou Longtou unreasonable?"

"He said it. What he believes is the truth." Cheng Sanniang said.

Then he said, "I can help you. But, it's settled that I will refuse Zhou Muzhi's visit. Don't regret it in the future and ask me to slap myself."

Fu Rong said hurriedly: "Okay, I can't! Master, I want to live."

Cheng Sanniang smiled: "As long as you can carry it clearly, you go back and rest first."

How could Fu Rong dare to go back?

She relied on Sun Yinglan and went to Sun Yinglan's small mansion with her, not daring to go back to Jiang's house again.

She felt her insignificance again.