Mr. Fu: Madam has amazed the world again

Licheng, Ji family.

"Bai Ling, marrying Master Fu is a blessing you earned in your previous life. Although Master Fu is dying, you will be able to get a lot of the family property after he dies."

In the main seat, an old lady sat upright, holding a cane in her hand, staring at the girl in front of her with wrinkled eyes, full of disdain.

Bai Ling was carrying a black shoulder bag and wearing a pure black sweatshirt. She lowered her eyes, half-closed them, put her hands in her pockets, and nodded nonchalantly.

"I warn you, you'd better be obedient, please Master Fu, and always put the interests of the Ji family first. Get investment in the project for the Ji family. When Master Fu dies, I will be able to give you freedom."

Bai Ling raised her eyes, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "What if I don't obey?"

The old lady's expression changed, a cruel look flashed across her eyes, and her face was twisted and ferocious. "If you don't obey, I will send you to the brothel in the capital, and let you suffer all kinds of torture in the world, and you will never get out of this world in your life."

Hearing this, Bai Ling raised his eyebrows.

A den of money?

The smile on her lips deepened.

Heaven for men, hell for women.

"I have sent your grandma to the VIP ward in the city center. If you want to save your grandma, you know what to do."

"Yeah." Bai Ling still frowned, his voice low and shallow.

At this time, Bai Ling's cell phone rang. It was the ringtone of a text message.

She took out her cell phone and slowly replied to the message.

When Mrs. Ji saw that Bai Ling dared to ignore her and even played with his cell phone in front of her, she immediately became furious.

She slammed the table and shouted, "I'm talking to you, and you're playing with your phone? Do you have any manners?"

"What kind of upbringing can a country girl, who has no mother to educate her since childhood and has to rely on her half-dead grandmother to raise her, have?" The speaker was Ji Xinhui, the second daughter of Old Lady Ji's eldest son Ji Yiyu. Her words were full of sarcasm and harshness.

Bai Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, a cold light reflected in her pupils. She put her hands in her pockets, her thin figure would fall down at the slightest breeze, but she exuded a powerful aura.

Ji Xinhui was frightened by this look and lowered her eyes subconsciously.

"I'm sorry, I'm a wild child and I don't know what manners are." Bai Ling retracted his gaze, his face cold and expressionless, and his tone unhurried.

The Ji family was angered by her attitude, and someone couldn't help but curse, "Humph! You look so poor and unpresentable."

"Don't say that. After all, she is going to marry the eldest son of the Fu family. What if he causes trouble for us?" Someone laughed.

"Ha, she's the only one who's causing trouble for us? She'd better not be scared to death by the eldest young master of the Fu family."

There were voices of ridicule all around.

Bai Ling raised her eyes and glanced at them indifferently, and finally her gaze stopped on the woman standing next to Old Lady Ji.

That woman is her biological mother, Sun Yurou!

She lowered her head and looked submissive next to Old Lady Ji, but glared at Bai Ling, as if warning her with her eyes to behave herself.

What’s funny is that her own daughter was ridiculed and scolded in public, but she turned a deaf ear to it.

Bai Ling curled her lips, put away her phone, and looked directly at the old lady, "Anything else? If not, I'm leaving!"

"You!" Old Mrs. Ji was very angry, but she could only bear it.

Now I still hope Bai Ling can help Ji Xin get married.

"Forget it, Sun Yurou, take her back to wash up, and teach her some manners. If you mess up the engagement party in a few days, don't blame me for being rude to you!" The old lady waved her hand, motioning Sun Yurou to take Bai Ling away.

She felt uncomfortable if she looked at Bai Ling for even a second.

After all, he is from the countryside and is not presentable.

"Yes, Mom."

Sun Yurou said this and then forcibly dragged Bai Ling away.

Along the way, Sun Yurou didn't say a word.

Until the car stopped at Minghuayuan Villa.

This is the home of Sun Yurou and her second husband Ji Yian.

As soon as they entered the door, Sun Yurou rudely pushed Bai Ling in and said angrily, "I'm warning you! This is the Ji family, not your grandmother's house. You'd better put away all your bad habits. If you embarrass me in front of the people in the Ji family again, I will not forgive you!"

Bai Ling put his hands in his pockets, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her in a ruffian manner.

More than ten years ago, after her father disappeared, Sun Yurou, regardless of the relationship between husband and wife, resolutely threw her one-year-old daughter to her grandmother, ran to Licheng alone, and married Ji Yian, a wealthy man in Licheng.

For more than ten years, he ignored her, and now he takes her back for profit, but he still treats her like this.

Sun Yurou has been married to the Ji family for more than ten years and has lived a pampered life. Her every move and gesture are those of a lady. Now she gets angry when she sees Bai Ling looking like a street thug.

"This marriage with the Fu family is your chance. If you marry the eldest son of the Fu family, you can work less for decades."

Hearing this, Bai Ling raised her head and looked at the man who was teaching her earnestly. She suddenly smiled, but the smile was a little cold, not reaching her eyes. "Such a good thing, why don't you let your second daughter go?"

"Can you compare with Xin'er? I have carefully nurtured her. She will definitely have a better life in the future. How can she marry that person from the Fu family..."

Everyone knows that the eldest young master of the Fu family fell seriously ill half a year ago. Not only did he have a violent temper and his appearance was ruined, but it was also rumored that the eldest young master of the Fu family might not live for another two years.

She absolutely could not let Ji Xin become a widower at such a young age and fall into the fire pit.

"Mom! Are you back?" At this time, a delicate voice came over.

When Sun Yurou saw her, her angry face immediately turned into tenderness, "Xin'er, didn't you go to practice the piano? Why are you back so early?"

"I..." Ji Xin lowered her eyes, looking delicate, "I'm worried that you haven't reached an agreement, Mom, I really don't want to marry Mr. Fu..."

"Don't worry, Mom has made all the arrangements. She will never let you marry him!" Sun Yurou comforted her.

Ji Xin breathed a sigh of relief and her eyes fell on Bai Ling, "Is this my sister?"

She walked over, stretched out her hand, and smiled sweetly, "Hello, sister, I'm Ji Xin."

Bai Ling looked at the hand she stretched out. It was white and slender, and it was obvious that she had maintained it for many years.

She raised her eyes and stared at Ji Xin's face. There were some similarities between their brows.

She glanced at Ji Xin lightly and went upstairs past her.

"Bai Ling!" Sun Yurou got angry when she saw her attitude and yelled, "What's your attitude? Didn't you see your sister talking to you? If you show disrespect to me again, I will stop giving your grandmother the medicine immediately."

Bai Ling paused slightly and looked back at her with cold eyes.

Then she went into the room without saying anything.

"you!"

Sun Yurou was very angry and her face turned purple.

Ji Xin hurriedly comforted her, "Mom, don't be angry, my sister is probably introverted. I will get along well with my sister in the future and try to make her accept us."

"Xin'er, you're still the best." Looking at this well-behaved and sensible daughter, Sun Yurou felt much better.

"Mom, what if my sister changes her mind?" Ji Xin was a little worried. Bai Ling didn't look like someone who would compromise easily.

"I have plenty of ways to make her behave herself." Sun Yurou said harshly. She had many ways to deal with the country girl.

Ji Xin smiled, her eyes unconsciously looking towards the closed room upstairs, and an imperceptible light flashed by.