Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

When Lin Zhuwei heard Qian Yuechu's voice, she had already looked over.

Obviously, Qian Yuechu also liked what she liked.

But Fu Junyan was hesitating.

Lin Zhuwei's heart sank slowly, and a layer of indifference covered his face.

If this man dares to show his affection to her by taking the thing she has taken a fancy to, she will definitely give him a good beating.

Fu Junyan whispered something to Wu Er, and Wu Er took the order and left.

He walked through the crowd, approached Qian Yuechu and greeted him. Qian Yuechu's face was full of surprise, and he quickly walked towards Fu Junyan.

"Fu Lang." Qian Yuechu called out happily.

She was so affected and shy like a girl, which made Lin Zhuwei roll her eyes in her heart.

But men just love this.

Fu Junyan's expression was obviously much softer, and his tone was also very gentle: "Chu'er."

"Fu Lang, you're out shopping alone? What do you like?"

The deliberately pinched sound was so charming that it could squeeze out water.

Lin Zhuwei couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Is this woman really blind? She, the legitimate wife, is right next to Fu Junyan, and she can't see it?

"Not yet. Chu'er, what about you?" Fu Junyan asked.

"Fu Lang, do you think the scent bag number 18 is pretty?"

"Yeah." Fu Junyan just nodded and said nothing.

"Brother-in-law!" Yu Jibao suddenly ran over and grabbed Fu Junyan's hand, looking at Qian Yuechu warily.

"This..." Qian Yuechu then realized that Fu Junyan was not alone. When she raised her eyes, she fell into a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Lin Zhuwei was watching her performance with a sneer on his lips.

"Fu Lang, you, you came out with her?"

Qian Yuechu looked quite hurt, and his voice was trembling a little.

How could it be? Why would Fu Lang be willing to go shopping with this woman!

Fu Junyan touched Yu Jibao's head and said, "It was this kid who forced me out."

Qian Yuechu's expression then eased a little.

But Yu Jibao asked innocently, "Brother-in-law, who is this?"

"You should call her Sister Yuechu."

"Then, is this sister's family very poor?" The tone was so childish and innocent that Lin Zhuyi thought that this brat was mentally ill.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Fu Junyan asked curiously.

"Her face is so thin and pointy, like a shoe horn. It's not pretty at all. Is it because she doesn't eat enough every day?"

Good boy! Waiting for her here!

Qian Yuechu's face turned green, then white, then white, then yellow. She was so angry that she clenched her fists tightly, afraid that she would not be able to help but beat him up.

But Yu Jibao added, recklessly: "Is there really anyone who likes a face like this?"

Look, isn’t there a blind person next to you?

Lin Zhuwei couldn't help but complain in her heart, but she said hypocritically: "Xiaobao, how can you talk like that? You can't just look at the face when you look at people, you have to look at other places too."

"Oh!" Yu Jibao responded readily, glanced at Qian Yuechu, and quickly said, "But sister, what's so good about a piece of board?"

"puff!"

Lin Zhuwei suppressed his laughter like crazy to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

This kid! He has a talent for sharp tongue!

Qian Yuechu was so angry that his face turned pale and he wanted to slap them twice.

Seeing that the two siblings were singing the same tune and going too far, Fu Junyan rebuked them, "Nonsense, don't be so absurd."

Yu Jibao then stuck out his tongue and ran off to look at the lucky item.

Qian Yuechu's maid Xiaodie saw that her master was unhappy and quickly changed the subject: "Miss, look! The sachet number 18 has been taken away."

A few people looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a little monk really took up the sachet, and also took away the one from No. 19 next door.

Qian Yuechu felt a little regretful, but then she saw Wu Er running back and handing the thing in his hand to Fu Junyan. When she took a closer look, it turned out to be the lucky sachet that she had liked.

Her face brightened up again, and she couldn't help but shyly reach out to Fu Junyan, saying tenderly: "Fu Lang, how did you know Chu'er likes this sachet?"

Lin Zhuwei couldn't help but roll her eyes, knowing that there was no hope for the sachet. She was too lazy to care about their love and ran away.

But what Qian Yuechu didn't expect was that when she was about to touch the sachet, Fu Junyan unexpectedly moved slightly to the side and avoided her touch.

Qian Yuechu was slightly stunned and looked embarrassed.

"Wu Er." Fu Junyan called in a deep voice.

Wu Er quickly handed over another sachet in his hand, which was the red sachet number 19.

Fu Junyan took it and handed it to Qian Yuechu, his expression normal: "Red suits your skin tone better."

Qian Yuechu was a little unhappy, but after hearing what he said, he couldn't get angry, so he took it and forced a smile and said, "Thank you, Fu Lang."

Fu Junyan nodded indifferently and looked around the crowd. He saw that Lin Zhuwei had already run to the stall next door and was throwing rings with Yu Jibao. The two were excited about catching a small object and clapped their hands in applause.

"Chu'er, do you want to shop around some more?" He asked, but his eyes involuntarily drifted towards the next stall.

Qian Yuechu saw Fu Junyan raising his foot as if he wanted to leave, so he followed his words and said, "No, Fu Lang, how about we go together..."

Before she could even say the word "return", Fu Junyan interrupted her: "In that case, Wu Er, send Chu Er and the others back."

"Fu Lang, won't you come with me?"

Before she finished asking, Fu Junyan had already turned around and walked to the next room.

Qian Yuechu was stunned. This was the first time he had left her so decisively. She couldn't help but panic, her face turned pale, and she couldn't help but reach out to hold him.

But Wu Er blocked her way: "Miss Qian, let me take you back."

She wanted to catch up, but saw that Wu Er had no intention of giving way, so she bit her red lips, stamped her feet in anger, and was very unwilling to give in.

Qian Yuechu turned sideways and saw from a distance that Fu Junyan handed the light blue sachet to Lin Zhuwei. The shame and jealousy in her heart burned even more vigorously.

Fu Lang knew that he had fallen in love with this sachet, but he rejected her for the first time for the sake of this fat woman!

How is this possible? !

How could Fu Lang ignore her for another woman? Especially this fat, ugly, sharp-tongued woman!

Qian Yuechu felt both ashamed and angry. She had finally come to this point and made Fu Lang agree to marry her. How could she let all her efforts go to waste?

For him, she was willing to take risks. What would happen if he knew what happened?

The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. No, she would never let this happen. She had to take the initiative.

Qian Yuechu snorted unwillingly before turning and leaving.

Lin Zhuwei was very surprised to see Fu Junyan handing her the light blue sachet.

She thought that this must be Qian Yuechu's possession. She looked up into the distance and saw Qian Yuechu walking away in a huff.

She is always happy to see Qian Yuechu being humiliated.

Lin Zhuwei couldn't help but grin, and suddenly grabbed his hand and stuffed a hard and icy object into his palm.