It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

Xiang Elegy raised the corners of his lips habitually.

Fu Chengxun, you really clearly understand how you can hurt me, how can you make me die of pain.

If this is your torture, then what I want to say is that you are really doing the right thing.

According to the house number sent by Fu Chengxun, after searching for Elegy, he finally came to the door of Qin's house.

Standing at the door, she paused for a moment to the elegy, then raised her hand and rang the doorbell.

There was no sound inside, and just as he was wondering if there was no one inside, the door in front of him was suddenly opened.

His eyes fell on Mother Qin who came to open the door, and she was silent for a second before she spoke slowly.

"What Fu Chengxun asked me to send."

Without any extra words, she directly cut to the point, and handed the bag in her hand between her and Qin's mother.

The middle-aged woman in front of her didn't immediately take what she was holding.

Instead, he looked at her gently: "Come in and sit down."

Xiang Elegy stood still and did not move.

Sometimes, she really thinks that people are extremely interesting.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Qin's mother, her tone seemed casual, but actually there was a trace of coldness in it.

"Mrs. Qin, I am the murderer who killed your daughter. Please invite me to sit in. Don't be afraid that I will do something to you again. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, I am a cruel and unscrupulous person."

Mother Qin's expression remained unchanged: "You can't do anything to me in broad daylight, come in, let's talk."

Nodding to Elegy: "That's right, Mrs. Qin really understands me. But..."

She prolonged the ending, and the smile on her face became a little meaningful.

"Mrs. Qin, sometimes the details are very important. No matter what I say, you are the murderer who killed your daughter. If you are so polite to me, outsiders may feel that there are some contradictions."

Qin's mother's face changed slightly because of her words.

But after all, people who have lived a certain age are already very skilled in handling emotions.

"come in."

Xiang Elegy twitched the corner of his lips, said no more, and walked in.

Walking in, Xiang Elegy didn't sit down on the sofa immediately, but walked casually in the living room, looking around.

"The house that Fu Chengxun bought is really good. No matter in terms of lighting or other aspects, he really loves your daughter so much."

Her tone was light, and she seemed to be talking casually.

Qin's mother was sitting on the sofa, making tea with a tea set in her hand.

Regarding her words, she just smiled: "This is not the first time you have come here, so saying these words seems a bit redundant, doesn't it?"

for?

Xiang Elegy smiled: "Yes, it is indeed redundant."

Whether it is the emotion of the house, or the emotion of the relationship between Fu Chengxun and Qin Sixuan.

It's all obvious things, what to say.

She walked over and sat down on the sofa.

Looking at Mother Qin who was calmly making tea for her, she played with her fingers intentionally or unintentionally.

"Mrs. Qin seems to have a very comfortable life?"

Qin's mother kept moving her hands: "I haven't been in good health for the past few years. At home, I just studied the tea ceremony."

"Really?" She wanted to laugh again.

"Tea, self-cultivation. In the past, Sixuan didn't like drinking tea. I even told her not to drink those unnutritious coffees all the time, but she never listened to me."