Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Upstairs in the study room, Su Yan asked again with a cold expression: "Fu Han, I treat you as a brother, tell me the truth, you married this little girl Wen Qingyue just to break the fate of the master, right?"

Fu Han stood by the window and looked at Wen Qingyue who left first in the garden. The dim light made him unable to see the emotion on the little girl's face clearly, but he felt a little anger from her steps.

He withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Su Yan, "The truth is that she is my wife, and she will only be my wife."

Having known each other for more than 20 years, Su Yan understood what he meant, and remained silent with complicated emotions.

"Wan Yu just came back, so spend more time with her, let's go." Fu Han patted him on the shoulder and walked towards the door.

The door opened, Su Yan sighed, and went downstairs together.

As soon as the two went downstairs, they ran into Wen Qingyue who had come back from a walk in the garden, and saw the coldness and anger on her face that had not been suppressed in time.

"Who made you angry?" Fu Han asked unexpectedly.

Su Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he probably had an answer in his heart.

Wen Qingyue's eyes on the two of them quickly calmed down, and she pursed her lips slightly, "I heard Miss Su talk about the plot of a drama, and I was very angry with the plot."

These words sounded very childish, and her emotions were just right to express her anger, which was very much like the reaction a girl her age should have when she saw an irritating plot.

Both men were a little surprised.

Wen Qingyue didn't want to talk too much, so she said to Fu Han, "I haven't finished writing the medical case yet, and I will hand it over to the professor tomorrow, so let's go upstairs first. Ms. Su has just returned to China, so you get together slowly."

Su Yan squinted his eyes in surprise, "Qingyue is still a student?"

Wen Qingyue smiled slightly, and said playfully: "Yes, just turned [-], an uncle Fu Han abducted a beautiful young girl like me to get married, isn't it a beast?"

Ten years apart, almost one round...

"It's a bit of a beast..." Su Yan adjusted his glasses and looked at his friend strangely.

He saw that Wen Qingyue was young, maybe only 21, but he didn't expect to be just [-].

Fu Han: "..."

Seeing that someone agreed, she scolded Fu Han, and the depression in Wen Qingyue's chest dissipated a little. Ignoring the man's dark complexion, she smiled brightly and flicked her bangs, "Talk slowly, I'm sorry."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to push Fu Han away, and quickly went upstairs.

Fu Han took two steps back to the side, and turned his head to watch her go upstairs.

Standing beside him, Su Yan did not miss his eyes. If a man looks at a woman with such eyes, there is only one possibility, that is, he likes her.

Su Yan heaved a long sigh in his heart, his silly sister and Fu Han had no chance at all.

"Brother, are you finished talking?" Su Wanyu entered the room and saw the two standing together silently, her brother looked solemn, and Wen Qingyue was nowhere to be seen, she felt a little bit in her heart, did she sue Fu Han?

Su Yan suppressed the regret in his heart, took a few steps forward, blocked his sister's eager eyes, pulled her and said: "Well, the talk is over, it's getting late, come home with me, parents are still waiting And you."

"But I still have something to say to Ah Han..." Su Wanyu frowned and refused to leave, trying to break free from his hand.

Su Yan frowned, with a helpless look on his face, "I'll have plenty of time in the future, just make an appointment in two days. You can see for yourself, it's already past nine o'clock, do you have the heart to keep your parents waiting for you?"

Su Wanyu pouted slightly, frowned and remained silent reluctantly.

Fu Han watched the siblings tugging, and took two steps forward, "Wan Yu, your brother is right, uncle and aunt miss you, let's make an appointment another day."

His tone was as dull as ever, but Su Wanyu was used to it, and he felt better when he promised the next appointment, and knew that Wen Qingyue didn't say anything, so he nodded: "Okay, then my brother and I Go home first, and make an appointment another day."

After the brothers and sisters of the Su family left, Fu Han turned around and glanced upstairs, walked to the sofa and sat down, poured himself a glass of red wine, the red wine shook gently in his hand, the dark red liquid exuded a mellow aroma.

In the bedroom, Wen Qingyue said that she came up to write the rest of the case, but after opening the notebook, she kept staring at the screen, unable to get rid of Su Wanyu's words in her mind.

For Su Wanyu, Fu Han specially invited the aunt who cooks in Fu Mansion over here, and all the dishes she cooked were her favorites. With such care, if he said that he didn't like Su Wanyu at all, Wen Qingyue would not believe it. of.

But why do you like it but don't marry?The Fu and Su families are well matched, so why did they agree to marry her?

Her mind was getting more and more confused, Wen Qingyue frowned, she shook her head and didn't want to think about it, but she heard the sound of the car starting to leave outside the window, her brows moved slightly, she stood by the window and looked out, only seeing a part of it. The tail of the car is not Fu Han's car according to the license plate number.

"Leaving?" Wen Qingyue withdrew her gaze, thoughtful, and left the bedroom without thinking much, walked downstairs, walked down the stairs two steps, then suddenly stopped, turned her head and accurately caught the man's shot to look.

The man was leaning on the sofa, holding the wine glass in one hand, and resting the other on the back of the sofa. His eyes were fixed on her, and his thin lips were slightly drawn. "I heard them leave and went downstairs. Do you dislike them so much?"

Wen Qingyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, she calmly withdrew her gaze, and walked down step by step, "I was thirsty when I went downstairs, and I have never met the Su brothers and sisters, so how can we say whether we like them or not, besides, they are your true love. Make friends, as your wife, I have no reason not to like it."

Fu Han's eyes moved with her, seeing that she was about to open the refrigerator, his eyes froze, "Don't open the refrigerator!"

Wen Qingyue paused, and looked back at him in astonishment: "Fu Han, you can't do it, can you? I'll take you a bottle of water, why are you so picky?"

The man put down his wine glass without changing his face, "Come here, there is warm water here, drinking cold water at night is not good for the stomach."

Wen Qingyue didn't move, she opened the refrigerator rebelliously and took a bottle of iced mineral water, but before she had time to unscrew it, she felt a huge oppressive force coming, the man approached, she leaned back on the refrigerator, blinked Blink, so innocent.

"Always disobedient." The man reached out and snatched the water from her hand, clasped her waist with one hand, hugged her away, opened the refrigerator, and put the water back.

"I want to drink something cold, you are too lenient..." Wen Qingyue stretched out her hand to push him away, and glared at him unhappily.

Fu Han's face was also gloomy, "Girls should eat less cold food, and you still drink cold water when your hands and feet are cold?"

The tone of scolding was like a strict father educating his daughter.

Wen Qingyue curled her lips and said mockingly: "I'm only eighteen, young, unlike Uncle Fu, you have already reached the age where you need to maintain your health."

Being disgusted by her for being too old several times in one night, Fu Han's heart was blocked, and he stared at her with low eyes, "Thirsty doesn't affect your sharp teeth."

Wen Qingyue just wanted to die, as if she couldn't detect the danger in the man's eyes, she fought back provocatively: "To be honest, is it sharp-tongued? You look down on people who are 28 or 30, and I'm only eighteen. You do seem old to me."