Planning to marry the third master

The day before the arena, the boss of the Poetry and Painting House made a special trip to Feng Mansion. Feng Jinzhao received him. He was about the same age as Feng Jinzhao and his surname was Wang.

Feng Jinzhao didn't know about the family in the business world, so the Wang family from Shangqiu treated them as ordinary guests. Of course, their business was mainly not in Jinling, so it was normal that he had never heard of it.

As Ji Xiang Ruyi served the tea, Feng Jinzhao asked, "What's the matter with Boss Wang?"

The stall is not small. Wang Chengjin wants to see that Miss Feng, whether she is a successful person or a joker. After all, there are many big people, such as Mr. Xie from the Xie Mansion, the county guard, the front cabinet boss, etc. He said: "I'm sorry to bother you. I think you also know that the girl has made a war invitation. The people in my poetry and painting building are not familiar with your lady, so I came to see the lady of your house, say a few words and then leave."

Feng Jinzhao nodded and said to Jixiang: "Call your young lady out and rest your eyes."

Jixiang responded: "Yes."

As soon as I heard the words "rest my eyes", I knew I was reading. I thought I had been reading for a long time, and I felt a little sweat for this girl. Sometimes this temporary reading was useful, and sometimes it was useless.

Ji Xiang passed the message to Shuang Xi, who then entered the room. When he saw Feng Zhuo Hua Bi suddenly said, "Miss, the owner of the poetry and painting studio is here and wants to see you."

Feng Zhuohua raised her eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Shuangxi said: "I didn't say, but I told you to take a rest and rest your eyes."

Feng Zhuohua put down his pen, stood up and said, "Let's go."

I really need to rest my eyes, this part happens to be my favorite, so writing is really smooth.

When I went to the living room, I saw a wealthy middle-aged man with a calm and noble temperament. He looks like a boss at first glance.

Feng Jinzhao said: "Daughter, this is Boss Wang of the Poetry and Painting House."

Feng Zhuohua stepped forward and said, "Boss Wang."

Wang Chengjin looked at Feng Zhuohua, she was indeed a cold beauty, and asked: "I have nothing to do here, but the news about the next post has been spread, girl, make sure to be there tomorrow."

Feng Zhuohua curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, Boss Wang. Since he posted the post, he will definitely not run away from the battle."

"I feel relieved when the girl says that. People from my poetry and painting building will pick up the girl in person tomorrow."

Feng Zhuohua nodded and said, "When?"

"After the morning meal."

That's when Chenshi came to pick her up, a little early, and said: "Okay."

After getting the correct answer, Wang Chengjin felt relieved and asked: "How sure is the girl?"

Feng Zhuohua slightly curved her lips and said, "No."

Wang Chengjin was stunned.

Then Feng Zhuohua said: "I'm just making this post on the spur of the moment, as long as I can ensure that my loss is not ugly."

Feng Jinzhao said with a smile: "This child is rushing to have a best friend like Meng Qingwan. Her mother and I support her. Winning or losing is not important to her."

Feng Zhuohua said: "Boss Wang is here because he is afraid that I might regret it temporarily. Don't worry if I get the right word today."

Then he said to Feng Jinzhao: "Dad, I'm going back to the house first."

Feng Jinzhao nodded and said, "Go."

After a few words, Wang Chengjin left. After all, Wang Chengjin had seen many people and everyone's young lady. This girl clearly explained his reason for coming. It was not simple, but she also told him to look forward to the ring tomorrow.

At night, everyone told Feng Zhuohua to go to bed early. Feng Zhuohua obeyed and started washing up early and turned off the lights.

The one who climbed through the window also came early today. When he came, Feng Zhuohua had already warmed the bed. Xie Yunxiao took a box with a bracelet inside. He took it out and put it on Feng Zhuohua.

Ice and cold, Feng Zhuohua saw a pendant under the bracelet through the dim light and asked, "What is it?"

Xie Yunxiao said: "Koi." It represents good luck.

Feng Zhuohua curled her lips, she didn't expect Xie Yunxiao to have such moments. Despite his calm and steady appearance, he was just an ordinary man at heart. Said: "Does it look good?"

It was pitch black and the color couldn't be clearly seen. Xie Yunxiao said, "It's a gift from me. It doesn't look good but it has to look good."

Feng Zhuohua put his hand into the quilt and said, "Then I will carry it with me every day."

Xie Yunxiao nodded, took off his shirt, got into bed and hugged Feng Zhuohua. It had been several days since she had been covered in quilts. Xie Yunxiao was holding back her energy and waited until tomorrow.