Crippled Master's Young Wife

"It doesn't matter. Do you still go to the bar to sing? Xia Ling, don't you take my words to heart at all? If you really don't want Jiang Lingyun, will our Fu family help you?"

Fu Yunting was angry, and his handsome face was covered with haze.

"No, it's not what you think."

Xia Ling hurriedly explained, "today I'll come to the bar to sing. It's my best friend's request. Her voice is hoarse and she can't sing on the stage, so please ask me to replace her. She's my best best friend. She helped me many times when I was in the doldrums. I can't be ungrateful."

Who would have thought that someone would make trouble and be seen by this person.

"You still have reason?"

Fu Yunting sneered coldly, "I repeat, you are not allowed to come to such a place in the future. You are the young lady of the Fu family. If you come to such a ghost place to make a show, won't we be laughed off by others?"

"What happened to this place?"

Xia Ling refused, "Fu Ershao, you can't look at people and things with colored glasses. There's no distinction between high and low occupations. We don't have as good a life as you. We can only make money with our own efforts in this place. It's not wrong that we don't steal or rob."

"You..."

Fu Yunting was offended, and his face was instantly gloomy and terrible.

Fu Xichen in the cab listened carefully all the way and hurried to a round.

"Well, say less."

Neither of them is wrong.

It's just a different position.

"Sister-in-law, you sing well. It sounds very professional. Has anyone instructed you?"

Fu Xichen changed the subject.

Hearing this, Xia Ling was silent and smiled, "my voice should be inherited from my mother. When I was a child, she did guide me in singing."

Her mother has a good voice, but because the conditions at home do not allow, she can't send her to the expensive Conservatory of music, so she can only grope by herself.

When I was young, I kept singing in the bar, that is, I met Xia Zhenqing, a poor student at that time.

She heard from her grandmother that Xia Zhenqing had a plan. She knew that the rich children around her mother were pursuing her, so he didn't pursue her.

But whenever his mother came to the bar to sing, no matter how late, he would wait for her on the roadside, silently follow her behind, and watch her safely return home.

My mother is a sensitive person. After a long time, she is very moved by Xia Zhenqing's silent protection.

Finally, she gave up all her suitors and married Xia Zhenqing.

Who ever thought, this man is too good at disguise.

In this way, she cheated her mother's body and heart. After a small success in her career, she began the man's consistent bad nature, which hurt her mother's life.

Thinking of her mother's life, Xia Ling sighed in her heart, and a faint sadness climbed on her little face.

Looking at Xia Ling's side face outside the window, Fu Yunting's pressure was slightly restrained.

He knew that she was thinking about her mother.

This woman really has the ability to upset him.

The car moves on. The air pressure in the car is very low.

Fu Xichen wanted to enliven the atmosphere. It can be seen that the two people in the back seat ignored each other and looked out of the window. They just thought it was interesting.

Seeing that his eldest brother just blew his hair, he should not know. In fact, he is interested in this sister-in-law who has just known for a long time.

good deed!

The car soon arrived at Fu's villa.

As soon as the car stopped steadily, Fu Yunting opened the door with a cold face and strode towards the villa.

Xia Ling: "

He's not coming home?

Are you going to complain to her husband?