Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu cast his eyes slantingly: "Of course this young man has something to say... Do you like Miss Zuo, is this young man instigated? Do you want to marry her as a daughter-in-law, is this young man instigated too? You..."

"Shut up for me!" Zuo Furong yelled and violently, her eyebrows were erect, and it seemed that Ling Luoyu's heart was torn apart.

She still couldn't figure out the relationship between herself and Feng Chenglin, and Ling Luoyu was even afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

A girl in a yellow skirt quickly got up, "Furong! Let's keep your voice down! The auction is about to begin, and the outside is full of people. If it spreads out, it won't be clear..."

Her name is Hao Qingyou, and she is Zuo Furong's best friend.

Ling Luoyu looked like a sluggish man: "Miss Hao, what's not clear about this? Fatty Feng likes Miss Zuo, just wants to tell her..."

Zuo Furong couldn't bear it, drew out the long sword in the hand of the maid, and stabbed Ling Luoyu: "Shut up!"

Before Ling Luoyu could do anything, Fatty Feng had already flashed in front of her.

"Furong... don't be foolish, the three young masters are not malicious..."

Zuo Furong was even more mad: "What is Furong? Is this lady familiar with you?"

Feng Chenglin waved his hand quickly: "No...I mean, the third master just wants to match us..."

"I'm pooh! Fatty, you don't look at your own virtues, but you still want to... It's a toad who wants to eat swan meat..."

Feng Chenglin twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling speechless with inferiority, he could only poke Ling Luoyu behind him with his elbow.

"Three young masters, you are saying something..."

When he turned his head to look around, he found that Ling Luoyu was looking at him with enchanting eyes.

The bottom of his heart was hairy, and he smirked: "San Shao, why are you looking at me like this?"

"Fatty, I found that you really love Ben Shao...otherwise, when Miss Zuo is facing the sword, why do you have to block Ben Shao's sword..."

Feng Chenglin was able to squeeze out bitter gourd juice with a bitter face: "San Shao, it's now time, you still have the mind to make a joke..."

Zuo Furong stomped angrily: "Are you two sick enough here? Fatty, this lady will officially tell you today, even if all the men in the world die, I won't marry you..."

"Furong..." Hao Qingyou tugged her sleeve tightly: "What are you saying..."

Seeing Feng Chenglin's embarrassment, she kindly rounded up the field.

"Everyone grew up together. See you when you look up and lower your head. It's better to leave a little room for words..."

Zuo Furong pointed to Feng Chenglin's nose with angrily: "Qingyou, I will leave room for him? Then why doesn't he leave room for me? His grandfather first asked the matchmaker to propose marriage at my house, but after being rejected by my father, he actually said in the public. It's my fiancé...My innocent girlfriend's name just ruined him...Who shall I talk to to reason?!"

Hao Qingyou glanced at Feng Chenglin embarrassedly, and her eyebrows frowned: "Young Master Feng, you said that you are really...you are making such a fuss. I am afraid that the entire capital city will know your relationship...you How will Furong behave in the future..."

"That's right!" Zuo Furong felt that she was even more wronged: "Qingyou, tell me... I... how could I marry this toad..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes sank, and he sneered: "Zuo Furong, are you a bit too narcissistic?! Fatty Feng is a good toad, but you are not necessarily the white swan..."