After being dressed as the original match of cannon fodder, she was spoiled by a powerful minister

Chapter 15 Thinking about the possibility of reconciliation

Different from yesterday's embarrassment, after cleaning up, Su Wan has a clean melon-seeded face, which is especially beautiful.

But because of the injury, her complexion was slightly pale, giving off a delicate feeling.

It is hard to imagine that just yesterday, she killed four gangsters...

Seeing his gaze on her, Su Wan was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, got up and saluted him, "I have seen my husband before."

Fu Jingchen was startled for a while, then collected his thoughts, "Ma'am, you don't have to be polite."

Hearing this, Su Wan straightened up.

Fu Zhenzhen was stunned watching from the sidelines.

Su Wan coughed lightly, and said with a troubled expression on purpose: "Husband, you know what kind of person I am. I'm used to being comfortable in the countryside. Do you think this ceremony can be avoided in the future?"

Fu Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

It seems that Su Yaya is still Su Yaya, just pretending.

She just said, when did Su Yaya become so polite.

But she felt more and more in her heart that Su Yaya's sudden change was because of her brother.

Thinking of this, she felt complicated.

If what happened yesterday hadn't happened, she would have always hated Su Yaya.

Because of her style, she is really snobbish.

In the past when their family was poor, Su Yaya disliked and hated them, but now that her brother is promising, she changed her attitude, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable.

But yesterday Su Yaya saved her and mother, so she couldn't hate her anymore.

After all, yesterday's situation was so dangerous, but Su Yaya was able to disregard her own safety...

Thinking of this, Fu Zhenzhen couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

"Yeah." Fu Jingchen nodded, paused, and added, "But only at home."

Su Wan hurriedly said: "I know, what to do outside or what to do..."

Fu Jingchen didn't say anything else, but turned around and ordered his servants to prepare meals.

Su Wan sighed secretly, feeling very headache.

She is not the original owner, she doesn't want to be Mrs. Fu.

She secretly thought about the possibility of reconciliation.

Because of something on her mind, Su Wan ate this meal like chewing wax.

After dinner, Su Wan wanted to go back to her courtyard as soon as possible, because she was worried that if she stayed with Fu Jingchen for a while longer, she would have nowhere to hide and would be seen through by him.

However, just as she was about to get up, the man sitting next to her suddenly looked sideways at her, "I forgot to ask you just now, is the injury better?"

Su Wan glanced at him in surprise, "It's much better already, Mr. Lau is worried about it."

"Where did you get hurt?" Wang and Fu Zhenzhen asked in unison.

Su Wan was startled, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little scratch..."

When Fu Jingchen heard this, he couldn't help but glanced at her.

Last night in the forest, the pain was so painful that she almost shed tears, did she forget?
Thinking of yesterday's dangerous situation, Wang naturally didn't believe that Su Wan had only scratched a little.

She blamed herself and felt guilty in her heart, and she didn't even know that she was injured.

"You're injured, don't suffer it yourself, and besides, you had a fever the day before yesterday, so you can't delay your body..." Wang said anxiously, and then told her son, "Ah Chen, get someone to hire a doctor." Come and show Yaya."

Seeing this, Su Wan quickly stopped, "Mother, no need, I'm really fine..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Zhenzhen, who was sitting on the other side of her, hesitated, put her hand on her left shoulder, patted it, and asked in a somewhat awkward tone: "But you really don't look good, are you really okay?"

Su Wan held back, but couldn't hold back, and suddenly screamed.

"what--"

Fu Zhenzhen froze in fright, "You, what's your name?"

Mrs. Wang was also frightened, and asked repeatedly: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)