the autumn sun was bright, and last night's rain poured down on the city. the temperature rose, and a thin layer of white mist seemed to rise from the surface of the earth, which eased the dryness of the capital.
fu chen raised his hand and crushed the list of items that he had just drawn up and threw it into the trash can. fu qinyuan and jing xingyao had already developed to this stage, and it was necessary to go to the jing family to propose marriage. on top of that, fu sinian had to bring things that could not be repeated. it was a real headache.
at this time, with the sound of a car outside, shi fang knocked on the door of the small study.
"third master, you have a guest."
fu chen's heart skipped a beat. he had called fu sinian just now, wanting to talk to him and get some information, but he had been rejected. he said that he was with jing hanchuan. could it be that these two people ...
did they come to his house together?
