The next day, when Song Fengwan woke up, she felt a headache.
After taking a shower in the bathroom and changing her clothes, she felt a little refreshed.
The maid knocked on the door and urged, "Miss, Master wants you to go down quickly."
"Yeah."
Song Fengwan replied calmly and pushed the door open.
She looked into the living room as she went downstairs.
Her father, Song Jingren, her half-sister, Jiang Fengya, and her ex-fiancé, Fu Yuxiu, were all sitting on the sofa.
She stopped in her tracks and slowly walked over.
When she walked to the sofa and sat down, Jiang Fengya and Fu Yuxiu subconsciously separated their hands.
Song Fengwan looked at the two people in front of her impolitely.
Suddenly, she felt like a vicious supporting actress in those television dramas who had evil intentions and wanted to ruin someone's marriage.
Tsk.
However, these two people wanted to use her as a supporting role. Were they worthy?
"Brother Fu is really fast at finding a girlfriend. You broke up with me the day before yesterday, and your new lover is in your arms today." Song Fengwan sneered.
Both of their expressions immediately turned ugly.
"Fengwan." Song Jingren frowned with a sullen expression.
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Song Fengwan raised her eyebrows.
"Fengwan, actually, I…" Fu Yuxiu tried to explain to her.
"I know what you want to say." Song Fengwan's tone was disdainful. "Are you trying to say that the two of you are really in love? You didn't mean to hurt me?"
"Sister, actually, Senior and I are not what you think. We…" Jiang Fengya bit her lip, seeming inexplicably pitiful.
"Who's your sister!?" This word directly pierced her nerves. Song Fengwan suddenly threw the cup.
"I only know that you're aggrieved to be a mistress when we're still engaged?"
"I've been cuckolded. I haven't even said anything yet!"
Tea splashed everywhere, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Fengwan!" Song Jingren sighed.
Song Fengwan stood up and glanced at Jiang Fengya disdainfully. "Anyway, it's a man I used and is now my leftovers. If you like it, you can take it!"
The expressions of the two people opposite her changed.
"Song Fengwan, you…" Song Jingren's face turned pale with anger.
Song Fengwan smashed the cup, got up, and walked out.
"Where are you going? It's raining outside!" Song Jingren knew that this matter had wronged Song Fengwan, but there was nothing he could do.
Song Fengwan grabbed a flower umbrella from the porch and planned to go out.
The air outside was humid and hot, mixed with rainwater, making one feel uncomfortable.
A black car rolled over the rain, splashing mud and leaves on the ground, and stopped steadily in front of the mansion.
Song Fengwan narrowed her eyes and sized up the black car parked at the door.
It didn't seem to be a local license plate.
The car door opened and a cold wind blew. A man in black walked out from the passenger seat and stood beside the car with a black umbrella.
The person in the car did not come out. He only lowered the window.
From Song Fengwan's angle, she could only vaguely see half of his side profile.
The man was dressed in black. His lips were thin and slightly curled. He was very sexy. He had low eyebrows and lowered his eyes.
He gestured for the person beside the car to lean over and said a few words.
In his hand hung a string of polished prayer beads with thin brown tassels.
Perhaps noticing Song Fengwan, the person turned his head slightly.
Through the rain, his facial features could not be seen clearly, but there was a dark and distinguished aura him, yet he was playing with prayer beads.
However, his eyes were extremely cold.
Song Fengwan hurriedly retracted her gaze.
She missed the faint curve of the man's lips. Wasn't this the little girl who had threatened to woo him at the bar last night?
At this moment, the security guard at the entrance of the Song family ran over in the water and shouted, "Old Master, the Third Master of the Fu family is here!"
Song Fengwan was stunned for a moment. That was the Third Master of the Fu family? The Third Uncle Fu Yuxiu was most afraid of?
'He believes in Buddhism? He must be a kind-hearted person.'
When Fu Yuxiu heard that the Third Master of the Fu family was here, his pupils constricted and his face turned pale.
Even when the hot tea splashed on the back of his hand, he did not feel it at all.
Song Jingren subconsciously glanced at Fu Yuxiu. "Yuxiu, why didn't you say earlier that Third Master would come?"
"I didn't know he would come." Fu Yuxiu's eyes were dazed as fear surged in his heart.
"You don't know?" Song Jingren's voice suddenly rose.
"Senior." Jiang Fengya took out a tissue from her bag and lowered her head to wipe the tea on the back of his hand. "You're too careless. Who exactly is here?" Who could make him lose his composure like this?
She knew very well that it would be difficult for her to enter the Song family with her status, but if she got close to the Fu family, Song Jingren couldn't afford to offend them.
She originally wanted to use this opportunity to stay in the Song family. With Fu Yuxiu around, everything would work twice as well.
Who was this person who suddenly appeared?
In Yun City, Fu Yuxiu was the crown prince at the top of the pyramid. But now…
He was actually so frightened just by hearing that that person had come?
Song Fengwan didn't know why Third Master Fu had come, but when she saw him so frightened at this moment, she felt inexplicably happy.
She hooked the umbrella handle and chuckled. "Haven't you heard of the Third Master of the Fu family?"