vrcanaries Chapter 189 Fu Chacha: You're so good, I'm not worthy of you.
Chapter 189 Fu Chacha: You're so good, I'm not worthy of you.
As soon as they left, Qi Yuan, who had been quietly collapsing to himself since entering the house, silently stepped forward, looking at the two of them with a mixture of indescribable emotions and shock.
"Uncle, is this the aunt you were talking about?"
Fu Zhirang glanced at him as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
if not?
Qi Yuan was stunned, Qi Yuan was furious. Before he could even voice his doubts, Sang Ling pointed a finger at him.
"Oh, right, I ran into him today."
"Really? What is he doing?" Fu Zhirang asked casually.
“He’s stealing…” Sang Ling was interrupted by Qi Yuan halfway through her sentence.
"Auntie, from now on you are my only auntie." Qi Yuan gave Sang Ling a frantic look.
It's so spicy, stop talking, don't I have any pride?
The phrase "the only aunt of her husband's family" successfully made Sang Ling swallow the words that were about to come out. She raised her chin with great joy and said in a proud and soft tone, "It's good that you know."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhirang raised an eyebrow, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.
Sang Ling turned her head and saw him, and said in a serious tone, "Don't worry, Jiao Jiao, you are also my only Jiao Jiao."
With a slight tremor in his chest, Fu Zhirang let out a pleasant laugh, hugged the little girl, gently rubbed her head against hers, and responded softly, "Yes, yours."
"Ah~ Miss and son-in-law have such a good relationship, they're a match made in heaven, don't you think? My friend, sir." Uncle Zhang's praise came out of nowhere, and he even leaned close to Xiangcai's ear and gave a wicked smile at the end.
Cilantro, sitting upright on the sofa, glanced at him sideways, her voice calm yet firm, "No."
"What?" Uncle Zhang stared wide-eyed at the denying cilantro in disbelief.
Cilantro stared unblinkingly at the two people opposite her, her expression unreadable. After a few seconds, she spoke in a cold voice, "No one is good enough for her."
After speaking, Xiangcai's gaze fixed on Fu Zhirang, her eyes deep and dark.
Fu Zhirang also turned his gaze over.
I thought he would get angry and argue back, or say something, but to my surprise, he just glanced at the other person twice and then turned back to look at the little girl in his arms.
"I know that Youyou is very outstanding, and I am not good enough for her."
When Sang Ling looked up at him, he gently stroked her face and said to her with a smile in his eyes.
"Meeting you is a blessing in itself, but I am not satisfied and even dare to dream of growing old with you."
"As expected, I was too greedy."
"Go on," she said, forcing a reluctant and sorrowful smile.
The beautiful woman's sorrowful, bitter smile struck Sang Ling's heart, and she immediately retorted.
"I'm not greedy. You just want to grow old together with me. I even want to secretly hide you away."
Once you open your mouth, everything comes out.
Sang Ling only realized what was happening after she finished speaking.
Oh no, we've been exposed.
Qi Yuan looked at the woman who kept saying she wanted to hide his uncle with a shocked expression.
Is this how you guys usually play?
Fu Zhirang was taken aback for a moment. Seeing the girl's slightly guilty expression, he was in a good mood, but he still tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up.
He frowned, gave a strong smile, but his words were laced with a hint of sarcasm.
"Youyou is always so good to me, so even though I know I'm not good enough for you, I'm not willing to let go. No matter what others say, it doesn't matter to me."
"Don't say things like that again. We're a perfect match," Sang Ling retorted, dissatisfied.
After saying that, Fu Jiaojiao looked at Xiangcai across from her, her lips pursed in a serious expression, "Xiangcai, you shouldn't say anything more, Jiaojiao will overthink it."
It wasn't easy for her to marry Jiaojiao.
What if he gets into a mess and sneaks away like a little cabbage?
She has to chase after it all over the world, just like the Crispy Shark.
He chased after his wife, only to end up in a crematorium; she chased after her husband, only to end up in a crematorium. Just thinking about it is terrifying.
A hint of confusion appeared on Cilantro's face as she was first exposed to the aroma of tea, and she turned to look at Fu Zhirang.
She noticed the corners of his mouth secretly turning up, and her brows furrowed slightly.
For some reason, he had a feeling that he had been tricked.
Sang Ling pulled the "inferiority complex" Fu Jiaojiao back to her room, intending to give him a good brainwashing and make him believe that the two of them were a perfect match.
After the two left, Uncle Zhang looked pleased and sneakily drifted back behind Xiangcai, secretly wanting to say a few more sarcastic words as a warning, when suddenly he felt a chill down his spine.
Looking back, I saw Wang Ma's deathly smile.
For some reason, he had a feeling that he was going to die.
In the evening, Sang's father and Sang Ce and his wife returned one after another, and everyone had dinner together. At the table, Sang's mother was particularly enthusiastic about the coriander.
While secretly harboring jealousy, the neglected father was trying to get his young wife's attention.
He couldn't wait to coax her back to her room to be alone with him right after they finished eating.
Unexpectedly, Fu Zhirang stopped him halfway.
Sang's father looked impatient, but still let him go to the study with him. After the door was closed, no one knew what the two talked about inside.
They didn't come out until more than ten minutes later.
Fu Zhirang went to Sang Ling's room to find her. As soon as he knocked on the door, Sang Ce appeared like a ghost.
"Isn't it inappropriate for a grown man like you to enter a girl's bedroom in the middle of the night?" Sang Ce stared at Fu Zhirang intently, keeping a close watch on him.
You little brat, don't even think about stepping into my sister's bedroom before you get married.
Fu Zhirang, who was stopped, just smiled faintly and was not angry. On the contrary, Sang Ling, who was behind the door, glared at him angrily.
"Baby," Fu Zhirang called softly with a smile.
Sang Ling, pouting, turned around and met eyes brimming with spring-like joy, responding softly, "Ugh~"
"Then I'll be going now." Fu Zhirang looked at her with gentle eyes.
Sang Ling pouted, looking at him reluctantly, her voice sounding unwilling, "Mmm."
"Baby, go to sleep early." Staring at his future brother-in-law's murderous gaze, Fu Zhirang leaned down and placed a sincere and pure kiss on the little girl's forehead, gently coaxing her, "Goodnight, see you tomorrow."
Fu Zhirang called Qi Yuan and they left the Sang family together.
Sang Ce was so angry that he ground his teeth and would sit up and yell in the middle of the night while he was asleep, watching helplessly as his precious little sister was taken advantage of.
"He deserves to die."