Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 1147 Mr. Sang, are you willing to cooperate?
Zhong You smiled over there, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Hey, this is the first love affair, no problem, I will discuss it with your father right away, don't worry, I will definitely come to the Imperial Capital to support you, but there are still some things that need to be dealt with here."

Sang Jiu's eyes were full of smiles, and she knew that her mother loved her most.

And Zhongyou's side is still in the afternoon, she is drinking afternoon tea with a group of ladies, everyone is wearing exquisite makeup, very brightly dressed, some people even have a small hat on their hair, it is a traditional European style clothing.

One of the ladies put down the coffee cup in her hand and asked Zhong You.

"Madam Zhong still hasn't found your sister?"

Zhongyou shook his head slowly, "No, it's been so many years, he probably passed away."

"It's such a pity. She was a genius in medicine back then. How could she disappear as soon as she said she disappeared? Moreover, she was supposed to marry into the Sang family at that time, but she ran away the night before."

Otherwise, the quota to marry Sanghai would not fall on Zhongyou's head.

Zhong You and this younger sister are twins. The younger sister has always been very talented in pharmaceutical research, and has already made a name for herself in the medical field at a young age.

Compared to this missing younger sister, Zhong You is slightly ordinary, she is like a woman specially cultivated by the Zhong family to marry into a wealthy family.

When these ladies mentioned that woman, their faces were both jealous and reminiscing.

There was a long queue of men chasing that woman back then, but they only wanted to do research.

Sang Hai had pursued her for several years before they were together, but they disappeared the night before they were going to get married. The guests who were going to attend the wedding banquet had already rushed over from all corners of the country. Neither the Sang family nor the Zhong family could afford to lose this person. So let Zhongyou, the elder sister, get married.

Everyone thought that Sanghai would make trouble, but the two of them lived a peaceful life after marriage, and even gave birth to two sons and a daughter.

After that, the Zhong family has been going downhill, and now there is no such family. If Zhong You hadn't married the Sang family, no one would have thought that she was the Zhong family.

Zhongyou didn't like that group of ladies talking about her sister every time, so he left quickly.

After returning to Sang's house, she waited for Sang Hai to come back.

Song Hai didn't finish his day's work until ten o'clock in the evening.

Zhong You hurried over and took the clothes in his hand.

"Honey, did Xiaojiu call you? She wants to marry Fu Yancheng, shall we discuss this marriage with the Fu family?"

Although Song Hai is in his fifties, he still has a good temperament. When he sat down, his back was very straight.

Back then, with his appearance, he was also a very popular top skin in the circle of noble ladies in North America.

No matter when Zhongyou looked at him, he felt satisfied and shy.

Sang Hai's aura was very strong, he put the document on his knee, and when he heard this, his fingertips paused slightly.

"You want to go to the imperial capital?"

"Well, Xiaojiu cried a lot on the phone, since she wants to marry Fu Yancheng, then let her."

Something flickered across Song Hai's eyes, and then he nodded, "Then let's go."

But as soon as this sentence was finished, Zhong You's phone rang, and it was Sang Ting'an calling.

"Mom, Xiaojiu told you about marrying the Fu family?"

"Say it, I plan to come over and have a chat with Fu Yancheng in person."

Sang Ting'an was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Mom, you are looking for the little sister, right?"

"of course."

"I will help Xiaojiu here. Fu Yancheng has an older brother. His older brother contacted me just now. I will cooperate with his older brother. Come here later. I'm worried that Fu Yancheng will deal with you because of my attack, the imperial capital. After all, it's his place."

Zhongyou's brows tightened immediately, "Don't be too nonsense."

Sang Ting'an didn't speak anymore, so she could only sigh.

"You have your own ideas, do as you say."

After Sang Ting'an hung up the phone, she looked at the man sitting in front of her.

The man held a glass of wine in his hand and shook it lightly. When he raised his eyes, the fierceness of his eyebrows seemed to overflow, but it became very gentle again in an instant.

"How about it, Mr. Sang, are you willing to cooperate?"

He Zhou leaned back with a relaxed expression on his face.

He held a cigarette between his fingertips, looking a bit unruly, and Fu Xingzhou never smoked.

(End of this chapter)