Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 1177 [Huarong Chapter] You guys make a couple

"What is Feng Jianchou? His name is Feng Zhuying, and he is Feng Zhuying who is engaged to me. What do you know, you little girl? You are just a vixen who comes in and steals people's love!"

"What did you say? How dare you call me a vixen, why is there a marriage contract, you are wishful thinking, Feng Jianchou never promised you, he is not called Feng Zhuying now, he is my Feng Jianchou!"

Hua Rong was so angry that she took out the whip without thinking.

Seeing her movements, Feng Jianchou hurriedly pulled her back, "Rongrong, don't be impulsive!"

Ye Wuxin just wanted to provoke her, he knew Ye Wuxin's martial arts, Huarong couldn't be her opponent, such a head-on encounter would only hurt her.

"Why, you are not willing to part with the woman you have a marriage contract with!"

Huarong was also, understandably, jealous and angry.

In this life, no one dared to call her a vixen. When she liked the young master, she never thought of competing with Qian Xia.

Now this woman, why talk about her like this!

Feng Jianchou was speechless, but just stretched out his hand to grab her, "Ye Wuxin, the one who has a marriage contract with you should be the head of the sect, it seems that the two of you can talk quite well, so you have said all the things by yourself. Forget it, why don't you make a couple."

His sarcastic words contained some unruly meaning.

Huarong was stunned for a moment, and laughed a little. She raised her head and purposely looked at the sect master and Tang master, and said, "That's right, sect master and Tang master, both of you are masters, how worthy you are."

"Smelly girl, shut up!" Ye Wuxin yelled angrily, and turned to look at Feng Jianchou.

"How dare you talk nonsense, I, Ye Wuxin, have been waiting for you for five years, do you think I will let you go this time? Come on!"

As soon as she waved her hand, a group of men in black poured out from all directions in the hall, and surrounded the two of them.

On the other hand, looking at the rumors of the sect master, he was still sitting.

There was no rebuttal to Feng Jianshou's nonsense just now.

Huarong approached Feng Jianchou and whispered: "Do you feel that there is something wrong with the sect master?"

Like a puppet.

Feng Jianchou frowned and glanced up, then said indifferently, "It has nothing to do with me."

He didn't want to bother with that person's affairs.

(End of this chapter)