The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 130 Do You Like Me?

The dynamic music came to the ears, and the violent notes were destined to make the environment here not peaceful.

However, it seemed that with these two motionless and silent people here, the surrounding environment became a lot more serious in an instant.

"What's up with you recently?" Feng Zhiting asked suddenly.

Fu Xiuyao replied mechanically: "No."

His eyes lit up, and he muttered: "Come back."

Fu Xiuyao bluntly refused: "No."

"Then I'll find you."

"No."

"why?"

Fu Xiuyao turned his head slightly, looked at his perfectly smooth profile, and said lightly, "I live with my family."

Feng Zhiting nodded, expressing his understanding, "Okay, I'll go directly to your father."

Fu Xiuyao: ...

"No." She replied grimly.

"Row."

Fu Xiuyao narrowed his eyes slightly, Feng Zhiting was so easy to talk.

"What do you want to do?" She didn't avoid anything, and directly asked Feng Zhiting's real plan.

His indifferent face showed a gentleness that didn't match his temperament, "Marry you."

Fu Xiuyao: ...

Her face was very flat, "Do you like me?"

This time Feng Zhiting was silent.

She took advantage of this to stand up, straightened her shawl, and said to Feng Zhiting: "Then think about it carefully, and come to me after you think it through."

Fu Xiuyao's thoughts have always been calm and clear. Although her body will have an uncontrollable reaction when facing Feng Zhiting, her brain can still maintain rationality.

She didn't think Feng Zhiting liked her, she couldn't tell the reason, it was just her intuition.

As for Feng Zhiting, she didn't have any other thoughts, she could be a friend, but she didn't need anything else.

She doesn't want to be an enemy of the Feng family, it is a very stupid thing to do against the Feng family, and there is no gain.

Feng Zhiting sat in the same place and fell into deep thought. His face was gloomy, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a few degrees because of him.

Does he like her?
The question circled in his mind.

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Fu Xiuyao walked to a crowded place and saw some people she didn't know chatting. She walked around, trying to meet a few random people.

Fortunately, this matter was resolved quickly, and many people approached her to strike up a conversation, and she also patiently talked to them.

It didn't take long for her to meet seven people successfully, four men and three women. It felt pretty good, at least the words of these people did not arouse her disgust like the yellow hair.

As she approached the dance floor, she caught a glimpse of familiar figures.

One of the girls in a red dress is particularly eye-catching.

It was Yan Xirong, her little angel Xirong.

"Xiuyao." Yan Xirong also saw Fu Xiuyao coming, and walked towards her with a smile.

Yan Xirong's long black hair was draped behind her, and there were two shining hairpins beside her ears, which were pinched to reveal her palm-sized face.

She was already pretty, and today she was wearing a custom-made high-end red long dress with blooming roses on the skirt and roses on the neckline. The well-cut long dress set off her slender body and delicate skin.

Fu Xiuyao thinks that Yan Xirong is very suitable for red. Yan Xirong wears this skirt, which is gorgeous but not vulgar, charming but not coquettish.

She looked at the man beside Yan Xirong just now, it was Ruan Yu.

Unexpectedly, the two of them would match up without her. It seems that Ruan Yu was quite quick in his actions.

"Yan Xirong, you're really here." A familiar but unpleasant voice sounded suddenly, and a woman in a long purple dress came angrily, looking at Yan Xirong with displeasure in her eyes .

"Yan Yixuan, why are you talking so rudely to your sister?" Ruan Yu's handsome face was slightly displeased, and he couldn't hide his disgust when he looked at Yan Yixuan.

(End of this chapter)