Zongwu: Wang Yuyan refuses marriage and forces Li Qingluo to marry

Murong Fu's eyes were full of surprise, and he thought he had heard it wrong.

But he is a top-notch master in the martial arts world, how could he make such a low-level mistake as “mishearing”?

"What's wrong with my cousin? Why doesn't she listen to me?

She used to obey me in everything, why is she like a different person today?"

Just when Murong Fu was full of doubts, Wei Wu smiled and said, "Okay, then we will go home together as father and daughter."

When Wang Yuyan heard the word "go home", a warm feeling surged in her heart. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a sweet smile. She took light steps and walked to Wei Wu's side.

Unconsciously, Wang Yuyan's acceptance of Wei Wu happened quietly like spring rain moistening the earth, and the feeling of dependence on him took root and sprouted in her heart like a seed.

If not, why does calling him “father” seem so natural?

Wei Wuzhen was like a father. He raised his hand and patted Wang Yuyan's head affectionately.

Wang Yuyan had a shy look on her face. Not only did she not show any resistance or disgust, but she seemed to be enjoying it.

Although they are not biological father and daughter, their interaction at this moment reveals a touch of warmth of fatherly love and filial piety.

Murong Fu witnessed all this and felt as if struck by lightning.

He looked at Wang Yuyan's smile to Wei Wu in disbelief, and could not accept her intimate behavior towards Wei Wu.

"impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

My cousin actually smiled in front of other men besides him! ?

And how could she allow another man to touch her body?"

Even though this man was Wang Yuyan's stepfather, Murong Fu could not accept it.

In his heart, he has subconsciously regarded Wang Yuyan as his own. For the sake of benefits, he can send Wang Yuyan away without hesitation, but he will never allow Wang Yuyan to change her heart and leave him.

How could she let the cooked duck fly away?

However, the truth is so cruel. Wang Yuyan is no longer the cousin who only smiles at him and obeys his orders.

She already has a new support, and that person is Wei Wu.

"Fuer, let's go."

Wei Wu said something to Murong Fu, patted Wang Yuyan on the shoulder, and walked towards the gate of Chanhe Manor.

Wang Yuyan didn't even look at Murong Fu, and followed Wei Wu towards the gate of Chanhe Manor.

That beautiful figure seemed a little strange in Murong Fu's eyes.

When Wang Yuyan left in the past, she was always reluctant and reluctant to leave, but this time she did not hesitate at all.

Wang Yuyan originally came to see Murong Fu because she wanted to strengthen her determination to marry no one else but him.

But after meeting Murong Fu, not only did she not strengthen her resolve, but she felt that Murong Fu was not as good as she had imagined.

Wang Yuyan's mood at this moment was like the sun appearing after the clouds had cleared, or like a gorgeous rainbow appearing in the sky after a storm.

Only now did she realize how beautiful and colorful the world is!

Murong Fu is not the only man in the world. There are many who are stronger and better than him.

At least compared to his father, it might be an exaggeration to say that he is as different as heaven and earth, but the gap between the two is obvious.

It's a pity that I was young and ignorant and missed a God-given marriage.

Since you can't be a wife, then be a good daughter.

After confirming her feelings, an indescribable joy and hope quietly blended into Wang Yuyan's always cold and aloof temperament.

Others didn’t know what happened to Wang Yuyan, but they just felt that she was suddenly different.

What exactly is different?

Others don’t know, and she herself may not be able to explain it clearly.

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Chapter 22: With a husband like this, what else could a woman ask for?

Murong Fu naturally felt the changes in Wang Yuyan clearly.

Although his heart was in turmoil, he tried his best to remain calm on the surface and forced a smile, but the smile seemed a little stiff. He walked Wei Wu and Wang Yuyan to the gate of Chanhe Manor.

Wei Wu nodded to Murong Fu, then hurried away towards the Yanziwu pier with Wang Yuyan.

When Wei Wu and Wang Yuyan disappeared from sight, Murong Fu's smile disappeared instantly, replaced by a flash of cold light in his eyes.

He suddenly slapped the white marble lion beside him, as if to vent all his anger.

When he took his hand away, a deep palm print suddenly appeared on the hard white marble lion.

"Wei Wu, are you worthy of being my uncle? I am the bloodline of the Great Yan royal family, the legitimate heir. How can you be compared with me? When I recover the Great Yan, I will cut you into pieces and grind your bones to dust!"

Murong Fu looked at the direction where Wei Wu and Wang Yuyan disappeared, his fists clenched tightly, and he was unaware of his nails digging deep into his flesh.

The four generals, Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, Feng Bo'e and Bao Bu Tong, remained silent for fear of saying something wrong and making their master unhappy again.

The four major families will be living with Murong Fu day and night for more than twenty years. Naturally, they know exactly why Murong Fu is angry.

It was not only because he was compromising and being servile to Wei Wu, but also because of Wang Yuyan's sudden change of attitude.

So now they all know that the more they speak, the more mistakes they make, the less they speak, the fewer mistakes they make, and not speaking is not a bad thing.

"Humph!"

Murong Fu snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked into Chanhe Manor.

The four generals looked at each other and followed him into Chanhe Manor.

After Murong Fu and the other four entered Chanhe Manor, the heavy vermilion lacquered door slowly closed.

As their figures disappeared into the depths of the manor, the heavy vermilion lacquered door slowly closed with a heavy sound.

The door knocker on the door swayed gently in the wind, making a "ding-dong" sound, as if adding a touch of desolation to the depressing atmosphere in the manor.

……

When they arrived at Yanziwu Wharf, Wang Yuyan took Wei Wu's arm and boarded the ship.

If you ignore their ages and only look at how intimate they are, they really are a model father and daughter.

After the two boarded the boat, they came to the bow and looked into the distance in the direction of Mantuo Villa.

The boatmen on the ship became busy, spreading the sails and rowing the oars. The ship cleared the water and moved slowly towards the island where Mantuo Villa was located.

Wang Yuyan stood beside Wei Wu, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration and dependence.

Following Wei Wu today, she had a new understanding of Murong Fu, as if she had been desensitized, but for some reason she developed a sense of dependence on Wei Wu in her heart.

Wei Wu looked straight ahead with his hands behind his back, as if he had merged into one with the vast Taihu Lake, giving people a sense of detachment, as if he was not happy with anything, nor sad with himself.

The lake breeze, mixed with a fresh scent, makes people feel relaxed and happy, and refreshed physically and mentally, and can't help but have endless longing for the future.

The shackles in Wang Yuyan's heart were unlocked, and she spoke leisurely and softly, "Father, I was ignorant before, I hope you won't hold it against me."

Wei Wu smiled and said, "Let the past be the past. No matter what happened in the past, we are still a family."

"Correct!"

Wang Yuyan nodded heavily and said happily: "We are a family!"

Wei Wu didn't expect that the trip to Yanziwu would allow him and Wang Yuyan to resolve their past grudges, which was an unexpected gain.

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Mantu Villa.

Li Qingluo slowly woke up from a sweet dream, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her beautiful eyes revealed a hint of laziness and satisfaction.

However, as she gradually regained consciousness, she felt weak and sore all over, her mouth was dry, and it seemed as if even her throat was smoking.

The thing I want most now is to drink water.

"Wei Lang, Wei Lang..."

She called softly a few times, but no one responded in the room.

"Where did this bad guy go?"

After making sure Wei Wu was not in the room, Li Qingluo pouted her lips, revealing a resentful look of a little girl.

In just a few days, Li Qingluo has transformed from a strong woman who never shows her emotions into a little woman who needs to be pampered all the time.

Maybe she needed pampering from the beginning to the end, but she just didn't have a shoulder to lean on.

So she put on a thick layer of disguise, but now that she had Wei Wu, she naturally took off her disguise.

She is always herself, the only difference is whether she has someone to rely on and someone to protect her.

"Li Qingluo! Li Qingluo! You are such a loser!

Even though I was bullied so badly by that big bad guy, I still couldn't bear to be separated from him for a moment!

You are hopeless!"

Li Qingluo talked to herself naturally, her tone full of contempt, but her pretty face was filled with a happy and sweet smile.

She was about to get out of bed and drink some water, when at this moment, there were two creaking sounds, and the door was pushed open and then closed again.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Li Qingluo's beautiful eyes instantly curved into crescents, and her brilliant smile even filled the entire inner room with a sweet and happy scent.

Wei Wu walked into the inner room from the outer hall and saw Li Qingluo half leaning on the head of the bed. He suddenly quickened his pace, poured a glass of water, walked to the bedside, and brought the cup to Li Qingluo's mouth.

Li Qingluo twisted her body and said coquettishly, "Wei Lang, feed me."

From beginning to end, she never asked why Wei Wu didn't help her recover her strength.

She knew that Wei Wu must have his reasons for doing anything.

If Wei Wu wants to tell her, he will tell her actively. If he doesn't want to tell her, he won't tell her even if she asks.

As long as it was Wei Wu's request, she would do her best to do it no matter why.

Wei Wu complained, "Why don't you take a good rest? If you are thirsty, just ask the maid to pour you some water!"

Although it was a complaining tone, it contained full of pity and love.

Li Qingluo said weakly: "I'm just shy."

"Uh……"

Wei Wu took a look at the interior environment and blamed himself: "I didn't think it through. I should have cleaned up before leaving."

Li Qingluo said obediently: "Wei Lang is a great hero, a great man, how can he do such work?"

Wei Wu gently scratched Li Qingluo's nose and said softly, "In front of Luo, I am not a hero, nor a great man, but just a man you can rely on.

How can we sweep the world without sweeping a house?

If a man can't even take care of the woman he loves, how can he be a hero or a great man? "

When Li Qingluo heard this, she felt like her heart was melting and she snuggled sweetly in Wei Wu's arms.

The ancients said: If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening.

Li Qingluo was a woman and might not have such a high level of enlightenment, but after hearing what Wei Wu said, she would have no regrets even if she died at this moment.

She felt that her life was complete, and a sentence popped into her mind.

If you have a husband like this, what else can a woman ask for?

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Chapter 23: Using the Beacon Tower as a Lighter

After Li Qingluo finished drinking a glass of water, Wei Wu was very considerate and stood up to pour another glass.

He was quite sure that one glass of water was not enough.

He knew best how much sweat Li Qingluo had shed.

Li Qingluo drank three cups of water in a row. Before she could speak, Wei Wu threw the cup back onto the round table.