His cold brows instantly froze.
Standing outside the house does not mean entering, nor does not entering.
Caiyu, who was in the room, was still chattering: "My uncle looks like a human, how can he not do it?"
"It seems that the young lady was right to cancel the engagement earlier!"
"Why is Miss's life so miserable? She broke off the engagement and went round and round, but she still married him!"
"What should we do? The young lady is going to be a widow!"
She wiped the bookshelf hatefully, with astonishing strength, as if she was going to wipe the bookshelf until it was all bare.
Fu Ciyi decided not to go in.
He began to wonder, was it right or wrong to take Caiyu to a certain little girl?
Yan Funing held her forehead while Caiyu spoke like beans from a bamboo tube. She had no chance to interrupt.
After Caiyu finished speaking, she was finally able to say: "It's not what you think."
Only then did Caiyu stop wiping: "Miss, what is that?"
Yan Funing lowered her voice: "He and I are only a couple in name."
Caiyu exclaimed: "Fake couple?"
Yan Funing quickly covered her mouth: "It's not a fake couple, it's just in the name of a couple, without the essence of a couple."
Caiyu blinked, indicating that she would not shout loudly, and Yan Funing let her go.
"On our wedding night, he gave me a divorce letter, and he will automatically divorce after two years of marriage. Except for me and him, and Fu Nanyao also knows about this matter, no one else in the family knows about it. Now I will tell you this I’m telling you, I just hope you understand that when you live in this family from now on, you have to be measured in what you say and do.”
Caiyu nodded seriously: "My maid understands."
Yan Funing grabbed Caiyu's hand: "Stop calling yourself maidservant. From now on, just call me by my name."
"It's okay not to call me maid, but lady is just lady. You can't call me by name!"
"People's words are scary. We live in the country, so it's not suitable to call us Miss."
"Then when there are outsiders, I will call you Miss, just like the big guy. In private, I will still call you Miss."
"Alright." Yan Funing nodded, and out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of someone standing at the door.
This person is none other than her nominal husband Fu Ciyi! "You, you, how long have you been standing?"
She felt guilty for a while, and she didn't know if he heard what Caiyu said.
Fu Ciyi remained silent.
When he didn't speak, Yan Funing guessed that he heard everything, and her heart trembled immediately.
Just when Yan Funing was embarrassed and embarrassed, Caiyu pointed to the bookshelf and explained: "The young lady and I are cleaning my uncle's bookshelf, and we didn't say anything."
Suddenly remembering something, a flattering smile appeared on her face: "Uncle, I want to beat you the day after your wedding to the lady. Don't worry, I promise not to beat you in the future."
Yan Funing raised her eyes and looked at the roof. It was okay that Caiyu didn't say this. Once she said this, it was like deepening the relationship between her and someone.
He had no choice but to grit his teeth, move his lips slightly, and remind in a very soft voice: "Caiyu, he is very skilled, you are no match for him."
Caiyu whispered back: "How can a weak scholar get better?"
"He knows Qing Gong."
"what?"
Caiyu quickly turned around and wiped the bookshelf harder.
With quick movements, the two bookshelves were wiped clean in the blink of an eye, and then as if running away, he took the water out of the yard, poured it out, and hid in the kitchen.
Fu Ciyi then entered the west wing.
Yan Funing put her hands on the desk and jumped on one foot: "Don't be angry."
"What are you angry about?"
His voice was cold and filled with hidden anger.
She blurted out: "You are very good, you are very good."
The man frowned: "How do you know?"
"I..." Yan Funing choked, "I, I, I guessed."
He said nothing, and his whole body was filled with a sinister and vicious aura.
Yan Funing felt anxious and jumped over, wanting to explain , the injured foot touched the boxes piled on the immediately let out a cry of pain.
Fu Ciyi glanced at her, and finally stretched out his hand to help her sit down on the edge of the bed.
Then he closed the door, pulled up a chair, and sat across from her.
Yan Funing didn't know what he wanted to do: "Don't be angry. I will make a bag for you tonight and massage your shoulders and neck, okay?"
Men hate being questioned the most.
Unfortunately, he still has a sinister personality, and I don't know what bad things he is holding in his heart.
Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes, reached down with his hand, grabbed her calf, and took off her shoes and socks.
Yan Funing's heart was so frightened that she squeezed her calf with her cold hands.
What was even more frightening was that he actually lifted up her skirt and piled it on her knees, exposing her white legs.
She asked tremblingly: "Fu Ciyi, you, what do you want to do?"
Doesn't he want to prove that he is capable? Fu Ciyi carefully inspected the injuries on her legs and feet.
"Knowing that your legs and feet are injured and there are so many things on the ground, you still jump?"
The voice suddenly changed from cold and cold to cold, full of reproach.
The cool fingertips touched her calf skin and heel, and Yan Funing shrank her feet unnaturally: "It hurts."
But he didn't dare to really retract.
Just now, her villain's heart has reached the heart of a gentleman.
He was just helping her look at the injury out of kindness, not what she thought.
At this moment, Fu Ciyi pinched her ankle and squeezed it tightly: "So?"
What she hurt was her calf and heel. He just touched them lightly, and she cried out in pain.
At this moment, he was squeezing her uninjured ankle. For some reason, he felt an unknown fire in his heart and wanted to vent it out, so the force on his hand increased a lot.
"Take it easy."
Yan Funing's beautiful eyes suddenly became sparkling with water, and the ends of her eyes turned red, and she was about to cry at any moment.
The voice is even more delicate.
The whole person is surprisingly soft and can be bullied.
Fu Ciyi's eyes fell on the bed, and he turned to see her twinkling almond eyes. He was dazzled for a moment, and then his eyes became deep.
With his Adam's apple rolling, he helped her put on her shoes and socks, and put down the skirt piled on her legs.
Then he stood up, opened the door, and put the books in the box on the bookshelf one by one.
Yan Funing moved her hips and whispered, "Let me help you."
He refused coolly: "Books should be placed in different categories."
Yan Funing was annoyed that she was underestimated by him.
"Fu Ciyi, you think I don't know many words, right?"
The man pinched his eyebrows and said, "If your legs and feet are not good, just sit down."
Besides, weren’t all the words she knew taught by him?
Yan Funing pursed her lips: "Oh."
Fortunately, the books packed into the boxes followed a certain pattern. After a while, Fu Ciyi filled the two bookshelves.
There were four more empty boxes on the ground.
He was about to move when he was stopped by Yan Funing: "These four boxes are made of exquisite materials and can be locked. I plan to use them to store clothes and other things."
Mainly because her clothes and his clothes were originally in the same cage, so sometimes it would be awkward to take out the clothes.
For example, she folded her underwear and stuffed it into her underwear every time.
Now that there are four boxes, their clothes can be separated.
Fu Ciyi said quietly: "That's fine."
Yan Funing called Caiyu over and wiped the inside of the box with a clean cotton towel, and then wiped the outside of the box.