Chapter 132 Not a Human (Part 2)
My cousin who came back from Haicheng was more open-minded.
After Fu Jiayan finished talking to his cousin, he also noticed the person next to him holding hands, "Brother, is this my sister-in-law?"
"Um."
"My sister-in-law is prettier than they say."
Fu Jiayan speaks carelessly and frankly, as if she has no ulterior motives.
Although she had never met her cousin's wife, her name was already well-known in their circle.
Fu Jiayan also felt a little uncomfortable at first, and felt that her cousin was being taken advantage of! Isn't this just a pure injustice to herself?
Later I thought about it seriously.
Her brother is not a good-for-nothing, so how can he let a woman do whatever she wants to him?
So Fu Jiayan has no prejudice when looking at his sister-in-law now.
What’s more, my sister-in-law is a natural beauty, and she is easy on the eyes.
Fu Jiayan has liked good-looking people since she was a child. She used to cling to her cousin Fu Cheng when she was a child, and now she is also very enthusiastic towards her sister-in-law.
She grabbed Song Shengsheng's hand and said, "Sister-in-law, I have heard of your great name for a long time, and now I finally meet you in person."
Fu Jiayan hasn’t even warmed up yet.
Her sister-in-law was snatched back by her brother. Fu Cheng glanced at her and said, "You are so well-informed. What else did they say?"
Fu Jiayan didn't dare to continue talking nonsense in front of him. She stuck out her tongue mischievously and said, "Nothing more to say."
Fu Jiayan wanted to get close to her new sister-in-law at this moment.
Even though it was widely rumored that her sister-in-law was a spoiled person who got angry easily; even though she was described as extremely shrewd and calculating.
But Fu Jiayan just can't resist beautiful people.
"Sister-in-law, do you think I look pretty today? I changed into new clothes to come and see you today."
It was difficult for Song Shengsheng to feel any dislike for such an enthusiastic cousin.
This might be the person who is most enthusiastic towards her besides Fu Cheng's parents. The way he looks at her is not that of a condescending gaze.
Song Shengsheng smiled shyly and nodded gently: "Beautiful."
She hesitated for two seconds and spoke a little slowly: "But isn't this new dress a little bit ill-fitting?"
After Song Shengsheng finished speaking, she began to wonder whether she should say too much.
It doesn't seem right to say that.
But there was no way, she had already said it.
Fortunately, Fu Jiayan didn't think she was being presumptuous and didn't seem angry. She rushed over and grabbed her hand tightly, shaking it up and down: "Sister-in-law, you are amazing! I asked someone to buy this coat for me. It was bought according to my size, but I was in a bad mood a few days ago and lost a lot of weight. I feel like there is still some extra space at the waist, so it doesn't fit me well."
"I'm going to find a tailor to do some alterations."
"It's just that this dress is so rare, and I was afraid it would get damaged, so I didn't send it to the tailor."
The old tailor might not understand the feeling that Fu Jiayan wanted.
Song Shengsheng was silent for a while. She thought about it carefully and felt that it was not difficult to alter it. She used to work in a supply and marketing cooperative and often altered clothes for others.
It costs five dollars to change one piece.
She made some money with this skill at that time.
Song Shengsheng said, "If you believe me, I can help you try."
Fu Jiayan seemed very surprised, and her eyes lit up: "Really?"
Song Shengsheng nodded: "Well, I used to tear cloth and make clothes myself. My craftsmanship is pretty good. If you don't mind..."
Of course Fu Jiayan would not give up, "Okay! Sister-in-law, you are awesome, unlike me, who is chased and scolded by my mother every day, saying that I can't do anything except eating."
In fact, Fu Jiayan's statement is also self-deprecating.
She is in Haicheng to study.
Learn clinical surgery from an old medical professor.
Song Shengsheng lowered her head because of her praise. Fu Jiayan immediately took off his coat and handed it to her.
Ye Jing had never thought that her daughter-in-law had such a skill. She also laughed: "Shengsheng, you really are a hidden talent."
In fact, if I hadn’t met my sister so well today.
Song Shengsheng would not take the initiative to ask for help. If it were someone else, they would definitely say that she was just a useless tailor.
Because the people in the compound, even their own relatives.
The jobs are all respectable, either as artists, teachers or cadres.
Her craftsmanship must be very unpresentable in their eyes.
When Fu Jiayan handed the coat to her, she didn't have any expectations, but she just couldn't bear to refuse her sister-in-law's kindness.
A shy pretty person offering to help.
It would be quite embarrassing if she refused outright.
It's just a piece of clothing. Even though I like it, it's ruined if it's damaged.
It’s not like she can’t afford something else.
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There is a sewing machine in the utility room on the second floor.
Song Shengsheng called Fu Cheng to move the sewing machine to the bedroom. Fu Cheng leaned against the wall and asked, "Why are you being so nice to her?"
Song Shengsheng grabbed his hand and looked up at him: "Go quickly, okay?"
Fu Cheng looked at her for a long while, but couldn't persuade her: "I'll ask her for the money later."
He simply didn't want her to waste her extra time on others.
The sewing machine was covered in dust and had to be cleaned several times before it was completely clean.
Song Shengsheng altered the clothes very quickly. She saw that Fu Jiayan liked it very much, so she was more careful than usual when she started.
She is very serious when doing her work.
The light was dim and fell on her profile. The arc of her eyelashes fell under her eyes. She looked serious and focused.
Fu Cheng changed his clothes and came out. When he walked up to her, she didn't notice him.
Fu Cheng took away her needlework loop.
Song Shengsheng stopped and said, "Stop making trouble."
Fu Cheng said nothing, and took the needle, thread and cloth from her hands. He put his hands on her waist, picked her up, and sat her firmly on the sewing machine.
Fu Cheng's palm gently clasped the back of her head, and his thin long fingers silently sank into her hair.
Her hair feels very fine and soft.
She seemed caught off guard, her lips slightly parted.
Fu Cheng didn't have any intention at first, he just wanted to tease her since she was too busy to pay attention to him.
He looked at her quietly, his slightly opened lips revealing a little pink tip of his tongue.
Fu Cheng was not polite at all.
The sound insulation in my house is better than my previous house in Ningcheng.
That night, Song Shengsheng really wasn't cold at all.
Instead, I broke out in a sweat.
Her physical strength was no match for a soldier like Fu Cheng who came from a military unit, and she could only cry without tears.
The people trained by their special forces are really not human.
The next day, Song Shengsheng was almost late for class.
The family driver took her to school. After leaving the compound, she looked out the window a few times. Zhao Xiaoning didn't come to see her again today.
When she arrived at the class, there was only a seat in the back row for her.
As soon as Song Shengsheng sat down, someone shouted at the door of the classroom: "Is Song Shengsheng here?"
"Here is your letter."
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