Fu Jingheng raised his hand and took off his coat, then draped it over Qin Sheng in front of Chu Yingran... ah, in front of everyone.
Her gentle voice, tinged with laughter, said, "It's so cold outside, why are you dressed so lightly?"
He tightened Qin Sheng's coat, completely covering her exposed collarbone and a small section of her neck before he was satisfied. He patted her head and said, "Don't listen to what people outside say about girls looking better the more skin they show. I think girls look better the more they wear."
Although he was very unhappy that the scoundrel dared to flirt with his daughter right in front of him, Qin Zheng surprisingly agreed with this statement.
He quickly took off his coat and draped it over Gu Yueming's shoulders, saying, "Xiao Fu is right, girls look better when they wear more clothes."
Qin Sheng and Gu Yueming: "..."
Fu Jingheng held Qin Sheng's hand while facing Qin Zheng and Gu Yueming, nodding and smiling at them: "Hello, Uncle Qin, hello, Aunt Gu."
It's Uncle Qin and Aunt Gu, not Aunt and Uncle.
A change in terminology alone is enough to tell a lot.
Qin Zheng's gaze deepened little by little.
Then Qin Sheng's cold voice rang out: "Let's go inside first. Grandpa Fu sent people out to look for us."
The two turned their heads and looked over, and sure enough, they saw Fu Zhuoyuan's personal butler, Fu, already peering out from the doorway.
Qin Zheng withdrew his gaze, patted Fu Jingheng's shoulder forcefully, and walked past him into the room first.
This time, Qin Sheng was not brought in.
Gu Yueming wanted to reach out and pull him, but Fu Jingheng pulled her closer to his chest.
Qin Sheng glanced at him but did not resist.
Gu Yueming was so sad that tears almost fell from her eyes.
It wasn't because her daughter didn't go with her, but because she was heartbroken that her daughter, whom she had finally managed to bring home, had been tricked away by a stray dog so quickly!
But when they agreed to attend this banquet, they had already implicitly accepted certain things, so no matter how uncomfortable they were, they could only endure it.
The group of five entered through the last door and walked into the banquet hall.
Everyone behind them was stunned.
Chu Yingran, in particular, stared blankly as Fu Jingheng walked past her, stopped in front of Qin Sheng, draped a coat over her, and then led her back.
From beginning to end, he didn't even glance in her direction out of the corner of his eye.
Especially the things he said.
What do you mean by outsiders saying that girls look better the less they wear?
Isn't this "outsider" a veiled reference to her?!
Chu Yingran was filled with shame, anger, and anxiety; tears were almost falling from her eyes.
If her dress hadn't been torn, she felt she would have been unable to control herself and rushed up to ask what was going on.
By this time, Fu Xian had figured out the cause and effect of the matter.
His eyes, which had been smiling, turned cold.
She stepped forward, a smile playing on her lips, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "I didn't expect such an accident to happen. It seems that Miss Chu is not very available right now. How about this?"
Fu Xian seemed to think for a moment, then suddenly turned around and waved to the security guard not far away.
The security guard understood and immediately jogged over to her.
"I took off my coat."
The security guard immediately complied.
Chu Yingran had a vague idea of what Fu Xian was planning, and she tightened her grip on her skirt: "Miss Fu..."
Fu Xian remained calm and composed, her smile elegant. She slowly draped the security guard's suit jacket over Chu Yingran's shoulders, saying, "I'm afraid Miss Chu will have to make do for now."
Looking back at the security guard: "Make sure Miss Chu gets out safely and gets into the Chu family's car."
The security guard immediately nodded: "Yes!"
Then they sent the person out, half as a saddle and half as a gift.
Chu Yingran's face was deathly pale, her lips were bitten until they were a ghastly white, and glistening tears kept sliding down her face, making her look incredibly pitiful.
But now no one dared to plead for her.
Even the girl accompanying her kept her lips tightly pressed together and didn't say a word.
Fu Xian was clearly standing up for that unknown girl, making an example of her. With the Fu family's power, they were not afraid of offending the Chu family, especially since Chu Yingran was the one who started the trouble first.
Who would dare to plead for them?
The guests who witnessed the incident exchanged glances, finally realizing what had happened.
This banquet is hardly a blind date; it's clearly a public announcement of Young Master Fu's girlfriend!
They should save their breath for their own schemes, or they'll become the next Chu Yingran!
There were quite a few people in the courtyard, but even more in the banquet hall. In no time, news of what had happened in the courtyard had spread, causing those who had just begun to have ideas about doing something to Qin Sheng to immediately back down.
Being the first to stick your neck out is no easy task!
Grandpa Fu has heard too much about Qin Sheng lately. Today, Qin Yu called him to talk about how great my little granddaughter is. Tomorrow, Fu Xian will say how adorable my future sister-in-law will be. The day after, Old Man Xing came to play chess with him and said he saw your third son's girlfriend and how great she is.
He was so anxious and frustrated listening to this. If it weren't for his third son saying that he hadn't won over the parents yet, he would have rushed over to see his future granddaughter-in-law.
Finally, today was the day I could meet people, but I waited and waited and waited and still nothing happened.
I've sent that brat Qin Zheng a hundred messages, and he either doesn't reply or is on his way.
Where did you come from? It's been more than three hours, and you're still stuck here on the road with him!
He already promised him that his third son would marry into their family in the future, yet he's still acting like they're future in-laws. Has he forgotten who's whose father?
Old Master Fu's neck was about to cramp from waiting so long when suddenly the noisy banquet hall fell silent as several figures appeared in his line of sight.
The one leading the group was his unfilial son, Qin Zheng, and his daughter-in-law.
He could do without a fake son, but he still wanted his own daughter-in-law, so Old Master Fu forced a smile and said, "Xiao Ming is here."
Then he immediately looked longingly at what was behind the two of them.
Qin Zheng pressed his temples, sighed, and made way for Fu Jingheng and Qin Sheng behind him.
Grandpa Fu was so excited he was like a simpleton, and he blurted out two words: "Grandpa!"
Qin Sheng: "..."
Fu Jingheng: "..."
Grandpa Fu nearly choked on his own saliva, coughing as he tried to salvage the situation: "I am... cough cough cough... I mean... cough cough cough... call... call Grandpa."
He took the tea that Fu Jingheng handed him, drank a couple of sips, coughed a few more times, and finally felt better.
He pulled a red envelope out of his pocket and looked at Qin Sheng with a smile: "Call me grandpa, and I'll give you a red envelope."
Qin Sheng, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed a raised line on the surface of the red envelope; that wasn't something money could be punched out of.
Her eyes curved slightly: "Grandpa."
The little girl's voice was clear and soft. Her call of "Grandpa" touched the heart of Old Master Fu. Overjoyed, he pulled out another red envelope from his sleeve and stuffed it into the envelope along with the previous one: "Give them all to our Sheng Sheng!"
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