Chapter 226 Like sugar melted in water

Fu Yancheng took out his arm and the other party nodded from Zhou Zhou.

"Uncle Fang, long time no see."

Fang Congzhou had stood up now, smiled and patted his shoulder.

"You kid, you've been running around quietly for three years."

It seems that Fu Yancheng has not been here since he was forced to leave the country by that marriage three years ago.

Sheng Mian couldn't think of the relationship between the Fu family and Fang Congzhou for a moment. Maybe Fang Congzhou knew Mr. Fu, so he even called Fu Yancheng uncle.

Fang Li interjected from the side.

"I would run away and marry a woman I don't even know. I don't know what the old man thinks."

Fang Congzhou glared at her, "You can talk nonsense here about other people's family affairs. Yancheng, sit down, there happens to be Master Zhang Rong's disciples here, we can get to know each other, they are all young talents."

As another party to the marriage, Sheng Mian felt alienated and excluded.

However, she was not familiar with these people and was not disappointed. She just nodded politely when Fang Congzhou introduced them.

"Boss Fang, Mr. Fu and I already know each other."

When Fu Yancheng heard this, he knew that Sheng Mian had not told Fang Congzhou that the house was designed for him.

But he really didn't expect that she was actually Zhang Rong's close disciple.

Fang Congzhou was a little surprised when he heard Sheng Mian's words.

"how did you guys meet?"

If you really want to argue, the two met in bed. After all, it was only after that that they became connected.

Just as Sheng Mian was about to answer, she heard Fang Li shout exaggeratedly, "Fu Yancheng, why are your trousers dirty? Did you go to the mountains?"

Sheng Mian lowered his head and realized that Fu Yancheng's expensive trousers were stained with some mud. He must have just gone to the mountains to inspect them with Lao Li and his group.

I probably didn’t expect that the road over there was bad, so my pants got dirty.

"It's out of the way."

His voice was clear and clear, and when he saw that Fang Li had already taken the wet wipes and was about to squat down to wipe them, his brows frowned slightly.

Fang Congzhou sighed when he saw his daughter so eager to gain favor.

"Xiao Li, the Yancheng family is already the president, and they will personally go to the mountains to inspect. Look at you, just because you were admitted to the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts, you can't even pay attention to ordinary examination questions, and you are also absent-minded when painting. "

Fang Li stuck out her tongue and her fingertips were about to touch Fu Yancheng's trousers, but he stopped her.

"I have a spare, just change it later."

Fang Li had no choice but to stand up, and without feeling any embarrassment, she took his arm again.

"You can stay here tonight. My dad went fishing for wild fish yesterday and picked mushrooms. They are fresh and cannot be eaten in the city."

Fang Li likes life in the city, but she has to admit that things in the wild taste better.

Fu Yancheng glanced at Shengmian. She seemed a little lonely because no one talked to her.

He didn't know where this moment of suffocation came from, so he had to ask her.

"Did you draw the picture on the table?"

With this opening, Fang Congzhou quickly introduced, "Penny is indeed a disciple of Master Zhang Rong. He paints very well. I just took the picture and showed it to Xiaoli's teacher, who gave her full marks."

Fang Li was a little unhappy because someone stole the limelight, not to mention that she heard Fu Yancheng praise her.

"It's really good."

Sheng Mian had heard Lin Jing say before that Fu Yancheng was very discerning in art, but she didn't expect him to praise her.

At this moment he had walked to her side.

"Let's go back together later."

He picked up the painting and looked at it, and said so.

Because their shoulders were so close, they could almost feel each other's fabric.

Breathing and even body temperature have spread, like sugar melting in water.