Chapter 71

Chapter 71: She’s Not Qualified to Compete with You

“I know.” Zhou Ling’s cheeks flushed. “I wonder what that Second Young Master Fu looks like. I heard he’s even better-looking than a celebrity.”

“That’s why you need to step up. If you get together with Second Young Master Fu, that would bring honor to our family.”

“But Dad said the Fu Family isn’t someone we can afford to offend.” Zhou Ling spoke unwillingly. “If he says that, I’m a little scared.”

“When men get old, they start worrying about everything. If you can bear Fu Qing Han a child or two, how could the Fu Family possibly refuse to acknowledge you? That’s the Fu Family’s blood. I don’t believe the Fu Family can be that cold-blooded.”

Madam Zhou spoke with confidence. “That Jiang Shi Yue he’s pursuing comes from a small, ordinary family. Her birth mother died early, and her brother is a lunatic. She’s not qualified to compete with you.”

Hearing Madam Zhou say that, Zhou Ling let out a cold laugh, her words full of disdain. “Mom, back then Big Brother took a liking to her, and look how happy she and her family were. But the moment Second Young Master Fu started pursuing her, she turned her face and acted like she didn’t know us. She really thinks she’s a phoenix, but at best, she’s just a barnyard chicken.”

As soon as she finished speaking, an attendant suddenly came over.

Second Young Master Fu had arrived.

Zhou Ling was so nervous she could barely breathe. She looked at Madam Zhou in a panic. “How do I look right now?”

“Beautiful. Very beautiful.” Madam Zhou looked at her young daughter, a delicate little beauty. What man in this world wouldn’t be moved?

If Zhou Ling really could marry Fu Qing Han, Madam Zhou suddenly didn’t even dare to imagine it.

Because the moment she pictured it, she felt she might faint from happiness.

She took her daughter and hurried out to greet Fu Qing Han.

At the hotel entrance.

The attendant hurried to open the car door with flattering enthusiasm. Fu Qing Han stepped out unhurriedly, then held out a hand. Jiang Shi Yue placed her own hand on his.

Jiang Shi Yue’s hand was truly small, so small that Fu Qing Han felt he could hold it with ease. Jiang Shi Yue lowered her head, and he couldn’t see her face, but he could imagine this girl full of mischief.

A faint smile rose.

But to everyone else, that scene took on a different meaning. This Second Young Master Fu probably had fallen deeply for Miss Jiang.

The looks around them were complicated: jealousy, envy, sighs, and even people calculating how to strike up a connection with Second Young Master Fu.

So many gazes tangled together, and who knew how many different thoughts hid beneath them.

Fu Qing Han acted as if he hadn’t noticed a thing. He gently lifted Jiang Shi Yue’s hand, and she hooked her arm through his. Under the banquet lights, he stood tall and elegant, and she smiled like a flower.

In that instant, they looked inexplicably perfect together.

No one present was an ordinary person. Some recognized Jiang Shi Yue’s dress at a single glance – it was definitely from a top-tier gown team in the world. It didn’t have much decoration, yet it drew everyone’s eyes without them even realizing it.

It must have taken an incredible amount of effort.

It was clear that Second Young Master Fu had been especially thoughtful toward Jiang Shi Yue.

What they didn’t know was that Fu Qing Han had demanded the dress be finished within two days.

“Second Young Master Fu, Miss Jiang, forgive us for not coming out to greet you sooner!” Zhou Wen An was like Madam Zhou, the kind of person who looked young because he had money and took great care of himself.

But people said he had suffered a stroke three months ago. Even though he had mostly recovered, his legs still weren’t very steady.

With a smile, he walked up to Fu Qing Han, leaning on a cane.