Futian waved his hand, then sat back on the main seat, looked at all the executives, and said seriously: "Speaking of Fuyao, during the time I've been away, has Han Sanqian been here?"

"Patriarch, Han Sanqian has never been here. We also checked the records of Tianmen, and there seems to be nothing unusual," someone reported.

"Humph, how dare that trash Han Sanqian come to us to help our family and save people? I guess this shrunken turtle is hiding in some corner of the Xuanyuan world!"

"Fuyao is really stupid. She still expects that trash to save her. It's ridiculous."

"I heard that she vomited blood today. I guess she was so angry with herself."

A group of executives sneered coldly, they all hated Su Yingxia, if it wasn't for her, they, the Fujia executives, would still be able to dominate in the Bafang world.

Fu Tian was not surprised, this was within his own expectations, he knew that Han Sanqian, that trash, dared to come to the Eight Directions World.

The news of Su Yingxia's execution is actually more of a dead horse as a living horse doctor. If Han Sanqian can be forced to show up, he will be so happy, but if he can't, it's okay, at least it can deter Su Yingxia and let her He died of that heart towards Han Sanqian.

Killing and punishing one's heart is the most ruthless way to help the sky.

"Has Su Yingxia not changed her mind yet?" Fu Tian said coldly.

The executives shook their heads.

"Hmph, what an ignorant idiot. My Fu Clan made her lose all face. She really thinks that if she doesn't want to, I have nothing to do? If she is toasting and not eating fine wine, Then don't blame the old man for destroying the flower with his hands, he will be tough!" Fu Tian said coldly.

Seeing Futian get up angrily, Fumei quickly seized the opportunity: "Patriarch, I will go with you."

When Su Yingxia was sitting in the room, Futian had already led Fumei and several executives to break in directly.

"Fuyao, the third son of Ao has arrived at the mansion, which means that Yongsheng Haiyu is willing to help us. If you are willing to follow my arrangement and plan, once the marriage is successful, we will be equivalent to two big families behind us. Our Fu family The family will rise soon." Although Futian was very angry, he still chose to temporarily suppress his anger.

Su Yingxia snorted coldly: "The rise of the Fu Clan has nothing to do with me?"

"Bastard, as a member of the Fu Clan, how can you say such shameless words?" A certain executive shouted angrily.

"Nowadays, because we, the Fu Clan, don't have a true god, do you know how much we are looked down upon by others, and no one gives us face? Fu Yao, stop being obsessed with obsession."

"You earn your own face, but I've never heard that you need others to give it to you." Su Yingxia said coldly.

Then, she glanced at Futian, and said coldly: "If you have something to say, just say it, why beat around the bush?"

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, at this moment, Fu Mei slapped Su Yingxia's body with a slap, and then she smiled, her eyes were full of sarcasm and a condescending look: "Fuyao, this is for talking to you." What is the patriarch's attitude? What? Really think that the Fu family can't do without you? Let me tell you, with me, Fu Mei, it's all right!!"

Su Yingxia's face turned cold: "I will never do anything to betray Han Sanqian, remember, forever! If I choose to do this, what is the meaning of you and Fumang?"

Su Yingxia's words are very clear, we are a cooperative relationship, if the other party can't do their best, then this cooperation has no value.

Naturally, Fuli could understand what Su Yingxia meant, and was about to speak, when there was a commotion at the entrance of the lobby, Fuli quickly pulled away and left quietly.

In the main hall of the Fu Clan, Fu Tian came back happily. As soon as he heard that the patriarch had returned, a group of executives from the Fu family, regardless of age, rushed to the main hall.

At the main entrance, Futian greeted a young man with three steps. The young man was handsome, well-dressed and had an extraordinary temperament.

Behind him, there were twenty middle-aged men dressed in strange clothes, each of them was very powerful, and it was almost unnecessary for the family members to know that these people were not young.

Entering the courtyard, Futian cheerfully shouted loudly: "Come here, serve tea and watch the seats." Then, he made another gesture of respectful invitation.

The young man nodded slightly, looking at the senior executives standing on both sides of the Fu family line, his eyes were full of disdain. JrNovels.com