"Qingyang," Fu Xue stretched out her hand to caress her nephew's strong chest, smiling coquettishly, "It's been a few years since I've seen you, so handsome and handsome? My aunt's heart beats when she sees it."

Fu Qingyang said lightly: "My aunt respects herself."

Fu Xue's face suddenly turned cold, and she sneered:

"So Mr. Qian still recognizes me as my aunt!"

After saying that, he brushed past his nephew and led the three bodyguards into the villa. It was obviously not the first time he had come here.

Fu Qingyang sighed. His aunt was eccentric and moody. In the words of young people, she was "sick and delicate". He didn't like dealing with her aunt very much.

Fu Qingyang is better at playing tricks with the old foxes. Everyone plays chess on the chessboard, each playing their own tricks. It's different for the sick and tender. The sick and tender will lift the chessboard and then pounce on you to bite you.

Therefore, Fu Qingyang always threatened his aunt with force. Although it was very effective, he still felt headaches and tiredness.

In the study.

Fu Xue went straight to the desk, Jiu Zhanmagpie nested on Fu Qingyang's throne, and said with a cold face:

"What about Guan Ya, let her come and see me."

Fu Qingyang didn't answer, walked to the wine cabinet, poured wine, and said:

"Guan Ya is not the child you beat and scolded back then. She has her own thoughts and life. You and your wife should not sell your daughter for your own benefit."

"I don't like the saying of 'selling your daughter', Qingyang, don't make aunt angry anymore." Fu Xue folded her arms on her chest, the waves were turbulent, facing this cold-tempered nephew, she was still strong:

"Marrying into the Miller family will bring you endless prosperity and wealth. As parents, we are all for our children."

"It's my aunt and Uncle Will who can't enjoy the glory and wealth, oh, ex-uncle." Fu Qingyang mentioned this failed marriage in a subtle way, and revealed the scars of his aunt, and then said:

"Uncle Will can be promoted to a second-level gold prosecutor, Auntie, the assets under your name have exploded, and you have more money to train spiritual practitioners.

"You have a good harvest in both career and wealth. You only need to sacrifice one daughter. It's a good deal."

Fu Xue didn't care about her nephew's ridicule, she leaned lazily on the back of the chair, her beautiful legs in stockings turned up, she giggled and said:

"My wealth is also Guan Ya's wealth.

"You know the rules of the Fu family best, emphasizing power over blood, Guan Ya has been in the family for many years, and is still a direct descendant in name, but has been gradually squeezed out of the power core of the Fu family.

"If she is like this, what about her descendants? And as long as we marry into the Miller family, our lineage will be able to maintain our transcendent status. Qingyang, before my aunt came, she had already obtained the approval of the clan elders to bring Guan Ya back to the Fu family. "

She threw out her hole cards casually.

The approval of the elders meeting is equivalent to the official order issued by the family.

The Fu family is a family of scouts, ruled by military law, and the orders of the clan elders are like military orders.

With Fu Qingyang's current status, it is not difficult to intervene in this matter, but he must abide by the rules, and he can return to the family to negotiate with the elders in person.

However, if it intervenes forcibly, it will be regarded as a confrontation with the family.

Now that Fu Qingyang has just been promoted to be the master, he still has to rely on the power of the family to compete with the headquarters. Fu Xue expects that he will not turn against the family at this moment.

Fu Qingyang was about to speak when the door of the study opened.

Guan Ya walked in with a cold face. JrNovels.com