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Thank you for reading this post, don't forget to subscribe!Chapter 103. (2/2)
Back in the room, she exhaled. Fu Chen’s wild words were terrifying. He talked about getting married before they even started dating.
She went out for a walk again in the afternoon. When she got home and was about to go back to her room, a servant came running over in a hurry, “Miss Bai, this is for you.”
Bai Qing Qing took it with a puzzled look on her face, looked at the envelope in her hand that looked like a letter and asked, “Whose is it?”
“That, Mr. Cheng.” The servant said.
“Thank you.” Bai Qing Qing took the letter back to her room. She walked to the sofa, sat down, opened the envelope, and took it out.
The black words on the white paper filled a whole page. The man’s handwriting was perfect. The words were as strong and powerful as the person, and the rules were neat and tidy, which made people feel very comfortable at a glance.
Bai Qing Qing’s delicate eyebrows were slightly droopy. She didn’t read ten lines at a glance but read carefully.
The taciturn Cheng Rui didn’t say anything nice. Even though they met recently, he didn’t say a few words to her. He wrote his true feelings on paper and presented them to her.
She read it once, then reread it, folded it neatly, put it in an envelope, opened the drawer and put it in, thought about it, then took it out and put it in the space.
There was a knock on the door.
Bai Qing Qing went to open the door, and the maid stood outside, respectfully saying: “Miss Bai, Mr. Fu is waiting for you in the study.”
“Got it.” Bai Qing Qing followed her to the study upstairs.
The maid opened the door for her to enter and then closed it.
The man sat in the chair behind the desk, looking lazy and indifferent. The orthodox uniform of the Jingzhou base looked particularly handsome on him, and his strong aura faintly revealed an oppressive atmosphere.
He lowered his eyebrows slightly and fiddled with his cuffs. His white and slender fingers were like jade, extremely beautiful, and exuded elegance from the bones.
Fu Chen looked up at her. His cold black eyes sank slightly, and his bony hands tapped on the table, “Come here.”
Bai Qing Qing looked at him across the desk, “What do you want to talk to me about?”
Fu Chen frowned slightly, stood up and walked to her side, grabbing her arm, “Can’t I talk to you if there’s nothing wrong?”
Bai Qing Qing could see that he was a little unhappy and said, “Of course.”
She reached out and hooked the medal button on his shoulder, playing with it gently. Her voice was soft and tender: “You’ve been busy recently, so you must have something to talk to me about.”
Fu Chen pulled her into his arms, his big hands controlling her soft and slender body. He took her waist, pinched her chin, kissed her, and said in a low voice: “Something happened.”
He took her to a closet, let her stand in front, and stood behind her. He raised his hand, took down a Tang sword from it, and said casually, “I heard from the servant that you seem to have been looking for a master to repair Tang swords recently.”
“That Tang sword can’t be repaired. I got a new Tang sword recently. It’s gathering dust, so why not give it to you.”
The ancient Tang sword in the scabbard was put in her hand. It didn’t feel heavy at all. It was lighter than the Tang sword she bought before. The runes on the scabbard were complicated and exquisite. It was not an ordinary product at first glance.
Bai Qing Qing took out the Tang sword to look at it. The delicate blade reflected silver light, just like a beautiful ice beauty who saw the light of day again. It was so beautiful that people couldn’t take their eyes off it.
Fu Chen took the Tang sword and gave it to her, paying attention to her expression.
This Tang sword is indeed an ancient heirloom of the Fu family. It is priceless in the market. There is only one in the world. From the blade to the handle, as well as the scabbard, it is exquisite. It is a good sword that can cut iron like mud. He tried his best to get it from the old man.
The girl looked at the treasure over and over again, which was adorable. Every expression showed that she was pleased. He was relieved.
It’s good that she likes it. I’m afraid she doesn’t like it.
Bai Qing Qing turned to look at him and asked, “This sword looks very valuable. Do you really want to give it to me?”
When Fu Chen first learned that she was looking for a craftsman to repair the Tang sword, he secretly helped her find one. When he learned that the sword could not be repaired, he asked the old man to take out the treasured ancient sword and prepare to give it to her.
Fu Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him. His eyes were deep and burning, flashing with a strange look. His voice was slightly hoarse: “Do you want it very much?”
Bai Qing Qing held the knife in her hand and couldn’t let it go. She looked up at him and nodded. She liked the knife at first sight and wanted to take it for herself.
Fu Chen pinched her fair face with his cold fingers and said, “Kiss me, and I’ll give it to you.”
Bai Qing Qing’s eyes flashed with shame and anger, and she snarled, “I thought you were going to give it to me, but it turns out there are conditions.”
Fu Chen raised his handsome eyebrows slightly. A smile flashed across his black eyes. He stroked her smooth face, lowered his head, and approached, “Do you want it or not?”
He pretended to snatch the beautiful knife back. Bai Qing Qing hugged him tightly, gritted her teeth, and raised her head to kiss him perfunctorily. Who knew that as soon as she kissed him, she was like a prey caught in a net. He held her waist and kissed her deeply.