Chapter 1521 Young Master of the Shui Family (2)

But...it would be different if Fu'er could enter the Shui family.

Her Fu'er is so lively and smart, maybe it's not certain that he can really fall in love with her.

Just thinking about Fu'er being a stepmother at such a young age, Yue Xueqin sighed again, with a bitter smile on her face.

"I can't see him, Mom, I don't want to see him!" Tian Fu'er's eyes flashed. She controlled her anger, hooked her arms around Yue Xueqin's neck, and said coquettishly, "You also know that there are so many young people in this imperial capital. Talented man, he keeps pestering me after seeing me. What if I meet him once and he refuses to marry me?"

Tian Fu'er frowned at the thought of such a thing happening: "Mom, you also know my temperament. If the young master of the Shui family forces me, I will definitely die. I will never marry a sick man, and even more so when the time comes. Dragging down the Tian family, is this what parents want to see?"

Moreover, with her identity and appearance, the other young masters of the Peishui family are more than enough. Why did she have to choose the sick young man?

He is not the only one in the Shui family.

She has always been arrogant and will never wrong herself.

Yue Xueqin moved her lips, wanting to say something, but in the end she couldn't.

"That's all, I'm just here to ask for your opinion. If you don't want to, forget it. I believe that my Fuer will be able to find a very good partner."

After saying this, she stood up and walked towards the door, thinking about how to deal with Tianfeng.

Ever since she gave birth to Fu'er many years ago and was injured, Fu'er has been her heart and soul. How could she have the heart to force her to marry someone she doesn't love?

Therefore, it was up to her to help Fuer reject this matter...

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Shuijia Villa is antique and unique.

It is estimated that no one thought that in today's China, there would be such an exquisite courtyard house, which gives people a pleasant feeling of small bridges and flowing water.

At this moment, in the antique-style bedroom, two people stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

In the end, it was the man who spoke first.

His voice was low and hoarse, yet calm and magnetic.

"You've been staring at me for two days, have you seen enough?"

After hearing what the man said, the little bun finally looked away, his eyes full of surprise and gloating: "Bad dad, if you become like this, will my mother still recognize you?"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, he lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I believe her, no matter what I become, she will recognize me at a glance."

Their feelings are no longer physical, but go deep into the soul.

The aura embedded in the soul is unmatched by anyone.

"Bad daddy, why did my mother and I come directly to this place, and you still need to use someone else's body to come?" Little Baozi held his little head, blinked his eyes as bright as stars, and looked up at the man in front of him. .

The man's face is no longer completely similar to him. At most, it is only influenced by the soul and has two or three parts of imagination.

Of course, the only thing that remains unchanged is that this man is still evil, domineering and arrogant.

"Because I don't have the heavens as a medium, the Imperial Master tried his best to get me to this place, and he had to use someone else's body, so he found this dead body for me. It's just that , I came eight years before you..."

Eight years ago, the young master of the Shui family was seriously ill and bedridden. In fact, he did not narrowly escape death, but was already dead.