My gentle tyrant (50)_1

Fu Shang's words rendered Chen Ruru speechless.

Chen rusheng had never seen anyone fall out with each other as soon as they entered the palace.

Although Yun pin and Jia pin did not get along well with her in private, they were always friendly on the surface. Chen wanru had never seen Fu min play by the rules like this.

Fu min cupped his chin with one hand, his beautiful eyes looking up lazily, his thick black eyelashes drawing a beautiful arc.

"Bengong has never heard a word or two about you from His Majesty. You don't need to put on such an attitude in front of me to disgust me. I don't buy it."

"You ..." Chen Ruru said.

Fu Shang leaned back lazily on the back of the chair as if she had no bones. She rested her arm on the armrest and her palm on her cheek as she sized up Chen wanru.

He sneered.

"Besides, I don't think Ji Rong will have anything to do with you."

"He wouldn't dare to."

Nonsense, if he dared to, she would kill him.