“Fubao.” They all shouted, one frowned and the other smiled to meet.
Jiang Fubao grabbed Meng Bujiu’s hand and leaned on his arm. Meng Bujiu was stunned. This was the first time Fubao was so close to him.
His ears gradually turned red.
Shen Hechi looked at them with scarlet eyes.
“It turned out to be you?” It was unexpected and expected.
No wonder, no wonder Meng Buji treated him like that before.
It turns out that I have been eyeing Fubao for a long time.
How dare he!
I wanted to use my official position to suppress Meng Bujiu and let him salute him, but seeing Fu Bao’s appearance, he gave up this idea again.
If the lover is bullied, Fubao will be sad…
“Why don’t you send someone to tell the lower officials when you return to your hometown? It’s better to bring people to welcome the lower officials.”
Meng Buji’s attitude was neither high nor low. He was a fourth-rank official or a fourth-rank official. Shen Hechi in front of him was a third-rank official. Not to mention that he was an official in the imperial city, even the officials who were released were much higher than him.
But he can’t do it if he makes him flatter.
When he heard his subordinates say that he suddenly came back, Meng Bujiu arrived without changing his clothes.
He knew what Shen Hechi was thinking, but he believed in Fubao.
Fubao has never been a person who dislikes the poor and loves the rich. He just doesn’t want Fubao to be entangled by Shen Hechi.
He blocked Jiang Fubao, blocking Shen Hechi’s vision.
The two are about the same height, and their eyes are blending, as if they are about to emit sparks.
“Fubao, you…” Shen Hechi didn’t want to pay attention to Meng Bujiu, but he was interrupted by Meng Bujiu as soon as he spoke.
“The day I get married with Fubao is set on September 25th. I wonder if you can enjoy the favor of yourselves?”
September 25th?
Isn’t this the birthday of Fubao?