Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

  Chapter 1 Three Masters of the Fu Family, Believe in Buddhism like a Demon [New Book Request]

  Autumn rain beats the leaves, and the cool breeze is sore.

  In the Song Family Mansion of Yuncheng

  The girl in the mirror, seventeen or eighteen years old, with dyed eyebrows, pierced eyes, beautiful phoenix eyes, slender, charming, and affectionate.

  "Miss, please hurry down, my lord." The maid knocked on the door and urged.

   "Hmm." She faintly responded, and opened the door. The maid looked at the girl's slightly stubborn back and couldn't help shaking her head, and went into the room to help her clean up the room.

In the room dominated by soft powder, everything is exquisite. Even the decorative paintings hanging on the wall are valued at millions. Let alone the many precious jewels in the jewelry box she dresses up, which shows how much she is favored at home.

  The maid pushed open the door of one of the toilets, a smell of sour rot came over her face, and there was a mess of dirty clothes stained with vomit on the floor.

   "My God, this smell..." Another maid with cleaning supplies followed into the room, "Where did the lady go last night, so drunk?"

   "Something like this happened at home, so I can use wine to pour my sorrows."

  "Who said no, the old lady who was a good old lady, but now a sister has appeared, huh—the saddest thing is that even the fiance was taken away."

   "As soon as the wife was angered away, the master brought the child back. This is to take advantage of the wife's absence and recognize her first." The maid reached out and sorted the dirty clothes on the floor according to their colors and packed them in the clothes box.

   "Who made the woman coax the master so happy? Just now I heard the master answer the phone, and it looked like Master Fu was coming over."

   "Is this going to force the lady to accept the divorce?"

   "If we really retired and let the two be together, won't our lady become a joke for the entire Cloud City?"

  ...

  The two people were cleaning the bathroom while whispering. The girl who had just left without knowing it turned around again, her eyes were reddish with a little water, but she was abruptly held back by her.

  When he turned and went downstairs again, the corners of his mouth were smiling.

  **

  Song's living room

  A beautiful girl is sitting on the sofa, wearing the simplest white shirt and jeans, and the black canvas shoes have been washed with white corners. She pursed her mouth and appeared cautious.

  This is the first time she has come to Song's house.

The outer courtyard is full of ancient trees and green plants that she doesn’t know. There are many kinds of orchids under the corridor. She doesn’t understand these flowers, but she knows that the best orchids are worth tens of millions, and the orchids of the Song family are all she has never seen. The treasures that have been past are more professionally cared for.

  Her previous life was not even as good as a flower of the Song family.

  "Miss Jiang, you..." As soon as the servant offered tea, the middle-aged man sitting on the side coughed twice.

  "Miss, please use tea." Although the maid changed her name, although she was smiling, she was scornful and disdainful.

  There are too many illegitimate girls who are found back halfway, but there are not many who really dare to enter the house.

  He looked very dignified and beautiful, well-behaved and docile. If there were no means, how could he be able to enter the gate of the Song family.

   "Thank you." Jiang Fengya accepted the tea thank you, she looked down at the celadon tea cup, exquisite and small, and it was very valuable at first glance.

   "Feng Ya, have a snack."

  The man who opened his mouth has passed his famous years. He is wearing a black suit with cold eyebrows and a long history of shopping malls, which makes him look like he is not angry and prestigious, and he has deliberately softened a few times when he speaks to her.

  This man is his biological father—Song Jingren.

   "Yeah." Jiang Fengya is beautiful and well-behaved, and she has a weak clothes. She has a sense of weakness and makes people talk to her at too high a volume for fear of shocking her.

  Just as she was about to lower her head to drink tea, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the people coming downstairs...

  Finger suddenly stiffened, and then tightened abruptly.

  She walked down from a high place and came slowly.

   Proud and precious, so far away.

   "Dad!" She has a sweet and soft voice.

   "The wind is coming late, come and sit down." Song Jingren greeted her over.

  Song Fengwan sat directly opposite Jiang Fengya, and looked at her that way, his eyes were simple and direct, but he seemed to be able to see through people instantly.

   "The wind is late, let me introduce to you, this is..." Song Jingren hesitated for a moment, facing her daughter's innocent and slightly questioning eyes, she couldn't say anything.

  In fact, everyone knows it well, but no one has pierced this layer of window paper for the time being.

   "Miss, your favorite white tea." The servant smiled and offered Song Fengwan tea, and interrupted Song Jingren's introduction.

   "Thank you." Song Fengwan took the tea. The cup was a fine cyan color, and it called her finger like a jade carving.

  She stretched out her hand to open the lid of the cup, and the heat rose up, blurring her outline. She squinted her eyes and was too lazy to take a sip, her phoenix eyes lazy and mysterious.

   Jiang Fengya bit her lips tightly with her fingers.

  Looking at the cup, you know that she is the Lord, and she...

  Just the guests.

  This is the first time she has seen Song Fengwan, one year younger than her, only 17.

  The people in Yuncheng spoke highly of her, saying that she was beautiful as a peach and plum, and when she moved, she was allure.

  She thought it was flattery, but now that she saw it, she felt that she couldn't cover her at all. She has a pure, but almost charming beauty, her eyes are simple and not sophisticated, her movements are elegant and unpretentious.

  Through the misty color of the tea, the whole person is like smoke and dust.

  Even the fingers were plain and slender, without any flaws. Jiang Fengya put down the cup, and subconsciously shrank the fingers into the sleeves.

   "Fengya, how is the military training? Isn't it particularly hard?" Song Jingren broke the dullness.

   "It's okay." Jiang Fengya smiled dryly. She had only been in military training for two days. Even though she was sunscreened, she was still tanned, but the person on the other side was like a white jade doll, transparent and clean.

  No comparison, okay.

  The two were sitting opposite each other, even the servants could see it. This is incomparable at all. So Master Fu is blind?

  Don’t need pearls, holding fish eyes as treasures?

  Even if Song Jingren wanted to invigorate the atmosphere, the atmosphere in the living room was still slightly awkward, until the servant trot in and said softly, "Master Fu is here..."

  Jiang Fengya fingered the teacup just now, revealing the shyness of her daughter’s family.

  Song Fengwan rubbed his fingers over the cup, and it came really fast.

  She inexplicably thought of many TV shows she had watched. In the plots of the prince and Cinderella, there is always a stalker princess, which everyone hates.

  And she is like that bad-hearted female partner who wants to destroy the marriage relationship.

  **

  Song Feng drank two sips of tea in the evening, and a person in his twenties walked slowly into the living room.

  Wearing a simple white shirt and ironed black trousers, he set off his straight and slender legs, clear and elegant, fine eyebrows, and very clean.

  The temperament is cold and quiet, and he always has a proud character. It is very popular in the school.

   "Senior." Jiang Fengya stood up, smiling brightly at the corner of her mouth.

   "Hmm." Fu Yuxiu smiled at him, tilted his head to look at Song Jingren, "Good Uncle Song."

   just turned his eyes to Song Fengwan, inevitably a little embarrassed.

   "Brother Fu is looking for a girlfriend so fast. I broke up with me the day before yesterday, so I have a new love today." Song Fengwan sneered.

  The faces of the two people who had just pulled their hands on the opposite side were rather ugly.

   "The wind is night." Song Jingren curled his eyebrows, his face was dull.

   "What? I was wrong?" Song Fengwan raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people opposite.

  Although she is not very old, the two have been engaged for more than a year. After all, she is young. They say they are unmarried couples, and they get along more like brothers and sisters. Fu Yuxiu is three years older than her and takes care of her everything.

  She was in her third year of high school this year, and the summer vacation lasted for a month. She went back to school in early August. The summer tutoring was closed. Her mother did not tell her what happened at home.

On the day of the holiday, Fu Yuxiu came to pick her up. He thought he was here to pick her up for dinner, but the restaurant didn't arrive, so he had a showdown with himself on the road and said that he would break the marriage contract.

  She thought that it was to say that he did not expect him to be true. Song Fengwan was so proud, she agreed at the time, thinking that he might look back.

  As a result, that night, I heard people say that he was in college and was going well with a freshman.

  I have known him for many years. Is it possible that the little girl who has known him for a few days breaks the marriage contract with him?

  After inquiring again, I realized that the two met in a so-called old and new student group, and the girl had been doing summer jobs in Yuncheng for two months at the restaurant owned by the Fu family.

  Fu Yuxiu helped her in all sorts of ways, over and under, this is basically the plot in the TV series.

   "Wind night, in fact, I..." Fu Yuxiu tried to explain to her.

   "I know what you want to say?" Song Fengwan's novels have been watched a lot on TV, and the surrounding giants have also seen a lot of grievances.

   "Are you trying to say that you two truly love each other? Didn't you mean to hurt me?" The tone was extremely contemptuous.

   "Hope to get my blessing."

   "Sister, in fact, my senior and I are not what you think, we..." Jiang Fengya bit her lip, inexplicably pitiful.

  "Who is your sister!" The name directly poke her nerves, and she threw the cup abruptly.

   "I only know that when I was still married to him, you were already ambiguous? Are you still wronged when you are a junior?"

   "Then I am green, so I can't cry!"

  Tea splashed everywhere, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

   "Wind night!" Song Jingren sighed.

  Song Fengwan got up directly, glanced at Jiang Fengya, "Anyway, I use the leftover man, just take it as you like!"

  The two people on the opposite side changed their faces.

  Used left?

The word    is used too tricky.

   "Song Feng night, you..." Song Jingren's face was pale with anger.

  Song Feng fell the cup late, got up and walked out.

   "Where are you going, it's raining outside!" Song Jingren knew that Song Fengwan had been wronged by this incident, but he couldn't force his feelings.

  Song Fengwan pulled a colorful umbrella on the porch and planned to go out.

  **

  The outside air was humid and sultry, mixed with rain, making people feel uncomfortable. A black car ran over the rain, splashed muddy leaves on the ground, and stopped steadily in front of a big house.

  Song Feng squinted at night, and looked at the black car parked at the door, as if it was not a local license plate.

  The car door opened, and a cool breeze hit, a man dressed in black walked out of the co-driver, holding a black umbrella, and standing beside the car.

  The people in the car did not come out, but lowered the window. From Song Fengwan’s perspective, only half of his profile could be seen vaguely.

  The black shirt is facing the front. The man has thin lips and a little curled lips. He is very sexy. He lowers his eyebrows and lowers his eyes.

  Hung a string of polished Buddhist beads in his hand, with thin brown tassels hanging down.

  Xu noticed Song Fengwan. The man turned his head slightly and walked through the rain screen. His facial features were not real, but he had a depressing wind flu, and he hooked the Buddha beads again, like a stranger in the world.

  He tilted his head slightly, and the rain curtain made his facial features unclear. Song Fengwan had two sentences in his mind.

  【Seven cents immortal bones, three cents demon to the demon】

  It's just that those eyes are extremely cold.

  Song Fengwan hurriedly retracted his gaze, missing the slight arc of the person's mouth: Isn’t this the little girl who was in the bar last night and threatened to sleep with him?

  **

  At this moment, the security guard at Song's door trot over the water all the way, shouting: "Master, the third master of the Fu family is here!"

  Song Feng is stunned in the evening, is that the third master of the Fu family? The third uncle Fu Yuxiu fears most?

  Believe in Buddha? That must be a kind-hearted person.

  Later, she learned that this person was perverse and his six roots were not exhausted.

  Believe in Buddha, but like a demon.

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