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

  Chapter 28 is being watched late? Play as you like

  When Song Fengwan and Fu Chen went out, Fu Xinhan was sitting at the door, looking at the two people pitifully.

  The eyes are innocent and helpless.

   "Fu Xinhan, come here." Song Feng beckoned at it late.

  Fu Xinhan glanced at Fu Chen, and ran over on foot only after getting permission. He didn't dare to touch her, so he sat at her feet, letting Song Fengwan give it to him.

  It squinted its eyes, looked lazy, and enjoyed it very much.

   "Almost ready to go." Fu Shen pressed his throat.

  Fu Xinhan shook his eyes, and found that Fu Chen looked at his eyes, becoming more and more unpredictable. The dog was very keen on the outside world, and the first feeling was that he was angry again.

  It obviously came by listening to him, why is it angry?

   Its puppy legs began to tremble inexplicably.

   "So good, so cute." Song Fengwan smiled at Fu Shen with a cigarette butt, beautiful, "Why does it seem to be shaking, doesn't it feel cold?"

  Where is it cold? It is obviously scared.

   "Let's go." Fu Chen's expression remained as usual, unable to detect any emotions.

  Song Fengwan reluctantly withdrew his hand.

   "Go back." Fu Chen said this to Fu Xinhan.

  Fu Xinhan immediately spread his hoofs and ran back, like a bolt of lightning.

  Damn, I really want to scare the dog to death.

   Running in a hurry, his legs crooked, and he rolled around on the ground, turned his head and glanced at Fu Chen, murderous.

   immediately rushed to the backyard and hid in the doghouse, shivering.

   "Haha, so cute." The Shiba Inu is cute at first. The fall just now directly hit Song Fengwan's cute point.

  Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows, stupid dog!

  **

  Song Fengwan is not familiar with Beijing. The location is Fu Chen's pick, a farmhouse in the suburbs.

  She thought that Fu Chen’s taste would definitely go to a five-star hotel, a Michelin restaurant, no matter how bad it was, it would be Japanese and French.

   "San Ye." The boss greeted him with a smile, "Old position?" His eyes fell on Song Fengwan behind him, smiling deeper.

"Ok."

   "Please inside." The boss led the two in.

After the two entered the box, Song Fengwan discovered that the room was large enough to accommodate ten people. She ordered a few dishes according to the signboard recommendation, and then pushed the menu to Fu Chen, "San Ye, look at what else you want to eat. ?"

  Fu Shen glanced at what she ordered, which was all meat, and he looked up at her.

  Song Fengwan thought she had done something wrong, "Don’t you like meat?"

   "Yeah." Fu Chen wrote down all the dishes she had ordered, and then passed the menu to the boss after adding two vegetarian dishes.

   "San Ye, tea or Longjing?"

   "I will continue to give her a glass of milk."

  Song Feng was taken aback in the evening, she actually wanted to drink a drink.

  While waiting for food, there are only two of them left in the room, and there is no topic, the atmosphere is really embarrassing.

   "San Ye, I'll go to the bathroom." Song Fengwan grabbed the bag by his side and walked out.

  Fu Shen raised his eyebrows, why do girls have to bring bags when they go to the toilet?

  Song Fengwan didn't really want to go to the bathroom, but went to the cashier in advance to settle the bill.

  "Hello, how much is Fu Sanye's table?"

  The cashier was taken aback for a moment, "What are you kidding me? San Ye came over and we never collect money."

"Ok?"

   "Our father and San Ye are close friends. If I take his money, I will definitely be fired tomorrow."

  Song Fengwan sighed, when will she pay off the meal she owes Fu Chen?

  She walked back holding her bag, tall and thin, with a chiffon skirt dress, a sweater coat, and her slightly curly hair tied into a ponytail, which is agile and compelling.

  Especially those legs, they are so white.

  As soon as she left, a man and a woman walked to the cash register, and the woman reached out and knocked on the counter.

   "Miss Cheng." The cashier looked respectful, this one was notoriously harsh and hard to serve.

   "The one who came with San Ye just now?" She squinted, staring at Song Fengwan's back.

   "Yeah." The cashier was nervous.

  This Miss Cheng admires San Ye, and everyone knows that it is because Fu Chen often comes to eat, she often patronizes here, but San Ye dismissed her, and she did not give up.

  Until Song Fengwan disappeared, she turned back to her box.

   "Sister, who is the girl who came with the third master, I haven't seen it." The boy with her is just seventeen or eighteen years old, still childish, yet mature and domineering.

   "I just married Fu Yu before, from a small place." The woman snorted coldly.

  Many people were staring at Fu's family, and the compound was not a hidden place. The matter of Song Feng's arrival at night would be clear to someone who was interested.

   is not a shameful thing, the Fu family naturally did not hide it.

   "This is the first time San Ye brought a woman, are you not angry?" The young man smiled.

   "I heard that San Ye didn't like her either. Old Fu forced him to take care of her."

   "It looks pretty, especially those legs, which are white and long."

   "Like it?" The woman squinted her eyes, a glimmer of light glided across her eyes.

   "Why are you looking at me? Wouldn't I dare to touch Sanye's people?"

"San Ye really hates that girl. If you can get her away, you may still be grateful to me. After all, it was Mr. Fu who got it. San Ye must not go out to pay a little girl in person and openly talk to Fu. It's always right." The woman has already made a wishful thinking.

  "He really won't be held accountable?" The boy was suspicious.

   "Definitely not." The woman was sure.

   "Then this girl's house..."

"The wild girl from a small place, what is their family's ability to come to the capital to scream? Is it possible that our family will be afraid that he will not be successful? The Fu family also takes care of it out of politeness, and will not fall out for her and our family." Woman Qiao Xiao Yanran, but her eyes were cold.

   "If you like, just have fun."

  The young man lowered his head and took a sip of wine, thinking about Song Fengwan’s face and his legs, but he felt his throat a little hot and tight.

  **

  At this moment, Song Feng returned to the box late and the tea was ready.

  She was about to sit down opposite Fu Chen. Someone raised her eyelids. It was a big round table, sitting opposite each other, feeling very far away. He frowned, slightly displeased.

  Is so scary?

   "Come here."

   "No, I'm fine to sit here." Sit with him, isn't that terrible?

  "Do you want me to pass?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

  Song Feng was choked at night, "I'll go there then."

  She bit her head and sat next to Fu Chen, with a stool between them.

  Fu Shen tapped his fingers on the tabletop, slightly dull.

  She gritted her teeth and moved another place beside him before someone stopped beating.

  Song Fengwan took a breath.

  This person is really hard to serve. He is not willing to take care of himself, so why bother to be so close.

  She sat up straight, Yu Guang glanced at Fu Chen, only to realize that he was using his own cup.

  A thermos mug full of pitch black.

  Song Fengwan's eyes fell on the phone beside him again, a...

  Clamshell, old style mobile phone.

  His age, drinking tea in a thermos, using an old-age machine, and still believing in Buddhism and listening to drama?

  Weird temper and bad personality.

  It’s no wonder that I’m almost 30 and haven’t fallen in love yet.

  Song Feng thinks that Fu Chen is still a young child, inexplicably happy, typical high IQ and low EQ.

   But in the days to come, Fu Chen told her with practical actions that he was so wrong.

  (End of this chapter)