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

Is Yan Wangchuan an extremely selfish and stupid villain?

When he said this, even Yan Shaochen's eyelids twitched. He had seen Song Fengwan's slander earlier, if it was true that he stole the manuscript, if it was fake, wouldn't he hit her with a gun?

Typical courting death.

But Yan Wangchuan was surprised that he would give her the manuscript.

"When did I say uncle was stupid..." Yan Zhihuan failed to reprimand him, but was beaten up instead.

"The subtext of what you just said is that Uncle Yan will take sides with me and deceive everyone with me? Or did I get it wrong?" Song Fengwan walked towards her in a calm manner, picked up the purple clay pot on the table, and returned it to her. Pour yourself a glass of water.

His expression was natural, without any trace of nervousness, and Yan Zhihuan was already nervous...

Yan Shaochen was speechless, how could he drink tea here without panicking?

She really deserves to be the woman that the third master likes...

A calm item.

Yan Zhihuan faltered and couldn't find a suitable reason to explain. She was in a hurry just now, and no one could have imagined that Song Fengwan's mind was spinning so quickly, and she immediately caught her mistake, "I, I just..."

"Uncle Yan has always been a rigorous, objective and fair person. Although he doesn't talk much at ordinary times, he certainly won't be ignorant of right and wrong in this kind of matter."

Song Fengwan continued to raise Yan Wangchuan.

"I've only known him for how long. He took care of me because of his love for the house. Do you think he would give up the principles he insisted on for me?"

"Do you take me too seriously, or do you think he is too stupid?"

Yan Zhihuan's face was livid with fright, even though she knew she was eloquent, she didn't know how to speak and act, she was so forceful.

She couldn't stand it at all!

"By the way, there is one more thing..." Song Fengwan took a sip of tea, "Where did you find this manuscript? I hid it in a drawer. It's really not easy to find if you don't search carefully. "

"..." Yan Zhihuan was at a loss for words.

"I have a lot of valuable things in my drawer..."

"I didn't steal anything from you!" Yan Zhihuan was angry, "Don't change the subject."

"A thief calling for a thief, and slandering others with dirty hands and feet, it's really ridiculous." Song Fengwan snorted softly, with a contemptuous tone, and looked at her with his eyelids lifted, with disdain in his eyes.

"Song Fengwan!" Yan Zhihuan became anxious, rushed over and grabbed her arm, shaking her glass so much that the water in her glass splashed out.

"Yan Zhihuan, what else do you want to do!" The old lady was sullen, "Do you still want to do something here?"

"Grandma, she's talking nonsense, how could uncle give her such an important thing!"

Song Fengwan frowned, and pulled out his arm suddenly, with great force, Yan Zhihuan was caught off guard and nearly fell.

"About this point, you can ask Uncle Yan later. Don't make any moves. If you don't ask, you are already a thief. If you want to do it, don't be afraid of embarrassment. I will call the police immediately!"

"Stealing, intentionally hurting people, how many days do you want to go in?"

Yan Zhihuan was so frightened that he didn't dare to touch her again.

She glared fiercely at the person in front of her, wishing she could rush out and scratch her face.

"When Wang Chuan comes back, everything will come to light." The old lady was very shrewd, and she could tell from Song Fengwan's expression that she was not lying. She glanced at Yan Zhihuan and sighed angrily.

...

Yan Wangchuan called back halfway, but the old lady didn't say anything, just asked him to come back as soon as possible.

The territory of Nanjiang is not big, and Yan Wangchuan appeared in the living room after more than 20 minutes.

The old lady had never been so eager to find someone to inform him. He knew that something had happened. No one in the family dared to target the old lady. It must be for Qiao Aiyun and her daughter...

"What's the matter?" Accompanied by a deep and familiar bass, Yan Wangchuan had already stepped in.

He was wearing a neat black suit, a neatly pressed white shirt, and a meticulous dark tie. He looked stern and walked swiftly.

Usually, he is a person with a scarce expression and a cold and self-retaining person, but now his gloomy face adds to the aloofness that makes people shy away.

"I'm back." The old lady stroked her cane with her fingers, her expression as usual.

"En." Yan Wangchuan glanced at Qiao Aiyun.

The four eyes are facing each other.

She snorted coldly and turned her eyes away.

Yan Wangchuan was dumbfounded.

You were fine when you went out in the morning, why did you get angry all of a sudden?

"This..." The old lady put the manuscript on the table.

"Why is my manuscript here?"

"I also want to ask you." The old lady reached out to help her reading glasses.

"I gave this to Wanwan, why are you here?" Yan Wangchuan looked at Song Fengwan.

"She took it out of my room and said I stole it." Song Fengwan shrugged with an innocent face, "I told you a long time ago that this thing is too expensive and I can't take it. Finally, something happened. I am a thief, so I guess they want to drive me out."

"Presumptuous, let me see who dares!" Yan Wangchuan reprimanded sharply.

Yan Zhihuan's legs went limp from fright.

"Uncle, I..." Her tongue was jerky and she didn't know how to explain it.

"Is this really what you gave Wanwan?" the old lady asked.

Yan Wangchuan directly picked up the manuscript, and turned to the blank space on the last page, where there were a few lines written.

【Go further. 】

Signed: Yan Wangchuan.

Time: February 27.

Song Feng was a hundred days late on the day when he swore to be a teacher.

"I personally gave it to her on Wanwan's 100-day swearing-in day, and my inscription message. What's the problem?" Yan Wangchuan turned the page and threw it directly in front of Yan Zhihuan, "What did Wanwan steal?"

Yan Shaochen chuckled, "Didn't you just say that Uncle would conspire with him and favor her? This is Uncle's own handwriting, and it cannot be faked."

"The manuscript has been here for a long time. Song Fengwan probably doesn't have that kind of magic trick. Knowing that you will steal her things, I dug a hole with my uncle in advance to let you jump in."

"It's really fun now, how can you explain it?"

Five thunders hit the top, Yan Zhihuan was really scared this time.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Song Fengwan. She was holding a purple sand cup, drinking tea leisurely, as if she was completely out of it.

There was an inscription at the back of the manuscript, how could she not know, and waited for Yan Wangchuan to come back to slap her in the face.

What a vicious heart.

"You want to drive my daughter out?" Yan Wangchuan looked at her condescendingly, her strong aura made her tremble in fright.

"Uncle!" Yan Zhihuan's eyes turned red...

I cried.

"This is my home. Even if you do something wrong at night, it's not your turn to tell me what to do. If you want to drive her out, what are you!" Yan Wangchuan didn't give her any face.

Having just been slapped by his wife, I was feeling depressed from the bottom of my heart.

"I didn't do it on purpose, I just thought..." Yan Zhihuan couldn't argue, "I really didn't know you gave it to her."

She was crying, and a beautiful girl was crying so hard that it was hard to avoid pity.

But Yan Wangchuan was originally a hard-hearted person, and he was already bored, seeing her crying and frowning made him even more unhappy.

"It's you who slandered others, you didn't cry every night, why are you shedding tears!"

"..."

Yan Zhihuan was simply intimidated by him.

"We are a family. I need your approval to send something to my daughter?" Yan Wangchuan snorted, "What kind of grievances do you have with her that allow you to slander a child like this!"

Yan Zhihuan cried even harder.

child?

This stinky girl is not a child, she opened her bloody mouth just now, she could eat people.

"You're still crying! Wan Wan is so good, you slander her so much, that's how you treat her as a sister?"

"Your conscience won't hurt!"

Yan Shaochen stood aside and almost laughed.

Be good every night?

Uncle, your eyes may not be very good.

Song Fengwan took a sip of hot tea, "I heard that she likes this young master Xiao very much. Even if I had a little misunderstanding with him yesterday, you don't have to target me like this?"

Combined with Xiao Jingan entering the room and saying that he wanted to apologize, everyone quickly connected the matter.

Yan Zhihuan really likes Xiao Jingan, everyone knows this, because it is not impossible to target Song Fengwan like this.

"Uncle Yan, calm down and drink some tea." Song Fengwan poured Yan Wangchuan a glass of water, "Since it's all a misunderstanding, just solve it, and don't be angry."

The old lady raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Fengwan.

He bared his teeth and claws like a little tiger just now, but he actually started to speak for Yan Zhihuan?

Yan Zhihuan sniffed.

She would be so kind.

Even if Yan Wangchuan was angry, he couldn't face Song Fengwan, reached out to take the teacup, and took a sip of tea.

"I believe my sister didn't deliberately slander me, she is really thinking about you..."

"Yes, yes!" Yan Zhihuan nodded repeatedly.

But then Song Fengwan changed the subject, and she was frightened into a daze again.

"Actually, I don't care what my sister says about me, but she slandered me, didn't she slap my mother in the face? She also slapped you in the face."

"If you hadn't proved it for me this time, I would have been framed as a thief and kicked out of Yan's house..."

"Where will you and my mother go?"

Yan Zhihuan's head was blank, looking at Yan Wangchuan's increasingly cold face, tears were hanging on his eyelashes, precarious...

This woman is a devil!

"If this delays your marriage, I will really be guilty of a great crime. But I believe she must only target me, not to destroy your marriage with my mother."

Song Fengwan's eyebrows were curved, and his face was innocent.

The old lady rubbed her cane with her fingertips and raised her eyebrows slightly.

He had known for a long time that this girl was not simple, so with a few words, she actually diverted the disaster to other places, and directly poked Yan Wangchuan's most sensitive nerve.

Straight into the minefield.

"Uncle, I really didn't want to ruin your marriage, I really didn't mean that..." Yan Zhihuan sobbed, so frightened that he couldn't hear his voice well.

"You have the guts!" Yan Wangchuan's forehead was suddenly tinged with veins.

"Uncle..." Yan Zhihuan looked at his cold and oppressive face, and turned to beg the old lady, "Grandma, I never thought of ruining uncle's wedding, I really didn't think so..."

The old lady didn't want to look at her at all, "Why did I know this before!"

"grandmother……"

"Young minister, throw her out for me, it's dirty my house, you won't be welcome in our house in the future!" Yan Wangchuan said directly.

Yan Zhihuan turned pale, "Uncle, I was wrong!"

She knelt and crawled, trying to beg Yan Wangchuan.

Not allowed to come here? Then what should she do in the future?

Everything she has now was given to her by the Yan family, without the Yan family, she is nothing...

Just when she was about to meet Yan Wangchuan, Yan Shaochen grabbed her arm, "Don't lean in any more, you'll dirty his clothes and make him anxious, I'm afraid you won't be able to go out unharmed."

Yan Zhihuan froze, not daring to move.

No matter how much she wailed and begged for mercy, no one in the living room spoke.

When she was dragged out, Yan Wangchuan squinted at Xiao Jingan who was on the side.

He has been dumbfounded by several twists and turns of the matter.

"Why are you here?"

"Uncle." Xiao Jing'an had a strange look on his face, and he looked at him like a light on his back, feeling uneasy, "I just want to apologize to Miss Song, I, I'm going first..."

"What happened in our house today..."

"I don't know anything, Grandma Yan, I'll come to see you another day..." Xiao Jingan left Yan's house as if fleeing.

Mmp, that little girl is too cruel.

Already gaining the upper hand, he still beat him repeatedly, looked down on Yan Wangchuan, ruined the wedding, and every hat he took off would be fatal, too ruthless.

The sea breeze blew, and Xiao Jing'an's back felt a little chilly.

This Song Fengwan definitely wants her life.

**

But now the Yan family, after this incident, everyone knows that Yan Wangchuan not only has a deep-rooted love for Qiao Aiyun, but also loves Song Fengwan very much, and he dare not neglect them.

Qiao Aiyun is cooking in the kitchen, Yan Wangchuan is standing beside him, he is clumsy and has always been disliked, while the old lady is sitting on the sofa and continuing to embroider mandarin ducks on the red satin.

Song Fengwan was in the yard, helping Yan Shaochen transplant the Fugui tree into a new flowerpot.

"You were too cruel to Yan Zhihuan just now." Yan Shaochen took a shovel and loosened the soil around the loose basin.

"When my mother and I first entered Yan's house, there were already a lot of people staring at us. This time, it's time to stand up and let some people know that we are not easy to bully."

"Besides, when attacking the enemy, you have to be more ruthless."

"Let them know that they are afraid the first time, and they won't dare to do it again after hitting her! Right, Brother Shaochen."

Yan Shaochen's back felt cold.

elder brother?

He dare not agree.

Song Fengwan may have long wanted to make an example of others and to stand in front of Yan's family, but Yan Zhihuan had hit the gunpoint, he really deserved it.

Wanwan was really taken away by the third master, this little head is so fast...

The one who killed the enemy with his mighty power really hit her muzzle.

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