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

Chapter 33: Think about him all night, stay closer

Chapter 33 Miss him all night, stay closer

Cheng Tianyi was full of Song Fengwan's eyes, and forgot that there was a vicious dog in Fu Shen's house.

was chased by it all the way, and ran directly out of the boundary of the capital of Yunjin, Fu Xinhan wagged his tail and walked back.

The public and sharp dog barking, called the silent night, shook people's hearts and livers. When Cheng Tian was over again, his back was already cold and sweaty. He can clearly remember that he just turned his head back...

The dog's teeth under the street lamp were sharp and radiating cold light.

What a special thing, he had never thought in his life that he would be chased and killed by a dog in two ways!

Dead dog, you better not fall into my hands.

Otherwise I will kill you!

Cheng Tianyi’s car parked near the school, racing all the way home, and directly kicking in.

The woman in the living room tilted her head and glanced at him, "Who provoked you? Such a fire?"

"It's okay." He had no face to say that he was scared by a dog.

"I heard people say that you are going to be interested in Song Fengwan? Did you help her out today?"

"You are really well informed." The school is not a private place.

"What's the matter? I'm flat?" The woman chuckled, with a little teasing, "Didn't you tell me that any woman can handle it? That's not going to work?"

"As far as I know, she doesn't even look at you directly."

"I am here to study hard, I think you should not provoke her."

The tone seemed to be very considerate of him.

"You don't need to worry about it!" Cheng Tianyi went straight upstairs as he said, the bedroom door was slammed to the sky.

The woman downstairs turned her mouth and her eyes were cold.

She knows this younger brother too well, so she can't be stimulated the most.

I definitely didn’t get any benefit from Song Fengwan today. I’ll give you another excitement. It’s really hard to say.

She has been chasing Fu Chen for so long, it is natural to know that Fu Chen has never entered a woman there. For all those who pretend to him, everyone has equal opportunities. Now there is a little girl living in?

Even if you are underage...

I can’t keep that too!

In the Yunjin Capital at this moment

Song Feng came into the house late, staring at Fu Chen, his mouth twitched, and his smile was extraordinarily cunning.

Some ill intentions.

"I'm back, hurry up and eat something." Uncle Nian asked Song Fengwan to sit down, "It's made for you. I haven't made supper for a long time. How do you taste it?"

Said Song Fengwan and walked to the side.

During the time when Uncle Nian gave her supper, Fu Xinhan had already walked into the living room with his head shaken, his toes high and his head tilted up, unbelievably arrogant.

Fu Shen Qingkuo: This stupid dog, the fox is fake, and who learned this bad habit.

When it walked in front of Fu Chen, it squatted down, shook it, and began to sell cute.

A look like asking for credit.

His eyes kept aiming at the beef strip beside Fu Chen.

Fu Shen raised his eyebrows, fed him two, and touched his dog's head by the way.

Fu Xinhan was satisfied instantly, rubbing against his feet.

The dog's life is complete.

Song Fengwan was still considering how to talk to Fu Chen. He originally wanted to wait until he finished eating to tell him, but suddenly he got up, "rest early after eating."

said and went upstairs.

This made her a little annoyed, and ashamed to stop him, she could only watch his figure disappear at the corner of the stairs.

"San Ye, Miss Song clearly has something to say to you." The man who had just walked upstairs couldn't help but speak.

Fu Shen cares about Song Fengwan. Everyone can see that she has something to do with him now. Isn’t it a perfect opportunity to get close to her?

"It should be about Cheng Tianyi." Fu Chen's tone was determined.

"He is indeed troublesome, he is also a famous gangster in the circle, and he is too courageous. Knowing that Miss Song lives with you, he dare to follow? Miss Song may want to ask you for help."

Heroes save the beauty.

Easiest childbirth.

The third master of his family would let this opportunity slip away in vain?

"No chance tonight, she will talk to me tomorrow morning."

The man just wanted to ask the reason, Fu Chen had already entered the house and closed the door.

"Why have to wait until tomorrow morning, that Cheng Tianyi is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If it doesn't, it will really cause trouble."

"San Ye, don’t you understand? Miss Song didn’t say anything tonight. It must have been all night for this matter. Who are you thinking about this night..."

The man suddenly said, "Fuck, it's our third master?"

"if not?"

"It's too dark."

Fu's family is good at strategy and heart-breaking. This is vividly reflected in Fu Chen.

Song Feng’s night, he was really full of thoughts about how to talk to Fu Chen and give his own suggestions.

a whole night……

Think of him.

Early the next morning

When Song Feng came downstairs in the evening, Uncle Nian was already preparing breakfast. Everyone in the living room was busy, but Fu Chen was not seen.

"What do you want for breakfast? Lean meat porridge, siu mai, steamed buns..." Northerners still dominate pasta.

"Is San Ye in the small study room?"

"I'm here."

"Then I'll go over and say hello first." Song Fengwan said that he hurried to the small study room.

Uncle Nian is a happy one.

This young man, development is fast.

Before he looked unhappy, I will inquire about San Ye's whereabouts today.

The door of the small study was hidden, she tapped twice, "San Ye, can you come in?"

"Go in." He may have been silent for a long time, and his throat was a bit dry and dull.

When Song Feng pushed the door in the evening, Fu Chen was still the same as before, copying scriptures at the desk, and the old phonograph was playing the Peking opera verses she hadn’t heard before, and the bronze furnace smoke, but he actually wore a white dress today. Shirt...

Like winter white plum, proud of style, thin and fairy.

She thought that Fu Chen was suitable for black, mysterious and introverted; at this moment, she felt that white was even more called him, and she was unique.

"San Ye, I actually have something I want to tell you..." Song Fengwan hesitated for a moment, but still hesitated.

"Huh?" Fu Chen glanced at him with raised eyebrows.

"Yes, I went to school yesterday, and there is someone in our class..."

"What did you say?" Fu Chen asked, not seeming to hear what she was saying.

It may be that the opera is too loud, Song Fengwan didn’t dare to ask him to shut it down directly, so he had to get close to him, "...actually last night, when I went home..."

She and Fu Chen asked for it, but they were not sure at all, lacked confidence, and couldn't raise their voices.

"Inaudible."

"I meant to say, I was yesterday..."

"Get closer." Fu Chen frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.

Song Fengwan almost touched him with his arm right now.

"San Ye, I have something to discuss with you..."

"Say, I'm listening." He leaned over, listening to his ears.

The voice was pressed, slightly low, and his ears moved towards him, almost rubbing Song Fengwan’s lips...

She blinked, her pupils shrinking slightly, because his profile suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes.

Exquisite to impeccable.

"Huh? Didn't you have something to tell me, why don't you continue..."

He suddenly turned his head.