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

Song Fengwan reached out and touched the hot and red ears, always feeling that someone was talking about her non-stop. There was a book spread out in front of her, and her mobile phone was hidden under it, and she was sending messages with Qiao Aiyun.

The chat was nothing more than her birthday in a few days.

This is her first birthday without family.

Although I feel uncomfortable, I am more looking forward to it, thinking about how I will spend that day with Fu Chen...

After Qiao Aiyun became pregnant, she was unemployed at home, so she was inevitably a little sentimental. Thinking of Song Fengwan who was alone and helpless, her eyes instantly turned red.

"If you are really worried about her, I will ask Wang Chuan to go to the capital on her birthday." The old lady of the Yan family said that a girl who is studying thousands of miles away is really worried.

"No, she just came back not long ago, so I don't need to go to her all the time, I just miss her." Qiao Aiyun has long regretted agreeing to her going to the capital to study.

She knew that when the child reached a certain age, she should let go, but...

The mountains are high and the water is far away, and there is no one to take care of them, so I can't feel at ease.

"Old Fu's birthday next month, Wang Chuan will definitely be there, and then I will go to see her, and when she goes to study by herself next night, you can make a video call with her again," the old lady comforted.

Yan Wangchuan was sitting on the single sofa, looking down at a pregnancy handbook, "Actually, you don't have to worry about her at all..."

His tone was firm, he was originally a person with a sparse expression, but when he said this, there was a hint of sarcasm.

"What do you mean by that?" When Qiao Aiyun heard this, she felt unhappy from the bottom of her heart.

And he said this, why is it a bit indifferent and careless.

"Yeah, Wang Chuan, what do you mean don't worry." The old lady also thought it was very inappropriate for him to say this.

Yan Wangchuan thought that Fu Chen was in the capital. How could this guy be bullied by Song Fengwan in the capital. He was far away from his parents, relatives and friends. The two of them might not know where to be cool and what to worry about.

But he couldn't say this reason, and could only be glared at by the two women in the family.

"You are talking nonsense." The old lady sighed, "Ai Yun, don't listen to him, he has been stupid since he was a child, let alone only 18 in Wanwan, he is 28, 38, in the eyes of his mother, he is a child, and when he travels far away Definitely worried."

"I'll serve you soup, don't argue with him, you clumsy tongue."

After the old lady left, Qiao Aiyun took a deep look at Yan Wangchuan.

"..." Yan Wangchuan stroked the book, not knowing how to explain.

"You sleep in the guest room tonight." Qiao Aiyun was already in a bad mood, and his words obviously added fuel to the fire.

If he hadn't been very nice to Song Fengwan, she would have wondered if he hated Wanwan very much. If that was the case, then things would be a big deal...

Yan Wangchuan frowned, blaming Fu Chen.

At this moment, he could already foresee how tragically he would "die" when their relationship was exposed in the future.

**

On the day of Song Fengwan's birthday, she received a call from Qiao Aiyun early in the morning, telling her not to forget to eat noodles.

Yan Wangchuan personally designed a set of jewelry for her. Eighteen years old is a coming-of-age ceremony, which has different meanings, so of course he pays more attention to it.

Qiao Aiyun gave her a set of cosmetics, perfume and skirt, saying that she will be a big girl in the future.

The old lady and Qiao's family were more down-to-earth, and they all gave red envelopes.

Song Fengwan only had three or four classes in the morning that day. After school, she invited two roommates in the dormitory to have lunch.

They are all students and don't have that much money. Song Fengwan didn't tell them about their birthdays in advance. The three of them agreed that whoever's birthday will be treated, and the others will be responsible for buying cakes.

When the three of them had dinner and returned to the dormitory, they happened to pick up the package from Qiao Aiyun at the express delivery point.

Although Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating didn't know the brands, they knew that they were worth a lot just by looking at the packaging.

"Wanwan, are you going to wear this on a date tonight?" Miao Yating unfolded the skirt Qiao Aiyun gave her, "This dress is so beautiful."

Song Fengwan glanced at it and nodded slightly.

"Put on makeup before going out, dress up." Girls are always very excited when they see cosmetics.

"No need." Song Fengwan used to attend banquets before, and he had to hire someone to do makeup, and he was a little handicapped in this regard, "It's too troublesome."

"No trouble, you don't know how to let me help you." Miao Yating has a little research on makeup.

"I really don't need it, I'll just go out and have a meal..."

No matter what Song Fengwan said, the two of them pressed her on the chair for a long time in a daze.

...

Fu Chen's car was still parked by the bamboo forest at the back of the dormitory. Tonight, he made an appointment with Duan Linbai and the others. After having dinner to celebrate her birthday, it was time for the two of them to be alone.

The location is a hot spring club on the outskirts of the capital.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, Shifang breathed out, holding the steering wheel with both hands, drowsy, tired in spring and autumn, which was vividly reflected in him.

Fu Chen's phone vibrated.

For Qian Jiang's information, because Fu Chen was already used to someone's simple and rude reporting process, the task of protecting Song Fengwan was replaced by Qian Jiang.

And last time in the remedial class, Shifang's combat effectiveness has been fully demonstrated.

In Qian Jiang's description: "Too weak."

"Too embarrassing."

"Too rubbish."

Because of these two words, Shi Fang almost got into a fight with him.

I am indeed not as rude as you, you have been a soldier, you are awesome.

You say I am weak, I admit it; what is rubbish, this is a naked personal attack.

Fu Chen only knew that the two of them went home to solve the problem, and when they came back the next day, Shifang limped a leg, which he said he fell at home.

He was injured and disabled for a few days, so naturally he couldn't continue to follow Song Fengwan. The two of them changed their tasks logically, and he even took a few days of sick leave for this.

Fu Chen glanced at the phone.

Qian Jiang: [Third Master, Miss Song has gone out. 】

[High energy ahead. 】

high energy?

As soon as Fu Chen looked up, he saw that Song Fengwan had already walked over.

It was early autumn at this time, although it was cool in the morning and evening, the sun was scorching like fire at noon, she was wearing a short white skirt with a collarbone, her collarbone was exquisite, her skin was fair, her long black curly hair was tied up, her steps were a little big, her head was slightly bowed, The chest is rounded, the waist is slender, and the legs are long and straight.

Fu Chen seldom sees her wearing makeup, her eyebrows are like black, and her lips are like peach.

The autumn wind was blowing slowly, and her hair was blowing in all directions, which was too beautiful to behold.

She quickly got into the car, still panting slightly, the clothes Qiao Aiyun gave her were too slim, it was tightly attached to her body, a little uncomfortable.

Feeling Fu Chen's sizing up, meeting his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Song Fengwan felt a little uneasy.

I usually attend dinner parties at home, and I have dressed up like this before, but I don't want to please anyone, and naturally I don't care about other people's eyes.

Now that she has someone she cares about, she is naturally a little nervous, her eyelashes tremble slightly, she looks up at Fu Chen, but she hasn't spoken yet...

Fu Chen had already leaned over and pecked lightly on her lips, "You are beautiful today."

The voice was deep and sweet, and Song Fengwan's ears felt hot, and his head was a little dizzy.

His voice was low and flattering, he gently rubbed the tip of his nose against hers, his ears were ambiguous and itchy, "Don't dress up like this from now on..."

"Um?"

"It's so beautiful that I don't want to show it to other people." The hot and humid breath fell on her ear, as if it was going to burn the skin, "Wan Wan..." The line of voice slipped to the lowest point.

It makes people palpitate.

"What?"

Fu Chen leaned against her ear and said in a low voice, "You really... all belong to me today?"

Shi Fang started the car in despair, he couldn't live this day, although he didn't hear what Fu Chen said, but the little girl blushed like that, it must be lewd words.

An old man who has been a vegetarian for many years is really blind to wandering around.

**

Spa club

Before Fu Chen and Song Fengwan arrived, Duan Linbai had already arrived. He checked in yesterday, soaked in the hot spring all morning, and was lying in the private room eating melon seeds and brushing Weibo.

Jing Hanchuan arrived after two o'clock, carrying two small red koi in his hands, saying that he bought them on the way.

"Si Nian hasn't come yet?"

"It's to get the cake, so it will be later." Duan Linbai looked at Erlang's legs without any image at all.

About half an hour later, the door of the box was pushed open, and Fu Sinian appeared at the door first.

"Yo—eldest nephew." Duan Linbai greeted him.

He glanced back, holding the cake in one hand, and pulling someone in with the other. Yu Manxi didn't intend to come over, but Song Fengwan called her and said that she was the only girl who had nothing to do with a group of men, so let her come with yourself.

The little girl acted coquettishly, so she agreed.

She knew that the people who came here today were all Fu Sinian's friends, and she was afraid that her attire would overwhelm the audience, so she spent a lot of effort on dressing, but Fu Sinian complained about being old-fashioned, which almost pissed her off.

She shouldn't have hoped that a straight man who died at home would have any aesthetics.

When I entered the door, I wanted to say hello to them and make a good impression, but in the end...

What came into view was Duan Linbai wearing short-sleeved pants, and Ge You lying on the sofa, with two white legs dangling, so conspicuous, swaying all over, completely disregarding the image, still eating melon seeds in his mouth.

That image is really indescribable.

She had seen Duan Linbai drunk before, but she was too shocked at that time and didn't take a closer look at him. Seeing him acting like this now, she was so stunned that she couldn't speak for a long time.

Duan Linbai did not expect that Fu Sinian would bring someone over.

"Fuck!" He hurriedly got up and wiped his mouth, "You want to bring someone here, why didn't you tell me earlier, and prepare for me too."

"Mr. Duan." Yu Manxi lowered his head, unable to bear to look at him directly. They had dinner twice, and he was wearing a suit and leather shoes. He did not expect to be so unruly in private.

Fu Sinian clung to her ear, "Third Uncle nicknamed him Duan Lang, the prodigal Lang."

Yu Manxi let out a muffled laugh.

"That's Jinghanchuan." Fu Sinian introduced him, "Including third uncle and... auntie, there are 6 people."

Every time he called Song Fengwan, he felt like gnashing his teeth.

The koi in Jinghanchuan are packed in plastic bags. He squinted his eyes and poked the paper bag twice. The light from the crystal lamp refracted the water and fell on his face.

The water color is boundless.

"Si Nian, actually succumbed to Fu Chen's lust and called you aunt?"

"It's not your third uncle, of course you don't need to give in."

"You are really depraved."

"He is my third uncle. It is a traditional virtue to respect the old and love the young."

This is the first time Yu Manxi has seen Fu Sinian slander someone, and he is so venomous, saying that his third uncle is old...

Duan Linbai had already changed his clothes and came out. It was not surprising that he criticized Fu Chen's behavior with his vicious tongue. The four of them had a good relationship since they were young. The three of them had always fought each other, and he was in charge of watching the show.

When the devil fights, a rookie like him can't participate, and these three people never affect him.

Duan Linbai once complained, "Why don't you take him to play every time you fight each other."

Fu Sinian: "The IQ is not on the same level, how can we play together?"

Jing Hanchuan: "I'm afraid you will turn around and say that we bullied people."

Fu Chen was the most ruthless, and said to him with a smile, "Come on, let me play with you, don't cry."

Damn, you laugh so crazy, you can play dead.

"Xiao Yu, don't stand, just sit down." Duan Linbai greeted her.

"I heard you arrived yesterday?" Fu Sinian put the cake aside, pulled Yu Manxi to sit down, and poured her a glass of water. The two of them always get along with a little formality and alienation, obviously they haven't fully adapted to each other. identity.

Duan Linbai nodded, "Yeah, come to work as a coolie. I shouldn't have invited Fu San to cooperate. This guy actually took advantage of me. What are you talking about? If I don't help him, he will withdraw his capital."

"Why did you ask him to help him?" Jing Hanchuan poked at the plastic bag tirelessly, scaring the koi inside.

"What else is there, let's decorate the suite." Duan Linbai ate melon seeds and said casually, "My sister-in-law is 18 today, and Fu San probably plans to sacrifice herself."

"To be simple and vulgar, it is plotting against others, and I want to applaud and have sex with her for love."

"Literature and art say that they want to have a deep union of soul and body with her."

"Ahem——" Yu Manxi choked on the tea...

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The combination of spirit and flesh, Langlang, you are afraid that you want to be beaten

Third Master: Come here, let me play with you, don’t cry

Brother Duan: ...