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

Chapter 58: Hold tightly

Chapter 58 Hold tightly

Song Fengwan didn't plan to cry in front of Fu Chen, but something had been pressing in her heart for too long.

My father cheated, and the illegitimate daughter came home. She was ashamed to talk about this kind of thing and didn't dare to tell others.

She knows that many people are waiting to see their jokes. She can't let people see a little sadness, so she can only endure it.

She hated Jiang Fengya in her heart, and even more resented her father, but when she thought that her parents' relationship was so tight that she might get divorced at any time, the panic and helplessness that grew from the bottom of her heart almost broke her.

She always hoped that when she returned to Yuncheng, all this was like a dream, nothing happened.

And today’s events shattered her already fragmented fantasy.

The autumn breeze in the capital was cool and bleak, and Song Fengwan was sore and painful from his throat to his chest, and he didn't have the energy to look directly into Fu Chen's eyes.

She sniffed her nose, her eyes flushed red, she stretched out her hands to wrap her clothes tightly, stomped her feet, trying to divert her attention, "San Ye, thank you for coming over, I'm fine."

Her voice was dull, with a strong nasal sound, which made Fu Chen distraught.

"You come closer."

"Huh?" Song Fengwan held his feet, staring at the toe of the shoe with soreness and pain, tears instantly blurred his vision.

Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows and took a step forward, and the distance between the two of them instantly narrowed.

"What's the matter?" Song Fengwan subconsciously wanted to hide.

"Don't move!" Fu Chen's voice was deep, with an incapable beak.

He released the hand that clamped her, and unbuttoned the suit jacket.

"San Ye..." Before Song Feng's voice came to an end, her jacket had already wrapped her.

Fu Shen slid his fingers on the collar of his jacket, seeming to be tidying up, his expression serious and focused.

Song Fengwan was squeezed between his jacket and Fu Chen's body, unable to advance or retreat.

"Song Feng Night."

"Huh?" Her voice became dull and small, for fear that Fu Chen would hear something strange.

Fu Chen's eyes were dark, and he sighed a little helplessly, "It's...it's impossible."

is almost the last word.

He violently tightened his jacket with his fingers, Song Fengwan was caught off guard, and his whole body fell into Fu Chen's arms.

She is stiff.

Like thunder and exploding, his head was completely blank.

She twisted her body subconsciously, but Fu Chen's force was too great, and she couldn't get rid of it. Instead, he was pressed hard in her arms. Her fingers were at a loss to grasp his clothes and wrinkle a layer of folds.

"At a young age, don't hide so many things." Fu Chen said with a dumb voice when she saw that she was no longer moving.

Since Song Fengwan arrived at his home, she has been careful and careful. The more this is, the harder she has been. How can she be like a okay person when such a big event has happened at home.

"I feel uncomfortable, cry as I want to cry." Fu Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her hair.

The movements were gentle and the voice was soft. Song Fengwan clenched his clothes tightly, tears falling, and wet his clothes, making his heart hurt.

The Fu family on the side was relieved.

Especially Shifang, reached out to Qianjiang, showing a kindly aunt-like smile, "It's so special that I took it, but I was so anxious to death."

"San Ye's recent Korean drama, I didn't watch it in vain."

"In this case, you should just fall down and hug you."

Qianjiang glanced at him, "Speaking as if you were right?"

"How do you know that I haven't engaged in a partner?" Shifang became anxious when he heard this. After all, he was too young to be embarrassed to say that he had never been in a relationship.

"We eat, wear, and live together, what do you say?" Qian Jiang's words made him blue with anger.

"Damn, I can’t find a girlfriend when I’m with you every day. If I’m so single, don’t think about it!" Shifang snorted.

Qianjiang glanced at him and ignored him.

Here, Song Feng cried for a while, feeling more comfortable before leaving Fu Chen's arms, looking at the wet tears on his chest, and biting his lips tightly.

"San Ye..."

"What are you doing out?" Fu Chen turned off the topic directly.

"I'll buy my mom something to eat." She sniffed, and then she remembered that she was not doing business.

Fu Shen glanced around. There were many small restaurants on the opposite side, but it was past lunch time and there were no people.

"Then I will go first." Song Feng bowed his head to cross the road in the evening, forgetting to observe whether there were any passing vehicles.

Fu Shen stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist directly. A battery car almost wiped her clothes and galloped past.

"I will accompany you over."

Fu Chen pulled her across the road slowly, fingers seemingly unintentionally going down, and when they met her slightly stiff fingers, Song Feng frowned, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, he already held it harder and tighter. Hold it in the palm of your hand.

Intimacy.

Song Fengwan looked down at the hands between the two, his heartbeat tingling, panic.

She moved her finger, but was not willing to withdraw it.

Fu Shen wanted to go a step further with her, but the time was wrong, and her heart was already in a mess. If she was stimulated by anything, she would move out of her own house if she didn't keep the balance, and Fu Chen couldn't afford to gamble.

"This shop, I'll buy a rice bowl." Song Fengwan pointed to a small restaurant.

"I'm waiting for you outside." Fu Chen let go, his expression as calm as ever.

Song Feng nodded late and got into the restaurant.

Fu Shen didn't know how to coax a girl at all. He thought for a while, took out his cell phone, and made a call. Among the people he knew, he was the one who had a better relationship with the opposite sex.

"Hey——" The other party's voice has a thick nasal cavity.

"Is it me, caught a cold?" Rare concern.

"Just coming down from the snow mountain, I feel a little uncomfortable..."

"take care."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, "...Fuck, Fu San, why would you take the initiative to call me? You still care about me?"

Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows, this magical arc of reflection, "Ask you one thing."

"Yeah, you actually have something to ask me? Oh, you are so cruel and determined to block me before? You have something to block me, so don't take the initiative to look for me."

Fu Shen was silent for a few minutes, this man...

"You said that we have been in friendship for so many years, we met at the age of seven, childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, you treat me like this..."

"When you were eight, you said you would cut off your robes with me."

The other side choked, "Isn't it a special time to reconcile at the age of nine? Did you almost end up with Jinlan?"

"Then you provoke my father, and he took a stick and beat him out of my house."

"You don't want to ask me for something? You just talk to me with this attitude? You have a nice sentence, and I will help you."

Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows and hung up the phone directly.

This person really gave him a good face and immediately climbed along the pole, and he couldn't get used to it.

The person on the opposite side was stunned.

He is the one who called him, and he is the one who hangs up.

Fu Shen, do I want to cut off from you!

hugged, finally hugged, haha...

Although the timing is wrong, it can be considered as intimate contact, let’s spread flowers

also secretly poked a little hand, tusk