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

Yunjin Capital

Qiao Xiyan looked at the light and squinted to check the blades of the knives. These knives are small, but the blades are extremely sharp and hidden.

Especially under the light, the silver-silver blade is terrifying.

"Master Qiao, have some tea." Uncle Nian looked at him, his smile became more and more kind, "I was fortunate enough to meet Master Qiao before, and you still look a bit like him."

"That's right." Qiao Xiyan put down the knife and took the tea with both hands.

"The old man always said that Qiao Lao is crazy about jade. I think you Qiao family are all the same."

Qiao Xiyan didn't refute this, "By the way, how old is Third Master Fu this year?"

"I'm 27 after my birthday this year. Are you almost the same age?"

Similar to yourself? He just said that Fu Chen is middle-aged and old, this...

He touched his nose and said nothing.

Only then did Qiao Xiyan remember going to Fu's house before, and Mr. Qiao also mentioned that when he just bought something, he subconsciously classified him as an elder.

He usually doesn't like socializing and entertainment, and he doesn't know how to buy gifts. When the supermarket shopping guide asked, he said, "Send it to the elders."

No wonder Fu Chen looked wrong just now.

Nowadays, it is said on the Internet that the post-90s generation has a mid-life crisis, and Fu Chen is similar.

**

Naturally, dinner was eaten at home. After getting some Beijing-style specialties, and scalding warm wine, Qiao Xiyan drank a few cups.

Fu Chen dabbled extensively and chatted with Qiao Xiyan.

"I would like to thank the third master for taking care of Wanwan these days. If you have time to play in Wusu, I will be the host."

"Yes, you are too polite."

"How about the Buddha beads I sent you last time, I was in a hurry, and I didn't choose carefully. Next time I encounter good wood, I will polish a bunch for you myself."

After all, Fu Chen took care of Song Fengwan for so long, and he didn't complain, saying that everything was right.

When Song Fengwan heard this, her face immediately flushed, and she looked at Fu Chen at a loss.

Fu Chen's expression didn't change, his fingers rubbed the chopsticks, and he looked at Song Fengwan calmly.

The little girl bit her lip and almost cried.

"Did you say Buddha beads?" Fu Chen's words were warm and soft, and the tone of voice fell in Song Fengwan's ears, like Ling Chi.

Qiao Xiyan really loves her, but she won't condone herself when it comes to serious matters.

"Yeah, I left in a hurry last time, I didn't see you, I asked you to give it to you late."

"Really..." Fu Chen stammered the words on the tip of his tongue, one word at a time, looking at the person diagonally opposite, when he was about to speak, his calf suddenly hurt...

"Cough - cousin, drink more." She poured a glass of wine for Qiao Xiyan.

"I still have business tomorrow, why drink so much." He came here and really wanted to buy jade wool.

"That Buddha bead..." Fu Chen spoke again.

Song Fengwan raised her foot and kicked him directly on his knee, looking at him pitifully.

Fu Chen frowned.

The little girl became more courageous, and actually kicked him?

It's pathetic after the kick.

If one fails, then kick.

Naturally, Qiao Xiyan couldn't see it, but the Fu family standing on the side could see it clearly.

I'm darling, it's okay to kick it for a while, but keep kicking?

When did the third master of his family have such a good temper?

"That Buddha bead is very good, I like it very much." Fu Chen paused on the tip of his tongue, and the conversation turned, Song Fengwan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see that you also have a lot of research on jade. If you go to Wu Su, I can take you to visit your home." Qiao Xiyan was unaware of the interaction between the two at the bottom of the table.

"Third Master, you have some vegetables." Song Fengwan smiled and helped Fu Chen with pickled cabbage and mutton.

Fu Chen smiled at her, which was meaningful.

**

After eating and drinking, Fu Chen and Qiao Xiyan sat on the sofa and watched the news broadcast together.

Most of the discussions between the two men were about current political affairs. Song Fengwan couldn't understand and couldn't sit still.

She went to the kitchen to help Uncle Nian. When she thought of kicking Fu Chen, she felt uneasy.

"Okay, don't stay here, help me bring out the tea." Uncle Nian said with a smile.

Song Fengwan could only bite the bullet and go out to deliver tea.

Qiao Xiyan was not sitting on the sofa at the moment, only Fu Chen.

"Your cousin went out to answer the phone." Fu Chen explained.

"Well, you drink tea." Song Fengwan bent over and handed over the tea, Fu Chen stared at her, but did not speak.

That look made her shy ears hot.

"Just now kicking me was very exciting."

"Third Master, I..." Song Fengwan bit her lip, embarrassed.

"Six in total."

Song Fengwan lowered her head and dared not speak.

"The foot is quite heavy." Fu Chen snorted lightly, "You are the first person who dared to kick me."

"Third Master, I was wrong."

Fu Chen heard the sound of heavy footsteps from far to near, he got up slightly and reached out to take the teacup.

When she came back to her senses, Fu Chen was already holding a teacup, and the old god sat down, as if nothing had happened.

Qiao Xiyan has also come over, "Wan Wan, why are you in a daze?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Song Fengwan's heart was beating wildly, her fingers were clutching the corners of her clothes, and she was at a loss in panic.

Haha, late night, you are going to die of laughing at me~

What can you do, I can't help you.

*

Now it is said that the post-90s generation has a mid-life crisis, and I really...

I want to squat quietly in the corner.