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

After Fu Chen said this, Song Fengwan couldn't wait any longer, feeling uneasy, like sitting on pins and needles.

"Cousin, third master, I'm going to study first."

Without waiting for the two to speak, they hurried to the second floor.

Fu Chen smiled lowly and stepped two steps in one step, as if there were evil ghosts chasing her.

After the news broadcast ended, Fu Chen and Qiao Xiyan went back to their rooms to rest after reading the weather forecast.

Qiao Xiyan drove over from Wu Su before dawn. She was already very tired. After taking a shower, she went to the studio to find Song Fengwan.

He didn't expect that Fu Chen would set aside a room for her to study, it was quiet and the atmosphere was good.

Selfishly, Fu Chen is not as cold-faced and ruthless as the outside world rumored to be.

"The exam is coming next week, how are you preparing?" Qiao Xiyan looked at Song Fengwan's sketches.

He knows how to draw, but not good at sketching.

When they polish and carve jade, they will trace the pattern in advance, most of which are gods, Buddhas, spirits, animals, flowers, birds, fish and insects.

"It's okay." Song Fengwan was not good at it, and he didn't have the confidence to speak.

"Just do your best, don't try too hard." Qiao Xiyan turned to look at the radiator on one side, "The art exam is over, it's time for the school exam. Which art academy are you going to take?"

"The Beijing Academy of Fine Arts..."

"The Academy of Fine Arts near Wu Su is good, and it's close to home." When Qiao Xiyan heard her mentioning the capital, her brows furrowed slightly, "The mountains and rivers are far away, and there is no acquaintance to take care of you, so I don't worry about you coming here to study. "

"It's not that you don't have acquaintances, the third master..." Song Fengwan blurted out.

"Not what?"

"Isn't it an acquaintance?" She hesitated.

"What's his relationship with you? Why do people take care of you? How long have you been together, how familiar are you, and how embarrassing are you to keep bothering people?"

After Song Fengwan heard this, he thought about it, and his cousin was right.

It's not a relative, so why bother him.

"Before, the Fu family felt that they owed you and wanted to make up for it, but we couldn't make further progress and always trouble others." Qiao Xiyan said earnestly.

"I know." Song Fengwan bit her lip, put down the charcoal pen, and lost her interest in drawing.

Her phone vibrated twice, Fu Chen's message, she hurriedly held the phone in her hand, and carefully unlocked it to check the message, for fear of being seen by Qiao Xiyan.

Josie Yan was rubbing the radiator at the moment, and didn't notice her strangeness at all.

[How long will it take to draw? What time does it end? 】

[I have already returned to my room. 】

【I am waiting for you to come. 】

Song Fengwan only felt her palms get hot, and replied with a message.

[I have to draw for a while, why don't you rest earlier? 】

Just now he kicked Fu Chen himself, he would definitely not forgive her lightly.

After more than ten seconds, Fu Chen's message came back: [I will wait for you no matter how late. 】

Song Fengwan read the information several times, and her heart beat faster.

"Then study hard, I'll go back to the room first, go to bed early, and don't stay up late." Qiao Xiyan didn't bother her much, and closed the door after she finished speaking.

**

Song Fengwan was upset by Fu Chen's affairs, so she went back to the room to find the string of Buddha beads before, and specially found a box and paper bag, packed it, checked it carefully, and timidly walked to the door of Fu Chen's room. .

She knocked on the door cautiously, looking around from time to time, for fear that someone would come over.

Fu Chen was originally having a video conference, and it will be Christmas and New Year's Day after a while. The company will hold external events and party dinners internally. All kinds of tedious things have to be discussed with him.

Song Fengwan had a guilty conscience. Seeing that he hadn't opened the door for a long time, she felt anxious.

Qiao Xiyan also lives on this floor. If he suddenly opens the door and sees her going to Fu Chen's room in the middle of the night to find out about the Buddha beads, she will be dead.

"Third Master?" Song Fengwan choked his throat and called him like a cat.

The tip of Fu Chen's tongue touched his cheek, the little girl was really impatient.

"I have some personal matters to deal with. She seems to be unable to wait. You guys continue to discuss." He went offline after saying that.

The executives on the other end of the video were stunned.

she?

woman's voice?

What does the third master mean? can not wait anymore?

What the hell!

The amount of information is a bit large.

Fu Chen just opened the room, and Song Fengwan stood at the door, shaking and panicking.

"What's wrong? So anxious." Fu Chen's eyes fell on the packaging bag in her arms, and he smiled lowly.

"Let's go into the room and talk." After Song Fengwan finished speaking, she glanced around, and the cat slipped under his arm.

Fu Chen smiled and closed the door. The humidifier in his room was still working, with clear white mist and aromatherapy, which was very sentimental.

"Like a thief, we're sneaky, people who don't know think we're cheating." Song Fengwan's face turned pale with fright when Fu Chen said these words.

"Tell me, what are you going to do when you kicked me just now?" Fu Chen folded his arms and watched.

The eyes were very light, but with a fiery heat, it fell on her, making her tense and hot, like a fever, and her brain was deprived of oxygen.

"How about you kick me twice?"

"Do you think it's appropriate?" Kick her twice? Dare to say.

"What if you don't?"

"Then stand still and don't move." Fu Chen said that he actually walked towards her.

Really kicked, Song Fengwan blinked, stiffened and didn't dare to move.

Seeing her nervous little appearance, Fu Chen laughed in his heart, but his mouth was hard.

Just when she saw that Fu Chen was about to approach, she whispered something.

"You didn't tell me before that your sister kicked you, and I'm not the first to kick you."

Fu Chen lifted her eyelids, she has been really bold recently, kicked him, and dared to talk back.

"Are you contradicting me? Questioning me?" Fu Chen raised his arm and raised his hand, as if he was going to hit her.

Song Fengwan held the paper bag tightly in her arms and stared straight at him, clearly frightened, but her eyes were too stubborn to look away.

Just when Fu Chen's palm was about to fall, Song Fengwan closed his eyes subconsciously, kicking someone would have to be paid back, but the expected slap didn't fall...

She was pressed against her forehead and pressed lightly.

When she opened her eyes, Fu Chen poked her forehead with her index finger, hunched her waist, and her eyes were level with hers, and that red-faced breath came over her face.

"What are you afraid of, do you really think I'll hit you?" He smiled lowly, his voice trembling slightly, sultry.

"No...no." Song Fengwan lowered her eyes and dared not look at him.

"My sister is my own family. She kicked me, and I recognized it. Naturally, I will not pursue it. You also hope that I will not treat you as an outsider, but my own?"

or……

Be my person.

Wan Wan is really too tender, not enough for the third master to tease, haha

Cousin Qiao is next door, third master, take it easy.

Wanwan has become more and more familiar with the third master, not as restrained as before, and has learned to talk back.

Third Master: The courage is really big.

Brother Duan: I don't know who is used to it, tsk tsk...

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It's the weekend, everyone went out to play, so few messages for Mao o(╥﹏╥)o