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

It was half past eleven when the three of them arrived home after the barbecue.

Song Fengwan greeted them and went back to the room to wash up. After the massage, he really felt soft all over.

She turned on the desk lamp, took out the carving tools stolen from Qiao Xiyan's room, and took out the hibiscus stone bought in the antique market from the drawer.

The hibiscus stone was polished, about the size of a thumbnail, with a soft layer of light pink, and the color is transparent. She wanted to engrave and drill holes, weave a knot and tassel, and hang it on the newly bought Buddhist beads.

Think of it as a birthday present for Fu Chen.

As a student, she couldn't afford to give away expensive things, and the hole was rough, so he shouldn't dislike it.

She has never learned carving, but she has seen it a lot, and her fur will always pimple. After holding the carving knife for a long time, her fingertips are red and painful.

**

Fu Chen didn't sleep at the moment, took a shower, and was reading documents in the study.

Shi Fang was next to him, operating the computer, marking and sorting out the recent work content according to what he said, while Qian Jiang stood by and waited.

After finishing the first stage of work, Fu Chen tilted his head to look at Qian Jiang, "You told me that you saw Cheng Lan just now?"

"Well, it's at the gate of Foot Bath City."

"She is very clear about my itinerary." Fu Chen lightly sneered.

"She has been chasing you before. When you came back from climbing the mountain for a while, you often went there to ask the master to massage your feet. You must have bribed the waiter to inform her." Shifang muttered.

Fu Chen picked up the Buddhist beads placed on one side, and rubbed them one by one without making a sound.

"What happened to Ms. Song's puppy love and remedial class last time was her handwriting. Third master, just let her go like this?"

Qian Jiang frowned, "Move her? I'll go!"

He has an upright temper. He witnessed the remedial class with his own eyes, so he couldn't bear it long ago.

"She appeared this time, I'm afraid she's going to make trouble again." Shi Fang was stunned, this woman is a lunatic, she has been stalking a lot, and she has never seen such a shameless person.

"I wanted to deal with her after Wanwan returned to Yuncheng, and stare at her first, if she dares to risk her life again..." Fu Chen's mouth curled up, "Just press me to death."

The bottom of the eyes is already cold.

Shifang and Qianjiang looked at each other and said nothing.

**

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Duan Lin Bai strode into the study in ice blue pajamas.

"It's so late, are you still working?" Duan Linbai handed Fu Chen a cup of hot tea, and drank the coffee by himself.

"busy."

"I sent you the photo."

"Huh?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

"I just sent it to you on WeChat, didn't you see it?" Fu Chen's phone was at hand.

"I set your messages as Do Not Disturb." Fu Chen spoke confidently.

Duan Linbai turned his head and took a sip of his coffee, it was so bitter.

"You said that your back was sore in the middle of the street?" Fu Chen turned his head to look at him.

"Why, I squatted in the cold wind for so long and sacrificed for your happiness. Now you know that you love me." Duan Linbai snorted coldly, thinking he had a conscience.

Fu Chen smiled and didn't speak.

Duan Linbai squatted in the study for a while, just saying that after gathering with his family, he would go out to get together with friends. The Chinese New Year is almost here, everyone is busy, and few people can get together.

"On her birthday, I want to spend it with her."

Duan Lin choked, "Isn't your old lady planning to hold a concubine selection banquet for you?"

"I've settled with her."

"Your mother has such a temper, if you don't give her something sweet, she will easily let you go."

"I said to bring my girlfriend home next year, otherwise I will punish her."

Duan Linbai almost spit out his coffee.

"Wanwan will be an adult next year, and I plan to take her home."

Duan Linbai smiled resentfully, "I'm going back to my room."

He walked towards the room stiffly. Is this buddy too confident, so sure that sister Song will like you and go home with you?

Dare to say nonsense and boast in front of the old lady, how courageous.

Don't forget, you are still in a one-sided love.

After returning to his room, he couldn't sleep, started a game of eating chicken, and was playing vigorously. Qian Jiang knocked on the door and brought him two bottles of medicine.

"The third master said that your backache is caused by kidney deficiency. For men, a bad waist is fatal."

Duan Linbai looked at the medicine bottle in bewilderment, and it said [Liuwei Dihuang Pills] on it.

For deficiency of kidney yin, soreness of the waist and knees...

What the hell am I!

He was so angry that he threw the medicine bottle into the trash can, and when he turned his head, he saw that he had been headshot in the game.

He and Fu Chen's cliff astrolabe did not match.

**

next day

Song Fengwan stayed up until midnight yesterday to drill the hole, and woke up at nine o'clock the next day. Fu Chen went to the company, and Duan Linbai was still sleeping.

Uncle Nian looked surprised, thinking that she stayed up late studying yesterday.

"Even if you have to take an exam, you can't endure it like this."

"Hmm." Song Fengwan lowered his head guiltily, "Uncle Nian, where is the nearest shopping mall?"

"Tell me what you need."

"No, I want to go and see for myself." She wanted to give a gift and needed to keep it secret.

Uncle Nian thought she was going to buy something private for girls, but he didn't hold on, "It's very close, I'll ask the driver to take you later, and it will be there in seven or eight minutes. The bus at the gate of your school, No. 52, takes three stops."

"Yeah." Song Fengwan nodded with a smile, and was about to go out after dinner with his bag on his back. Qianjiang had already driven the car and waited for her. She had no choice but to drive to the shopping mall.

The car stopped in the underground garage. Song Fengwan watched him pull out the key to turn off the engine, and hurriedly said, "I'm going to buy something, it may take an hour or two, please wait for me, don't follow me."

Qian Jiang hesitated for a moment.

"Brother Qianjiang—" Song Fengwan stared at him with a coquettish voice.

"Well, I'll wait for you here." Qian Jiang is a straight man who can't stand girls acting like a baby.

But when Song Feng got out of the car late, he still sneaked up.

She walked around the place where gold and silver jewelry were sold in the shopping mall before entering a jewelry store on the fourth floor. She stayed there for nearly two hours before coming out satisfied.

Qian Jiang was afraid that she would find him, so he ran out of the garage to pick up the car before her.

When Song Fengwan went back, he also bought two cups of milk tea. Not knowing what Qian Jiang liked, he ordered a classic pairing for him.

Today was not a weekend, it happened to be in the morning, and there were not many people in the mall, and there were only her and two young people in the elevator.

She stood at the elevator entrance and glanced at the jumping floor numbers. From the blurred mirror of the elevator, she saw the two of them leaning their heads and whispering something.

The two of them were not very old, and in the winter, they only wore thin leather clothes, dyed their hair in a popular hair color, and black and blue tattoos were faintly visible on their exposed necks and wrists.

Song Fengwan clenched the milk tea in her hand, and she went down when the elevator reached the first floor.

She was supposed to take the ride to the first floor, but these two people seemed to be staring at her all the time, which made her feel bad, so she simply got off the elevator to avoid them.

There were more people on the first floor, so she felt more at ease when she mixed into the crowd.

Find a safe passage and go down the stairs to the garage.

Needle drop could be heard in the corridor, and the sound of footsteps was clear to her ears. She heard hurried and chaotic footsteps from behind, obviously more than one person.

As soon as the phone was connected, she heard someone calling from behind, "Song Fengwan?"

She turned her head subconsciously, and the two people she met in the elevator earlier rushed towards her...

**

Fu Chen was having a meeting at the company. At the end of December, he had to summarize the year and plan tasks for the new year. The atmosphere in the meeting room was tense.

"Buzzing—" the phone vibrated.

Everyone was stunned, who the hell is looking for death, and the sound is not muted during the meeting.

While everyone was looking around for some unlucky ghost, Fu Chen picked up the phone, but without making a sound, he heard a scream from over there...

When everyone saw Fu Chen's face, they froze for an instant with a chill.

It will be on the shelves tomorrow, tentatively at 1 pm [Tencent will be delayed].

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[About updates and charges after listing]

For the update issue after it was put on the shelves, readers who have followed the early article know that I may not update many chapters every day, but the number of words is over 10,000.

About charges. I know that Tencent readers are used to updating and subscribing to a chapter of 1,000 words, so they think my book is very expensive, but each chapter is at least 3,000 to 4,000 words, so subscription is relatively expensive, and the number of words is large. The fee is naturally high, and the subscription value is calculated by the website system based on the number of words, not something I can formulate.

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