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

Just as Yan Wangchuan was about to step out of the shadows, a small hand stretched out from one side and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Uncle Yan?"

Song Fengwan tightened his fingers, twisted the corner of his clothes tightly in his palm, and shook his head at him.

Qiao Aiyun obviously didn't want to involve him, if he went out now, not only he would be bound, but also the entire Yan family.

Although Song Fengwan was young, he knew what it meant. His mother didn't want him to show up, so she naturally had to stop him a little bit.

"Don't worry, I do things properly." Half of Yan Wangchuan's face fell in the shadows, and the other half was illuminated by the lights, flickering on and off, giving him a sense of desolation.

"You have a sense of propriety in doing things!" Song Fengwan blurted out.

If he has a sense of proportion, he will not be caught in the police station.

Yan Wangchuan's face froze.

Song Fengwan resentfully let go of his little hand, grabbed Fu Chen's clothes, and said in a timid tone, "Uncle Yan, I...that..."

She didn't dare to talk to him like this before, and it's because she has gotten closer recently. He is serious and rigid, but awkward and shy. Song Fengwan is not so afraid of him, and speaks more casually.

"It's okay, I really didn't grasp the scale before."

It was the first time Yan Wangchuan was accused by a junior, and his old face blushed. Fortunately, the light was not clear, so he couldn't see clearly.

The corner of his mouth twitched, inexplicably embarrassed.

It's so embarrassing.

"Well, just pay attention next time." Song Fengwan whispered.

Fu Chen reached out his hand secretly, and gently held Song Fengwan's little hand, should he be more careful next time?

Isn't this girl too skinny.

Who out of habit dares to talk to Yan Wangchuan like that?

**

Nanjiang Yan's family at this moment

Mrs. Yan was leaning on the sofa, wearing reading glasses, holding a thin needle in her hand, wearing a red string, and embroidered a few flower branches on a piece of white cloth. At this moment, her eyes were fixed on the TV screen without blinking.

I deliberately found someone to search for a local TV station in Yuncheng, which was broadcasting a real-time report from the press conference.

However, the host and guests analyzed, and the camera cut back and forth, making her frown.

"This host is really annoying." The old lady sighed and threw the embroidery aside.

"Drink some water, it's past nine o'clock, why don't you go to bed earlier?" Huang Ma handed her a cup of ginseng tea.

"I can't sleep, you said that this surnamed Song is really not a thing, why did that girl insist on marrying him back then?"

"Where is our Wangchuan worse than him?"

"Our family, Wang Chuan, is tall, handsome, and earns money. The two of us are also childhood sweethearts. Why don't we look down on him?"

The old lady snorted coldly, she always had a knot in her heart about the dissolution of the engagement.

Huang's mother couldn't help laughing when she saw her angry look, "Old lady, do you want to tell the truth?"

"What truth?"

"Mister is stupid."

Mrs. Yan's finger holding the water glass paused and coughed twice, which is true.

"Who doesn't like to listen to sweet words among young girls? He always keeps a straight face. If it weren't for the way he acted when he broke up the engagement back then, I wouldn't have noticed that he liked Miss Qiao's family."

"Okay, stop talking." Mrs. Yan interrupted her.

The truth hurts the most.

How did this clumsy tongue thing come about.

If she returns home without a feather this time, it will really embarrass her old Yan's family.

"Has this kid not arrived in Yuncheng yet? He hasn't shown up yet?" The old lady took a sip of hot tea, anxious to get angry.

"Old lady, sir, if you show up at this time, you can't go back..."

"What are you doing when you go back? Originally, the two of you were innocent, and our Yan family is still afraid of other people's gossip? Ai Yun clearly doesn't want to drag our family into it, otherwise why would she be forced into this by that bastard?"

The old lady stretched out her hand to help her reading glasses, "Can our Yan family hide behind a woman?"

"Besides, what's the matter between them that can make those people talk about it?"

Huang Ma nodded and smiled, "Are you really sure that there is nothing wrong with them, that they are living together?"

"He is my son, what kind of virtues do I still not understand? Back then, I lived in Qiao's house under the same roof, and I didn't dare to talk to her, living together? Heh—"

That tone was disgusting.

"Then if Mr. and Ms. Qiao are together in the future, do you have no objection?"

"Who said I don't object anymore, who told you! I'm still angry!" The old lady snorted coldly.

Fearing that Mama Huang would not believe it, she added something after a few minutes.

"I'm very angry. I've been angry for more than twenty years!"

**

Yuncheng, Huamao Hotel

At the press conference, Song Jingren was sure that Qiao Aiyun would not dare to reveal Yan Wangchuan's identity, and pressed her step by step.

"Tell me, you weren't articulate just now, why are you dumb now, but you tell everyone, who is the man who eats with you and goes home with you?"

"Don't be too shameless." Qiao Aiyun never thought that he would use this to attack her.

too despicable.

"Who on earth is shameless and keeps berating me, but you should tell your own affairs clearly. Since you have nothing to do with him, why don't you just say his name openly?"

"Secretly, it's not a guilty conscience."

"There must be something unspeakable happening behind your back, isn't it?"

The discussions started again.

If it doesn't matter, it's fine to clarify openly, but Qiao Aiyun looked embarrassed.

The two confronted each other just now, and she had always been in the upper hand, and she remained calm when encountering all kinds of slander and accusations, so why is she timid now?

It's hard not to speculate in other directions.

Qiao Aiyun gritted her teeth and raised her hand to hit him.

Before the slap fell, Song Jingren raised his hand and directly grabbed her wrist. Just now he felt guilty, but Qiao Aiyun's slap came so fast and fierce that he couldn't dodge it in time.

Naturally, it was impossible to admit defeat obediently this time.

Qiao Aiyun frowned, trying to pull her wrist out of his palm, but the strength difference between men and women made her unable to break free.

"you!"

"Because of embarrassment, you just want to fight? Do you think I will stand and let you beat me this time?" Song Jingren knew that he had caught her sore spot, and smiled sinisterly.

"Continue to yell, we are half a catty."

"What right do you have to point at my nose and scold!"

Song Jingren has long been displeased with the relationship between the two, and Yan Wangchuan is obviously interested in her, helping her out over and over again, there is nothing good in this world for no reason.

Some people are like this, they don't cherish what they have, and after giving up, they are not allowed to be touched by others?

"Tell me, have you two hooked up a long time ago?"

Qiao Aiyun twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled contemptuously, "You are filthy, so don't think everyone is as filthy as you."

"Then tell me, who is that wild man?"

He laughed a little wildly and lawlessly.

Geng Ying stood on the side, anxious to get angry, since he said it's okay, it doesn't matter if he mentions who that person is, is it necessary to defend like this?

It's just that the man who was eating with her in the photo was tall, always wearing a suit, well-proportioned, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. It could be seen that he had a very good temperament and well-bred.

wild man?

Qiao Aiyun raised her other hand to hit him.

Song Jingren wanted to ask for some interest from her, but he raised his other hand to hit her...

Just raised this hand...

Everyone below gasped and held their breath.

Fuck!

It's finally time to fight.

Song Fengwan stood in the dark, anxious, but Fu Chen kept holding her hand to prevent her from moving...

And at this moment, a black shadow flashed past her, and even the security guard standing on the edge of the stage who was in charge of maintaining order had not reacted, and had already rushed to the stage...

"Hey—" the security guard pulled out his baton from his waist, trying to stop him.

"What's the rush..." Shi Fang reached out to stop him.

"Who are you?" The security guard glanced at the two strong men in black behind him, and his hand holding the stick slightly tightened.

"We're not here to make trouble, don't get excited." Shi Fang raised his eyebrows and patted him on the shoulder.

Damn it, why does the third master insist on bringing two bodyguards with him? Could it be that he can't deter several security guards by himself?

Fu Chen said at that time, "You think you are Qian Jiang?"

lore.

He was so angry that he lost his temper completely.

You are the father, you are right in everything you say.

**

Everyone thought that the couple was about to fight directly in front of the national audience, and that would be too ugly.

However, as a melon-eating crowd, there is always a mentality that watching the excitement is not a thing.

"Damn it, don't you really want to start a fight with a woman? It's embarrassing for a man."

"A scum like him still has face? Didn't Ms. Qiao just say that? Even beating his daughter, what a beast."

"Scum, I really want to go up and beat him up."

...

When the crowd was excited, Geng Ying, as a lawyer, had been standing very close to Qiao Aiyun. She wanted to go up to persuade her to fight, but she felt a black shadow pass by her side...

Like a gust of wind, whistling past, blowing her short hair flying around.

Song Jingren's hand almost touched Qiao Aiyun's face, and was tightly bound.

That man was so powerful, like an iron arm, it was going to crush his wrist bones.

"Hmm—" Song Jingren's arm was so weak from the pain that he lost strength instantly.

Pain instantly spread throughout the body, "Relax!"

His voice was thick and deep, with an unspeakable sense of vicissitudes.

Song Jingren was terrified of being beaten by him last time. Hearing Yan Wangchuan's voice, his body reacted subconsciously and loosened all restraints on Qiao Aiyun.

Qiao Aiyun didn't expect Yan Wangchuan to appear at this time, she looked at her with a little surprise.

"Go and stand behind me."

"Senior Brother..." Qiao Aiyun's mind was going to explode. If he was really misunderstood and he was treated as a wild man, her crime would be serious.

Yan Wangchuan looked at her with a stern expression.

She had no choice but to stand behind her.

"You..." Song Jingren certainly didn't expect him to dare to stand directly in front of the camera.

She was a little happy in her heart, but panicked, because Qiao Aiyun really stood behind him obediently. Just now, she spoke seriously and confronted herself with a haughty face. Now she shed the hard shell, and her expression softened a little.

"Do you think you don't want to see me after being taught twice by me?"

Song Jingren twisted his wrist twice, Yan Wangchuan twisted his wrist, his fingers loosened and tightened again.

Just as he was still struggling to break free, he punched him hard in the face.

"嗙——" click.

Song Jingren was directly knocked down to the ground, his head was hit in a daze, and the bones on his body were hit like they were about to split.

Half of his face was mottled with bruises, as if he had been beaten and distorted.

It shows how powerful it is.

The fist wind is strong, as if carrying a severe cold wind.

Vigorous and vicious.

Song Fengwan gasped. Is this what Uncle Yan called propriety?

It's really well done.

She couldn't tell what was going on in her heart at the moment. The last time she saw Song Jingren, she still felt sour, but now she felt a sense of inexplicable relief...

He is not worth it.

Song Jingren's head was beaten into a daze, and it took more than a minute to come back to his senses. Secretary Zhang on the side tried to help him, but was stared back by a more ruthless gaze, and shrank to the side, not daring to move .

The crowd of reporters below swallowed nervously.

"Fuck, this punch is really powerful."

But his eyes were sharp, his face was cold and stern, and he stared down at Song Jingren, which made people dare not look at him closely.

Based on his body shape, everyone almost confirmed his identity.

Yan Wangchuan loosened his wrist, wishing he could crush him.

"I am the man in the photo, the wild man he said - my name is Yan Wangchuan."

"Brother." Qiao Aiyun's heart skipped a beat.

"Hiding behind a woman, is that still a man?"

Qiao Aiyun opened her mouth, but he didn't say anything in advance. She didn't know how to deal with the current situation.

Yan Wangchuan stretched out his hand to tug on his tie, and just stood upright on the stage, allowing the reporters to take pictures.

The Yan family is very low-key, and not many people know his name, and they may occasionally see him on some wealth rankings, but they are just a quick glance.

If it is a Baidu search, it is naturally another scene.

The reporter was always well-informed, here he reported his family name, and all the detailed information about him was immediately compiled and presented.

If these two people sneaked together, how could they still stand in front of the camera like this?

Too bold.

But for most people, Yan Wangchuan's behavior is the real man!

I think you can sprinkle flowers~ hehe

Brother, don't lose face to Lao Yan's family this time, your mother even despises you.

Brother Yan: ...