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

At this moment, it was the beginning of June, the college entrance examination was over, and it was also the peak tourist season in Beijing. Song Fengwan's air ticket was staggeringly expensive. When she arrived in the capital, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Qianjiang followed all the way, not alone, she was not so afraid.

Song Fengwan told him not to inform Fu Chen, so he didn't say anything.

In June in the capital, the spring nights are cool.

Xu Feng was swept up, Song Fengwan was only wearing a dress, his legs were shaking from the cold, but his heart felt like a fire, and he couldn't contain his excitement.

She likes Fu Chen, it is impossible to deny.

Her desire to see him has never been so urgent...

Think of him, come here.

She simulated a lot of what he would look like when he saw her in her mind. Before she got on the plane, she sent a message to Fu Chen, saying that she had something to do at night. At this moment, she turned on the phone, and there were several messages from Fu Chen lying in the unread column.

The two took a taxi and went straight to the capital of Yunjin. It was early in the morning, and there was a dead silence. The two had not yet entered the house. They only heard the sound of "Wang——", and Fu Xinhan came out from one side.

Song Fengwan was so frightened that she stepped back in a hurry, and when Xu was close to smelling the smell, it jumped up, wagging its tail and begging to touch its head.

It screamed, and Uncle Nian put on his coat and came out of the house, "...Miss Song? Why are you here? It's early in the morning."

"Shh." Song Fengwan put her finger on her lips and made a silent gesture, "Where's the third master?"

"The third master didn't come back tonight."

A pot of cold water was poured down, and the little excitement in Song Fengwan's heart was annihilated.

"I'll call the third master. If he knows you're here, he'll be very happy." Uncle Nian laughed hard.

"Don't call for now, I'll contact him myself." Song Fengwan wanted to give him a surprise, but he wasn't at home in the middle of the night, where could he go?

"Why don't you go into the house, it's still a little cold outside." Uncle Nian greeted her to enter the house.

Song Fengwan held her cell phone and hesitated whether to call Fu Chen. She came here at this time because she wanted to give him a surprise. Now that she informs him, she always feels that the previous meaning is gone.

She swiped her phone to call Shifang.

After a few rings, the phone was quickly connected, "Hello, Miss Song." Shifang was surprised that Song Fengwan would call him.

"The third master is with you?"

"The third master had a drink tonight and is in the company now."

"It's so late, is there something urgent?"

"That's not true, I just said that I wanted to come over, I might have slept." There is a lounge in his office. "You have something to do with the third master so late, so I'll knock on the door for you?"

"No, I've already arrived in the capital, and I want to find him..."

**

company lobby

When Song Feng arrived at Fu Chen's company late at night, Shifang was waiting at the gate and gave her a key card, "Are you sure you want to go there by yourself?"

"I can find it." Song Feng came here once late.

"OK then."

With the door card, entering the company is like entering a realm of no one, because it is the early morning, and the entire company is silent, but it is inexplicably a little scary. The empty night has infinitely amplified the footsteps and heartbeats.

Song Feng went to the door of Fu Chen's office in a hurry. This is his exclusive floor. Usually no one dares to enter. She put her fingers on the doorknob, and her tentacles were cold...

"Squeak--" With a sound, the door was pushed open, and the huge floor-to-ceiling glass was covered with a layer of spun yarn, which made the lights of the thousands of houses outside gracefully set off, and also illuminated the room pattern clearly.

She tiptoed in, nervous for no reason.

I don't know what he will look like when he sees himself later.

Along the way, she has simulated many kinds of images in her mind.

There was still his coat on her sofa, Song Fengwan walked in, took it in his hand and smelled it, it smelled of wine.

She frowned and continued to walk in. There was no one in the lounge, and even the bed was clean and tidy without a wrinkle. Who?

She just turned around...

Fu Chen didn't know when he appeared behind her.

The whole person is hidden in the dark, with the light behind his back, only a black shadow can be seen, the smell of alcohol is all over his body, and the pair of eyes in the dark is eerie and secluded.

Song Fengwan's breathing was a little hasty, and Fu Chen's coat was wrinkled in her hands.

"Third brother..." Her voice was soft, echoing a little in the empty room, soft and light.

"When did you come?" Fu Chen took a step towards her, frowning.

"Just arrived." Her slender ribs couldn't hold her beating heart at all. She couldn't understand Fu Chen and was a little nervous.

"how did it get here?"

"By plane."

"It's two in the morning..."

"I miss you." Song Fengwan's voice was low, a little shy.

"Too brave." Fu Chen narrowed his eyes.

"Why did you drink so much alcohol?" From a long distance, he could smell the alcohol on his body.

"I got together with my friends. I missed you so much that I drank too much. I wanted to find you all night, but I felt too drunk and embarrassed, for fear of scaring you."

"Why don't you go home?"

"As soon as I go back, I want to enter the room you lived in..." Fu Chen reached out and hugged her tightly, "I will only miss you more."

Song Fengwan buried her head in his arms and rubbed it again and again.

"It's too late, don't run around like this in the future."

"With Qianjiang here, nothing will happen."

"What if something goes wrong?"

"You're saying this now, it's really a shame." Song Fengwan was speechless, a little emotional.

"What should I do? When I see you, I can't help but hug you first?" Fu Chen pinched her face, feeling a little unreal.

"Isn't that what it should be..."

Song Fengwan has opened her arms...

Wan Wan really traveled thousands of miles, and delivered the meat to the third master's mouth.

Third Master, to eat or not to eat?

**

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