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

On the day Song Feng went to Nanjiang late, Fu Shen also returned to Beijing.

Then we "ran into" at the airport.

After the security check, although they belonged to different boarding gates, because they were all domestic flights, they were not far away, so they sat and chatted for a while.

Qiao Aiyun naturally continued to invite him to go to Nanjiang to attend the wedding when he had time, and Fu Chen nodded in agreement.

The flight to Nanjiang was about an hour earlier than Fu Chen's flight, and boarding would be notified in ten minutes.

"Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom." Fu Chen got up and glanced at Song Fengwan.

Yan Wangchuan was originally looking down at the airport magazine, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at the two of them, and under Qiao Aiyun's eyelids, he was very bold.

Not long after Fu Chen left, Song Fengwan got up warmly, "Mom, I'll go to the bathroom too."

Qiao Aiyun nodded without doubting him.

**

Song Fengwan trotted to the bathroom, and before she got there, she saw Fu Chen leaning against the wall.

Yuncheng is warmer than the capital, and he only wore a white shirt today, with suit pants that fit well, which made him stand tall and lean, and he turned to look at her, between the light and shadow.

Elegant and elegant, the wind is as clear as ink.

Fu Chen waved to her, "Come here."

Song Fengwan turned her head and glanced, making sure that Qiao Aiyun would not come over, so she walked towards him.

Fu Chen took her wrist and walked to one side, avoiding the crowd.

"Where to go? I'm about to board the plane." People pass by from time to time, and she is still a little scared in her heart.

When the two reached a place where no one was there, Fu Chen reached out and hugged her into his arms, his voice pressed in her ear, and he whispered warmly, "I just want to hug you."

Song Fengwan stretched out his hand and clenched the corner of his clothes.

The two held each other like this, until the broadcast said that the flight to Nanjiang started to check tickets, and then Fu Chen lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, "Take care of yourself, call me anytime if you have anything, and I'll find you later."

Now is not a good time for public relations. The most important thing is that Qiao Aiyun is preparing for the wedding with Yan Wangchuan. If their affairs are exposed at this moment, Yan Wangchuan will definitely be dragged into the water.

Qiao Aiyun's reaction is unknown.

If the marriage of the two is delayed because of this, Yan Wangchuan's temper will probably kill him directly in the capital.

Moreover, Song Fengwan's college entrance examination results did not come out. At this moment, it was revealed that Qiao Aiyun did not agree. Whether or not she could successfully apply for the university in the capital was a problem. Fu Chen was not sure how much resistance there was from the Fu family.

But he was sure that they had to know that the person he fell in love with was Song Fengwan, with his father's temper...

Will definitely do it.

"Well, I know." Song Fengwan backed away.

"When you get there, you can go out to play, but don't get too close to other boys..."

Nanjiang is not only a tourist destination, but also a famous paradise for romantic encounters.

Song Fengwan looked at him with a smile, and without waiting for him to speak again, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar. He leaned down, and his thin lips were instantly pressed.

Her lips were soft and fragrant, with a sweetness that went straight to the heart of people.

Being at the airport, there is no such thing as a hidden place, and even if people pass by occasionally, Song Feng was beating a drum in her heart, and her palms were tense and sweating.

Tentatively, cautiously, the whole body was pasted...

She only wore a light chiffon shirt, her body was warm and soft, and she pressed it softly, which made Fu Chen's body a little stiff.

They were originally in an underground relationship, and they were usually sneaky, but now they are kissing in public, which is quite exciting.

Nervous to suffocate.

The warmth and softness on her lips made her heart palpitate.

Fu Chen's pupils shrank, this girl really became more courageous.

Song Fengwan licked the corner of his unhealed mouth, and when he was about to back away, Fu Chen held the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

It wasn't until the radio reminded the passengers to board the plane again that Fu Chen let go of her and pecked her lips, "Let's go."

Qiao Aiyun was not surprised when the two appeared at the same time, after all, they both went to the bathroom.

Fu Chen also bought some food for Song Fengwan and asked her to take it on the plane.

The flight arrived in Nanjiang around 2:00 p.m. I was afraid that she would not be used to in-flight meals.

"Fu Chen is a very careful child. He even bought you food." Qiao Aiyun's impression of Fu Chen is getting better and better.

"Yeah." Song Fengwan heard her mother compliment Fu Chen, and her heart seemed to be covered with honey, which was very sweet.

"I was in the capital at the time, and I could see that he was a very careful person. Although it would be inconvenient for you to live in his house, he took good care of you. This favor will definitely be repaid in the future." Qiao Aiyun smiled road.

Yan Wangchuan sneered, still human?

Ah--

"He's really good." Song Fengwan lowered her head and smiled.

"Late night, when you go to work later, don't forget to buy something to honor him. Anyway, you should also call him third uncle. He is an elder. He is also good to you. As a person, you must know how to be grateful."

Song Fengwan almost vomited blood.

honor him?

Mom, are you serious?

Song Fengwan lowered her head and sent a message to Fu Chen. She didn't open the bag Fu Shen gave her until she was reminded to turn off the phone. There were some biscuits and snacks in it, as well as a copy of "The Count of Monte Cristo", which was a book that Fu Chen picked out at the airport bookstore. There is also an envelope.

She carefully avoided Qiao Aiyun's sight, opened the envelope, and said a few words of warning on the letter.

Nothing more than to let her pay attention to safety and have fun.

There was also a piece of his bank card in it.

For so many years, Song Fengwan has saved a lot of New Year's money alone. Qiao Aiyun will usually give her pocket money. She won't use this money, but it is another thing if Fu Chen has the heart to give it to her.

Although it is a bit vulgar to say sending money...

But Song Fengwan was still quite happy.

She sneaked the card into the mezzanine of the backpack, and glanced at Yan Wangchuan out of the corner of the eye. It was his third brother who was the best. He knew that going out to play cost money.

She hadn't finished writing the college entrance examination, many of the test papers were brand new, and it was not easy to give away. As a student, she knew better than anyone that no one wanted to receive this thing, so she could only pack it silently.

However, this pile of information was not wasted in the end. Later, Song Feng tidyed up the house and was cleaned up. She had complained to Fu Chen about this, and then...

Fu Chen gave all the test papers to Yan Wangchuan's children.

He said it very seriously, "Keep it well, the paper is good, and it can be used for more than ten years. Although the topic is out of date, it is good to practice your hands."

Then a child received a box of college entrance examination mock papers before he even went to kindergarten.

**

The other side

Fu Chen Songfeng boarded the plane and left after it was late at night.

"What are Sinian and Lin Bai doing recently?" Fu Chen tilted his head to look at Shifang, and when he returned to Beijing, he could find them to have a good gathering.

Just in a bad mood.

"One has gone abroad, and the other has gone out of the province." He glanced at Fu Chen very much, everyone knew to avoid you.

Fu Chen licked his cheeks with the tip of his tongue, "Go abroad, go to the province?"

"The eldest young master seems to have a project abroad and went out to negotiate, Mr. Duan..." Shifang coughed twice, "Go to Nanjiang to get a fart...baked in the sun."

"He went to Nanjiang?" Fu Chen chuckled lightly.

"Well, once a year." Shifang lowered his head and smirked. At that time, Duan Linbai was showing off his wheat-colored skin, and they were all present.

"That...it's pretty good." Fu Chen curled up the skewer, and the corners of his mouth slowly twitched.

Zhengchou couldn't find a suitable reason to go to Nanjiang.

Meeting friends is a very good reason.

"Help me find out where Lin Bai lives?"

"Every time he goes there, he lives in a holiday hotel in Nanjiang, which is adjacent to the beach and is suitable for sunbathing. There is a high probability that he will stay there."

"Where does the Yan family live?" Fu Chen rubbed the Buddha beads with his fingers and smiled clearly.

"It's quite close to the sea, maybe it's not too far away." After all, only one side of the Nanjiang River is facing the sea.

"Really." Fu Chen smiled.

Shifang suddenly felt the cold seep behind him.

**

At this moment, Duan Linbai has arrived in Nanjiang. He is wearing a hat and goggles, a shirt and floral pants, and a pair of flip-flops. He is eating popsicles and wandering around the busiest street in Nanjiang.

Although he is a celebrity, he is not a star after all. He wears everything on Nanjiang Street, but he is not the most eye-catching. His arms are exposed, and there are some reflections in the sun.

The little white dragon in the waves?

It was a fish that Fu Chen wore on the signature, and it could catch fire and roast him at any time.

He thought that if he left the capital, he could successfully avoid Fu Chen. After all, that fellow was too insidious, and he might dig a hole to wait for him, so it was better to stay as far away as possible.

Duan Linbai felt that he was very smart.

When Fu Chen landed beside him, Duan Linbai was lying on the beach basking in the sun, and was instantly frightened.

Fu Chen, you are the devil!

Actually chased all the way to the field.

Haha, the second wave is still useful at a critical time...

Otherwise, how could the third master find a reason to go to Wanwan?

Erlang, I allow you to eat two more popsicles.

Brother Duan: What do you mean?

Me: I'm afraid that if the third master comes, you won't be able to eat it.

Brother Duan:  …