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

Jing Hanchuan didn't enjoy the meal at all.

Among the four of them, Fu Sinian was the oldest, so he was the first one to be asked when he would get married, but he was so busy working on the computer day and night that he didn't even bother to find a partner.

At that time when the four of them got together, Duan Linbai said cheerfully, "Then we won't get married, and we'll be single together."

You remember toasting together back then, making an appointment to be single together, and to hang out together.

Now one or two, secretly poking off the list, is really too much.

After dinner, the three of them went fishing in the pond in the backyard of the Jing family.

Even though it was already October, the sun was still hot at noon. Fu Chen was wearing sunglasses, squinting his eyes at the ten thousand hectares of pond. The capital city had been developed to nothing, expanded and extended, and developed new districts, but the Jing family monopolized the ten thousand hectares of golden land. Just raising a pond of fish?

What a luxury.

In fact, this place was not a pond at first, but when Jing Hanchuan's father learned that his mother liked lotus, he dug a large pond and planted white lotus all over it.

In midsummer, the flowers are white and fragrant, and it is also a grand scene in the capital.

When people catch up with them, the pond will be abandoned, leaving a pool of rotten lotus root.

Later, his mother became pregnant and said that the fish soup was nourishing, so someone dug the mud and turned it into a fish pond, which was later contracted by Jing Hanchuan.

Jing Hanchuan was well-equipped, and he had already sat down to cast the bait, while Fu Chen was sitting next to him to send messages to Song Fengwan.

Fu Sinian answered the phone call and came over a few minutes later.

"Sister-in-law's phone number?" Fu Chen turned his head to look at him.

"Yeah." Fu Sinian nodded, "It's my grandfather's 80th birthday next month, so she will come back early."

Jing Hanchuan got up and swung the fishing line into the pond. His movements were clean and crisp, and he said in one go, "Your old man is eighty this year?"

"Seventy-nine." Fu Chen explained, "Didn't it be said that older people are 'nine but not ten'?"

This is a custom in the capital. In ancient times, nine was the extreme, which is the same as "long", implying longevity; while "ten" is the same as "death", which is taboo. Lose", the old man must be taboo to celebrate his birthday.

The old people in the capital celebrate their birthdays every nine days.

Jing Hanchuan nodded. Before the old lady of the Fu family celebrated her birthday, she did not arrange it extensively because she was unwell. This year, Fu is 80 years old, and the Fu family should invite many people.

But the hustle and bustle of the capital city has never had anything to do with him, if he went there blatantly, people might think he was deliberately trying to cause trouble.

"I can't go." Jing Hanchuan lowered his head and stroked the fishing rod, "Fu Chen, didn't you say that Miss Song also has a recent birthday?"

"This Friday."

"Then you go back and help me bring the gift over." If you didn't know her birthday and then uncovered it, since it is clear, it must be not good to say nothing.

Fu Chen nodded.

**

Song Fengwan was already in the classroom preparing for the first class in the afternoon. Because it was a big class, the entire Academy of Fine Arts students would go there. There were more than 200 people, and it was the first class, so everyone naturally rushed to get a seat.

Hu Xinyue ran fast. When Song Fengwan and Miao Yating arrived in the classroom, she occupied the fourth row and was standing up and waving from them. She was particularly eye-catching in the huge classroom.

After the farce at the freshman ceremony, Song Fengwan seemed to have become a popular person in the school. This kind of public lecture, a lot of people from other schools came to lure her, and most of them came for her.

"It's a good thing I came early, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sit here." There are already 60 people in the classroom, except for the first row, the front is already full of heads.

As soon as Song Fengwan sat down, Miao Yating poked her arm, motioning to her diagonally behind.

She turned her head slightly and saw Wu Yuxin.

It has been ten days since they met last time. She was already slender, but now she is even more skinny. She hangs her head and plays with her mobile phone. She sits in a corner by herself, and the girls around are chatting, but no one talks to her.

"I heard that staying in school for probation will be recorded as enrollment status, and you will have to follow her when you look for a job in the future." Miao Yating shook her head helplessly.

Song Fengwan rummaged through his bag to find the textbook, and sent a message to Fu Chen, telling him that it was time for him to attend class.

"Wanwan, the teacher is here, so young." Hu Xinyue looked very excited.

When Song Fengwan looked up, he saw a familiar figure.

After all, he is an art student, and his clothes are simple, but they are very beautifully matched, especially the chest pins, which are the finishing touch and exquisite.

"The classrooms are full, and everyone came early. I hope that in the next year, every class will be the same as today." She picked up the chalk with a smile, "I am the teacher of your class. It's called Gao Xue."

Song Fengwan gripped the phone tightly.

This person is the female teacher who was in charge of guiding her when she was in the remedial class.

She contributed a lot to her rapid progress in sketching, but after Xu Jingcheng's mother made trouble, her inaction also made her feel bad.

Even though she was laughing at Yanyan at the moment, she still had a different feeling in her heart.

"...Here is my email address. In the future, you will send your homework directly here. There is also my phone number. If you have any questions, you can contact me. You can't harass me normally."

Song Fengwan took a pen and wrote her contact information and email address on the first page of the textbook.

"Hey—this teacher Gao is really gentle." Hu Xinyue lowered her voice and said in a low voice. Most of the professors in the university are elderly, and everyone is very excited to meet a beautiful and gentle female teacher.

"That's right, I just don't know if class is strict or not?" Miao Yating said in a low voice.

"I heard that she won the gold medal in the last Heming Cup design competition, and she was specially hired as a lecturer by the school. We are also her first batch of students." Hu Xinyue is very well informed, "Heming Cup, she is the youngest Gold Medalist."

One of the names of this competition was taken from the old man Qiao Yuhe, and the other was taken from one of the names of the masters of traditional Chinese painting, which has a high gold content in the industry.

"Really?" Song Fengwan copied her contact information. This kind of competition is too far away for them. Unless they have achieved a little in the industry, they don't even have the qualifications to sign up.

"It is said that after the award-winning works are photocopied, they are only given to industry leaders and masters. We have to wait a few years to see her designs." Hu Xinyue still felt a little regretful.

Song Fengwan smiled and said nothing.

The competition is held every year, and the collection of award-winning works will be given to Qiao's family, but Qiao Wangbei said that there are no good works in recent years, and the collection of works has been piled up with ashes without even looking at them.

Gao Xue stood on the podium, opened the ppt courseware, and flipped through the roster. When she saw the first name, her eyes flickered slightly.

"We're going to roll the roll now, and those who mentioned the name raised their hands and shouted, Song Fengwan!"

"Here." Song Fengwan slightly raised his hand, the two of them met their eyes, and Gao Xue smiled at her.

"Wanwan, do you know each other?" Hu Xinyue's sense of smell was completely small animals.

"I came to Beijing to take a remedial class before my art exam, and she was my instructor." There is nothing to hide about this relationship.

"No wonder your grades in professional courses are so high, and the teacher is very good." Hu Xinyue didn't know that they had entanglements, so Song Fengwan naturally didn't mention it.

It's just that Gao Xue always looked at her from time to time during the two big classes, which left Song Fengwan and Fu Chen with no time to send messages.

Just after class, Gao Xue stopped her...

Aroused the envy of many students.

Among them, Wu Yuxin is the most jealous.

How could she get others to look at her differently for everything she did, and how could she become the target of public criticism?

Gao Xue called her, just to reminisce about the old days, and chatted a few words casually. She had gone to Yunjin Capital to find Song Fengwan, and knew that her background was not simple, so she was very polite when talking to her.

And the dean personally told her to ask her to pay more attention to Song Fengwan, because she was a new teacher, and the dean didn't mention the reason. She thought it was because she was wronged at the freshman ceremony, so the dean took special care of her. He didn't bring her and the Qiao family together.

This scene fell in the eyes of many students, and they felt that this teacher Gao was so kind to her, and there were not a few who were envious and jealous.

**

After the last class in the afternoon, Song Fengwan ran back to the bamboo forest behind the dormitory building, and got into Fu Chen's car directly.

"Run here?" Fu Chen took the backpack from her hand and put it aside.

"Is this a goldfish?" As soon as Song Fengwan got into the car, he saw a small plastic fish box on the side, which contained two red-tailed goldfish, which was very pleasing.

"Well, Han Chuan gave you the birthday present in advance. There are also fish tanks and fish food. You can bring them back to the dormitory and raise them directly."

Song Fengwan looked at the fish box, "Say thank you to him for me."

Fu Chen took out his mobile phone and sent him a voice message on WeChat.

[Let me thank you every night. 】

When the message came back, it was also voice, [You're welcome. 】

Song Fengwan observed the goldfish, "Two specially given away, one male and one female? Can they give birth to small fish?"

This is everyone's inertial thinking.

That's how Fu Chen asked Jing Hanchuan.

As a result, a voice message was received: [Both are male, and they cannot mate in this life. 】

There was a bit of ruthlessness and gloating in that tone.

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The sixth master is so ruthless, why do you want to give Wanwan two little males, and they won't be able to mate for the rest of their lives? [Cover your face]