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

It was raining and windy outside the house, and the rain did not gradually decrease until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Yan Wangchuan had already finished the video, and did not mention Song Fengwan throughout the whole process. He only said that he would contact her tomorrow. The two were basically talking about raising babies. Qiao Aiyun couldn't stay at home, so she signed up for a pregnancy course. Yan Wangchuan usually accompanied her there. .

This is the first time the two have been separated for such a long time after their marriage, and she said that she can also be alone.

Yan Wangchuan was also worried, and when the video ended, he called Yan Shaochen again.

"Ah?" Yan Shaochen was dumbfounded when he heard about the pregnancy course, "Uncle, I will accompany my aunt..."

"You will also get married and have children in the future. Young people should learn more. There are only advantages and no disadvantages. It can also let you experience the feeling of being a father in advance. Pick up your aunt at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, don't forget."

Yan Wangchuan was originally a very strong person, Yan Shaochen had no way to refuse, he hesitated, but couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows. Yan Shaochen was also an unlucky kid who didn't even have a girlfriend, so he went to pregnancy courses.

Experience being a father? Is it too early to experience this in advance?

With such an uncle, this child is quite sad.

Fu Chen watched him call, sent a message to Song Fengwan, and then opened the door and went out.

Song Fengwan had just taken a shower, and when he opened the door to go out, the living room was pitch black, and he could vaguely see Fu Chen standing by the window, she wrapped her coat and walked over, "Uncle Yan is still videoing with my mother?"

"No, I'm recruiting young men."

"ha?"

"Let Yan Shaochen accompany Aunt Yun to the pregnancy course."

Song Fengwan couldn't help laughing, "It's probably over soon, you go back to sleep, I have to get up early to go to class tomorrow, good night."

She waited for a long time, but Fu Chen didn't speak. She was about to ask him what's the matter, but he said seriously, "I suddenly feel very uneasy."

"What's wrong?"

"I can't see you again tonight, I can't sleep with you in my arms."

Song Fengwan suddenly felt a little out of breath. He didn't seem to understand why he was always so serious and flirtatious. The girl was really upset when she heard such words.

"It's not that I won't see you anymore, I'll see you tomorrow." Song Fengwan hesitated.

"It's been a long time." Fu Chen leaned down, leaned in front of her, gently rubbed the tip of his nose against her face, pecked her lips, and then planted a light and warm kiss on her forehead, "The days are like years."

Especially sleeping with Yan Wangchuan tonight.

"Soon, let's go back to the house." Song Fengwan saw that he was dressed thinly, and was afraid that he would catch a cold.

When Fu Chen went back, Yan Wangchuan had already called and got into bed. The two of them had to share the same quilt tonight, and Fu Chen instantly felt his head hurt even more.

Seeing that Fu Chen was still standing by the bed, Yan Wangchuan frowned slightly, "Why don't you come up?"

If this kid was allowed to sleep on the sofa, he would have sneaked into Song Fengwan's room in the middle of the night. Although Yan Wangchuan and him were accomplices, they couldn't do anything to him for the time being, and wanted to stumbling him, so he couldn't just let him succeed so easily.

"I..." Fu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly. To be honest, sleeping with a man is really uncomfortable.

Besides, he is the future father-in-law.

People always sleep with their daughter-in-law, so why did he sleep with his wife and his father?

He couldn't tell anyone about this kind of thing, if Duan Linbai knew about it, he would die of laughter.

"First time?" Yan Wangchuan used to follow Mr. Qiao into the mountains to search for rocks. A group of seniors huddled together, took off their clothes and slept on a kang, and slept with men. To him, it was nothing special.

Seeing Fu Chen acting so coy, like a big girl, made him sneer a little.

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

If he said this to a woman, he would definitely hear a different taste.

"There is always a first time for everything." Yan Wangchuan's expression was sparse, and his words were serious.

Could it be that he wants to come a second time?

Fu Chen bit the bullet and went to bed. There was a river of Chu and Han between the two of them, so they simply wouldn't move around or disturb each other when they slept.

It's just that there is a man sleeping next to it, which feels really weird.

Yan Wangchuan caught the plane for a day and fell asleep on the bed, but Fu Chen was tossing and turning, just about to send a message to Song Fengwan with his mobile phone, when a deep and hoarse voice came from behind him.

"Turn off the lights and play with your phone, it's not good for your eyes."

"I'm going to bed almost every night, and you're almost there." The tone was already threatening, "If you can't sleep, we can chat for a while."

Lie on the same bed with your future father-in-law and chat at night?

"I just check the time."

Fu Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't sleep well all night.

**

next day

Song Feng had classes in the morning and had to go back to the dormitory to get books. Before seven o'clock, he was sent to school by Yan Wangchuan. Before he left, he told Fu Chen.

"The rain has stopped."

Meaning, you can get out.

"I see."

"Uncle Wanwan and cousin will come over at any time." Yan Wangchuan warned, his eyes clearly said: Your skin is tightened by me, don't come here again.

In the girls' apartment of Beijing University, Yan Wangchuan parked the rented car not far from the dormitory building, took out the clothes and food that Qiao Aiyun brought her, "Pick it up by yourself?"

This thing is packed in almost two big boxes, which is really heavy.

"My roommate will come pick me up."

After waiting for about half a minute, Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating ran down. Because there was a class, the two of them were fully dressed, and when they looked at Yan Wangchuan, they called out obediently as uncle.

"En." Yan Wangchuan replied indifferently, his expression so sparse that it was serious and terrifying.

According to what Qiao Aiyun said, he gave a few words of advice.

The two helped Song Fengwan lift things up, and Hu Xinyue couldn't help complaining, "Wanwan, your dad looks so scary, he can't even laugh, when he looks at me, my heart beats so fast He's about to jump out, what kind of job does he do?"

"Designed."

"Are you a daughter-in-law?"

Xu Shi didn't want to mention Song Jingren's matter, so Song Fengwan didn't refute that he was not his biological father. These things were too complicated and couldn't be explained clearly for a while.

"How long will your father stay?" Miao Yating asked.

"It should be a while. At noon, he will pick us up for dinner."

"How embarrassing." Although Hu Xinyue said so, she still couldn't hide her little joy.

Yan Wangchuan came to the capital this time, apart from paying respects to Mr. Fu's birthday, he also had many things to do in the company. The most important thing was to come to Beijing to recruit people. The main reason was that the company lacked design talents. He was always strict with himself in this regard. check.

He went directly to the office of Dean Liu Hong of the Academy of Fine Arts.

"Mr. Yan, you came very early." Dean Liu smiled and beckoned him to sit down.

"Send my daughter to school." Yan Wangchuan said bluntly.

"Wan Wan is really a good kid." Dean Liu smiled, and took out a stack of design drawings from his drawer to him, "These are some design drafts I have selected, and these are the designs that our hospital is willing to work for Yan's." Students or teachers, you can take it back and have a look."

"Thank you." Yan Wangchuan reached out to take it.

All names above have been redacted so that all design drafts can be commented more objectively.

Yan Wangchuan flipped through it casually, and took out a picture from it.

Liu Hong narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, this Yan Wangchuan's eyes were so vicious that he actually picked the best one out of them.

But after looking at it for a long time, he still excluded the design drawing.

"Is this picture bad?"

"There is form but there is no spirit." Yan Wangchuan stared at the picture with narrowed eyes, always feeling that the painting style of this brushwork was indescribably weird. Many people imitated Qiao's old style, but this person's made him feel indescribable in his heart.

This picture is uncomfortable to look at. There are several styles of painting mixed together. It looks good and is ingenious, which is weird.

Dean Liu was surprised. He really didn't understand what kind of design Yan Wangchuan wanted. This is Gao Xue's proud work. Their courtyard specially poached her here, so why don't you look down on such a work?

Yan's Group is a place that depends on ability rather than qualifications. Although it is located in Nanjiang, its annual salary is high, especially the year-end bonus, which is extremely generous. Many design students want to join Yan's Group after graduation.

Even Gao Xue is no exception. Although she has been hired as a lecturer at Peking University, the salary in colleges and enterprises is naturally incomparable. She is extremely confident that she will be selected.

**

On the other side, Beijing Liyuan

Before Fu Chen returned to Yunjin's capital, he learned that Jing Hanchuan hadn't returned to the Jing's house, so he went to Liyuan for a walk.

Jing Hanchuan is very arrogant, if Fu Chen doesn't come today, it will be extremely difficult for him to enter the Jing's house next time.

"Third Master, you are here. Sixth Master is in the backyard." The Jing family led Fu Chen to the back.

The backyard is the place where Peking opera actors like Liyuan usually train. Singing, reciting and beating, singing is not such a simple thing. Many of them are children's skills practiced since childhood.

A group of people stood in a row and raised their voices. The voice was not beautiful, so Fu Chen cleared his throat.

From a long distance, he saw Jing Hanchuan, wearing a blue suit, tall, with a good figure, the plain blue color set off his eyebrows and eyes picturesquely, chic and unrestrained, just this appearance is extremely beautiful.

Jing Hanchuan followed his mother, and learned Peking Opera for a period of time. He is singing "The Ice Wheel on the Sea Island" from "The Drunken Concubine" at the moment.

He glanced at Fu Chen, took off his clothes and handed them to someone, then walked towards him, "What are you doing here?"

That tone of voice wasn't good, and Jing Hanchuan wasn't a temperless person after he was temporarily let go.

"I brought you steamed buns." Fu Chen turned a deaf ear to the displeasure in his words.

The two went to the lobby where they listened to the opera to eat.

Jing Hanchuan even handled the chopsticks gracefully and gracefully, "Come here so early? Don't you need to accompany Miss Song?"

"She's going to class."

"Last night?" Jing Hanchuan squinted at him.

"Where did you see that?"

"You have dark circles under your eyes, and you look dissatisfied with desire." He said in a leisurely tone.

Fu Chen chuckled, the ghost knew that he didn't sleep with Song Fengwan at all last night, where did he get dissatisfied with his desires.

At this moment, there was the sound of a car outside.

Liyuan is located in a secluded place, and it only officially opened this afternoon. It opened at three o'clock, and people usually come over at two o'clock. Jing Hanchuan lowered his head and ate, without raising his eyebrows.

"Master Liu, is someone here?"

"Um?"

"Miss He Jia, said that she wants to book the venue, so I came to inquire about specific matters."

Hearing the word He Jia, Fu Chen, who had been looking down at Fo Chuan'er, couldn't help but look up at Jing Hanchuan.

"I'm afraid they didn't come here to book the venue." Fu Chen lightly said, "Is there anyone in the He family who is good at the show?"

Jing Hanchuan lowered his eyes and said nothing, he ate the soup dumplings slowly, even though there was boiling hot soup inside, his movements were still graceful and decent.

"You don't have much time to come to Liyuan. If you pick this time to come, I'm afraid you are here for you?"

Jing Hanchuan put down his chopsticks, pulled a tissue on one side, and wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully, "She didn't want Miss Yu to go back. Who would want to have an extra person out of thin air to compete with me for the huge wealth of the He family."

"The most important thing is that Miss Yu not only stays in the capital..."

"Now I have found a boyfriend with a strong background. If the He family wants to take her back, I'm afraid she will have to give up her position."

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the person opposite, "The best way is to find a more powerful boyfriend. You are the best choice."

"That's why this Miss He came here at this time to pick on you..."

Fu Chen's tone was teasing, this Miss He family is really courageous, she actually set her mind on the Jing family.

Jing Hanchuan paused with his fingers holding the paper towel, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, "I'm afraid she wants to be thrown into the pond by me to feed the fish. The fish in our family are just short of fish fat for the winter."

"Sixth Master, how should we reply?" Jing's family asked.

"You just say that she is not qualified to own my garden." Jing Hanchuan smiled gently, but there was an inexplicable chill.

Fu Chen lightly sneered.

The implication is:

You are not worthy of soaking me!

This person still wants to pick on our sixth master, she is really unworthy, haha

Master Liu, leave her to feed the fish.

Sixth Lord: It's a pity that our family doesn't raise crocodiles or sharks.

Third Master: ...

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