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

Chuanbeijia

Song Fengwan stood on one side, staring at Xu Yuanfei. She wrapped the cake with her fingers flying, and the red ribbon passed through her fingers to form a beautiful bow.

She has seen her packing boxes more than once, and she has also learned by hand.

result……

cough cough.

She may never know how to tie a bow in her life.

At this moment, Xu Yuanfei's cell phone in his pocket vibrated, "Wan Wan, help me with that, the right pocket."

Song Fengwan took out the phone for her, she just glanced at it and asked her to put it back.

"How not to answer the phone?"

"I don't really want to pick it up." Xu Yuanfei opened the closet, "Do you want a small candle?"

"Yeah." Song Fengwan nodded, still looking at the ribbon she had just tied. She didn't expect that the phone had just been wiped out, and a few more messages came in. She just glanced at it, all with a pleading tone. Yes, as if to invite her to do something.

"A few days later, there was an Internet celebrity conference. I didn't know what kind of voting the organizers had put up. I didn't know at the time that I won the award. They asked me to participate in the event. It was quite grand."

Xu Yuanfei explained.

Because of the influence of Duan Linbai a few years ago, after the dessert shop inexplicably became an online celebrity shop, Xu Yuanfei has expanded his shop in recent years. He has followed the trend and set up a Weibo account. He will release some new products, or teach everyone how to make some simple desserts. cake.

Duan Linbai often likes and reposts. Xu Yuanfei's account has nearly 10 million fans, and they are all very active and high-quality fans, so if there is a vote, I immediately give her a like.

Xu Yuanfei has no intention of becoming an Internet celebrity at all, so naturally he is not willing to participate in such activities.

She has no intentions, but fans always want to give the best to the person they like.

There are too many gimmicks on her, so the organizers are naturally urging her.

"If you don't make it clear to them, they will probably keep harassing you." Song Fengwan laughed.

"I've said it several times, but I still make several phone calls every day."

Xu Yuanfei packed the cake and handed it to her. When she turned around, she saw her daughter coming out from behind with a small schoolbag on her back.

She immediately had a headache.

"Mom, can I go to my brother's house to play?" Jing Xingyao looks like Jing Hanchuan, with two braids and a beautiful western-style skirt, and has a very good manner.

Jing Hanchuan's appearance is a bit feminine, but not feminine, with an unruly, unrestrained, unrestrained appearance. His appearance looks on a girl's face, so he is naturally exquisite.

Xu Yuanfei smiled bitterly, you have packed everything, what else can I say?

"Have you talked to grandma?"

"I said it, and grandma agrees."

"Wan Wan, I'll trouble you to take care of her." Xu Yuanfei felt a little headache, but she was fortunate that it wasn't the girl from Duan's family who came here today.

The children are of the same age, so they can play naturally. She and the girl from the Duan family are still in the same class in kindergarten.

**

On the way back to the old house

Fu Chen was in charge of driving, Song Fengwan held the cake, sat in the co-pilot and checked Weibo for a while, while the two children muttered something behind them.

"What news did you see, so focused?"

"It's just an online celebrity voting competition, and sister Xu was also selected. I just want to see what kind of competition it is."

In recent years, many Internet celebrities are no longer limited to the Internet. Many of them have started to participate in TV variety shows, and there are also many filmmakers, and some earn as much as celebrities.

Song Fengwan found out that there were actually a few votes on her Weibo account. Although Xu Yuanfei would not participate in this event, it was a waste of votes, so she just voted for her.

The system automatically generated a Weibo, thanking her for voting for Xu Yuanfei.

Song Fengwan's Weibo used to be used to eat melons, and Duan Linbai's fan support club was also added. Now it is a daily post, and occasionally posts some of his own design works. There are more than a hundred fans, and there are no fans at all. People pay attention to her.

After arriving at the old house, from a long distance away, I saw the old man standing under the shade of a tree.

Over the years, his back has become much bent, and his eyes have become cloudy, but when he sees a familiar car approaching, his eyes suddenly blink, holding his crutches with one hand, and waving at them with the other.

The old lady of the Fu family had a stroke two years ago, and her legs and feet became weak after that, so she seldom went out.

As soon as the car stopped, Fu Qinyuan opened the door and jumped down, "Grandpa!"

The old man smiled when he saw him, even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and brows were full of smiles, "Good, good..." From the corner of the eye, he caught sight of Jing Xingyao getting off the car, and kept calling her over, "Xing Xing, come and show me. long time no see……"

As soon as she approached, the old man held her hand, "It's getting more and more beautiful."

"Go in first." Fu Chen carried the cake, "Qin Yuan, help grandpa."

"I know." Fu Lao loves him, and Fu Qinyuan also respects and loves him, after all...

This is the thickest thigh in the whole family.

After Fu Shinan was transferred back to the capital, Dai Yunqing naturally followed her back. Usually she and the elders stayed at home. Fu Zhongli and his family went abroad two years ago. It was because Fu Yuxiu planned to stay abroad for a long time and married the girlfriend he was talking about the year before last. , gave birth to a child last year, and the couple took care of it.

"Sister-in-law." Song Fengwan entered the room and saw Dai Yunqing busy in the kitchen, "I'm sorry, it's Qin's birthday and I kept you busy for a long time."

"It's okay, it's hot outside today..."

Song Fengwan took the child and went to the back room to see the old lady first. The old man was weak and lazy, and could sleep all day long by leaning on the rocking chair.

"You accompany grandma."

She said, took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen.

Seeing him enter the kitchen, Fu Chen felt a throbbing pain in his brain. After all these years, Song Fengwan could cook a few dishes that he was good at, but the taste was really not flattering.

This is also thanks to that little bastard Fu Qinyuan.

The old man's education policy has always been, don't beat the child, but encourage him. This kid has learned the essence at some point. After Song Fengwan cooked a certain time, he can boast that it is very delicious. I hope she often eats it. Do.

Song Fengwan felt that his son liked it, so naturally he often ran to the kitchen.

Fu Qinyuan didn't say that he suffered alone, but he had to drag him into the water: "Dad, why don't you eat it? Don't you like this dish very much? Or do you think mom's cooking is not delicious?"

Fu Chen had no choice but to barely eat a few mouthfuls.

In fact, it smells okay, just the taste of the mouth, which is always a little strange.

Looking at his little wife's expectant eyes, he could only say something inappropriate: "Not bad, better than before."

"I think it's good too, Mom, in fact, you are very talented in cooking."

Fu Qinyuan actually wanted to flatter Song Fengwan, after all, among the three members of their family, Song Fengwan was the thigh.

"It's really delicious?" Song Fengwan tasted it herself, and she thought it was pretty average.

"Yeah, I think it's great, Dad, what do you think?" Fu Qinyuan continued to flatter.

"Well, yes." Fu Chen didn't like hitting his wife at this time.

Then Song Fengwan said devilishly: "Since you all think it's delicious, then eat it up and don't waste it. This dish is so flavorful that even Fu Xinhan can't eat it. You are responsible for solving it."

Fu Qinyuan shook his chopsticks, and Fu Chen took a deep breath:

Little bastard, I was really killed by you!

Flattering, now it's all right, let yourself go into it.

"Qin Yuan, don't you really like it? Eat more." After Song Fengwan finished speaking, he simply sat on one side and stared at him while eating.

Fu Chen never eats much, after a few mouthfuls, he put down his chopsticks, "Qin Yuan, you are growing tall, eat more, I won't accompany you."

Fu Qinyuan: "..."

Someone managed to eat almost the whole dish.

Song Fengwan said again: "It seems that you really like to eat, then I will make more for you when I have time."

For a moment, Fu Qinyuan felt a little dark in front of his eyes.

Song Fengwan usually draws design drawings, and sometimes she can't take care of three meals, so she will inevitably neglect to take care of her son. She feels owed in her heart. Since Fu Qinyuan likes it, she must satisfy him.

When Fu Chen and her returned to the room, Song Fengwan murmured, "Actually, that dish is quite ordinary. How could Qin Yuan like it so much? His taste is so unique?"

Fu Chen laughed out loud, that kid probably regretted it to death.

So in the future, during the holidays, Song Fengwan's cooking will become a regular program, and the standard of those dishes will naturally improve a lot, but it will inevitably get boring if you eat them every day.

...

Soon the old lady came out, and the two children were sitting on the carpet and playing with things.

Jing Xingyao was dexterous, kneeling and crawling on the ground to fold paper, while Fu Qinyuan was bored playing with the model airplane in his hand, but his eyes kept falling on her hand.

Fu Qinyuan didn't have a good inheritance, he was as handicapped as Song Fengwan.

Kindergarten manual classes, kneading plasticine, origami, he couldn't handle any of them.

Qiao Xiyan once joked: "It's a pity that you have such beautiful and slender fingers!"

Fu Qinyuan's hands are good-looking, and the children's skin is tender and fleshy, which is quite ornamental, but they are a little handicapped.

So whenever he went to Qiao's house, Qiao Xiyan explicitly forbade him from touching any carving tools.

It's nothing more than handicapped, and it's extremely destructive.

Jade is not origami, if you make a mistake, it is irreversible, so when Fu Qinyuan went to Qiao's house, Qiao Xiyan or Qiao Wangbei always treated him as a thief.

Finally, the door of the machine room was locked.

He also complained to Fu Chen: "Dad, I really worked hard, and I did origami according to what the teacher said, but..."

Fu Chen can't tell him that you are genetic, because your mother's handwork is very poor.

Jing Xingyao is surprisingly dexterous, there is really no comparison and no harm.

*

After the meal was ready, Song Fengwan took off the apron, took the two children to wash their hands, and subconsciously took out the phone to look at it. The kitchen was a bit noisy, and she was worried that she might miss work information.

But when she took out her phone, she froze.

They were all comments and private messages, because her Weibo was just for eating melons and reading news, and she had no friends, let alone interacting with her. The inexplicable 99+ content made her a little stunned for a moment.

He opened his eyes casually.

All private messages and comments were all scolding her.

All kinds of foul language made her stunned for a moment.

"Mom, let's go, it's time to eat!" Fu Qinyuan saw her in a daze, and pulled her out.

She is no longer a child, so she can naturally hide her emotions and put away her phone with a smile, "Well, let's eat."

After sitting down, Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and leaned against her, "What's wrong with your work?"

"No, I didn't attend a meeting today. They sent me the content of the meeting just now. It's just a little troublesome." Song Fengwan laughed.

Fu Chen tapped his fingers on the table lightly, without making a sound.

*

At this time, Northern Sichuan

Jing Hanchuan had already arrived at home, holding a breath in his heart, and was about to ask Xu Yuanfei why he was taken away by those two traffickers again.

But he saw her sitting on the sofa, looking at the phone solemnly.

"What's wrong? This look?"

"Something on Weibo." Xu Yuanfei was also inexplicably abused. At this time, a bunch of people flooded into her comment area, arguing with her fans.

She simply turned off the comments.

As a result, her various guilty consciences were overwhelming.

She is really baffled, she didn't do anything, how could she be accused by thousands of people?

"Very serious?" Jing Hanchuan narrowed his eyes.

"It's okay." Xu Yuanfei just felt a little headache.

"If you have any questions, you can tell me anytime." Jing Hanchuan comforted her, and when he turned his head, he suddenly found a goldfish with a white belly in his fish tank.

Fu Qinyuan must have done a good job again.

That night, Duan Linbai @went to Jinghanchuan in their small group of four.

"Sister-in-law was attacked on the Internet, and someone bought a hot search, and now it is listed in the top 20 positions on the list."

And Jing Hanchuan turned on the computer, followed the context of the incident, and it turned out that it was just a repost of a vote on Weibo...

It's time to update, and I suddenly realized that I haven't done anything for a long time [cover my face]

It's the end of the month, everyone, take a look at the personal center, there are still tickets, don't forget to support the beginning of the month, okay~

Fu Baobao: How to treat handicap?

Third Master: Give up the treatment.

Fu Baobao: ...