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

Backstage of the Convention and Exhibition Center

When Song Fengwan was about to reach the backstage, he called the staff who had been in contact with him, and soon saw a young man in his early twenties with a work badge appearing.

"Are you the [make money to buy mines to raise a son]?" The man's eyes fell on Jiang Er, after all, the account on Weibo is a male account.

"It's me!" Unexpectedly, it was the little girl standing diagonally behind him who spoke.

The staff looked at her. She was wearing a simple dress with half-high heels, revealing a small section of white and tender calf, combing her ponytail, wearing a hat and mask, and only a pair of phoenix eyes...

Glittering and lively.

"You?" The man's tone was suspicious.

Song Fengwan took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, and proved his identity.

"Then who is this?" The man glanced at Second Young Master Jiang. He was also wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his face. "Boyfriend?"

Jiang Ershao was happy from the bottom of his heart, this kid has good eyesight.

"Assistant." Song Fengwan quickly denied.

Jiang Er pursed his lips, this happiness was like a tornado, it came and went too fast.

"Come with me." The man led Song Fengwan to the inner stage through the special passage of the staff, and met many so-called Internet celebrities during the process.

"We will arrange a place for you later, and let you take the stage when the time is right."

That person was muttering inwardly, the plagiarism incident was so big that she was in a state of blackmail on the Internet at this time, how dare she show her face at this time? Is it possible that things have reversed?

"We have formulated thorough security measures, Suchen fans will not do anything to you, you can rest assured about this, and don't be too nervous."

"Thank you." Song Fengwan didn't seem nervous, and his demeanor and conversation were also measured.

The man looked at her carefully, and his eyes fell on the pink diamond of her ring finger, "Miss, are you engaged?" Because judging from her state, she seemed young.

"My son is going to elementary school after autumn."

The man was dumbfounded, this screen name was really not random, he actually has a son.

Song Feng arrived at the lounge late, and there were a few staff members in there, and asked her if she wanted to touch up her makeup or something, just to see what this copy that was furiously scolded by the entire Internet looked like.

"No need." Song Fengwan declined.

"Then drink some water."

"We have water." Jiang Ershao took out a thermos from his bag.

Everyone was stunned. On a hot day, it's fine to wear a hat and a mask, but also bring your own thermos?

Everyone was very busy, and soon there were only the two of them left in the lounge.

The staff had already muttered in a low voice.

"The dress on her costs more than 30,000 yuan, and the shoes are even more expensive."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"A person who can bring an assistant must be rich. Such a person probably has everything, and even plagiarizes. What do you want to do now?"

"Who knows, anyway, if she is willing to take the stage, the popularity will be guaranteed. What other things have nothing to do with us."

...

Several people were discussing, and after about half an hour, someone led Song Fengwan into the venue.

At this time, the arena was full of people, and fans from various families occupied a position, holding light signs to support and build momentum, no different from ordinary groupies.

No one noticed that Song Fengwan and Jiang Er had already sat down.

The organizer also made trouble on purpose, her position was actually only two people away from Su Chen.

"Why hasn't Su Chen come?" Second Young Master Jiang couldn't help muttering.

"She's the number one voted this year, and she's got a lot of cards, so she's definitely going to be the last one," said a person next to her.

Xu Yuanfei arrived a few minutes ago, changed places with someone, and was next to Song Fengwan.

This made the organizers a little confused.

"Hey, how did they sit together? Know each other?"

"I do not know."

"Did Mrs. Jing hire her to make trouble? After all, she was hacked so badly for no reason on the Internet before."

"This person has voted for Mrs. Jing, and he is probably a fan. He doesn't need to be hired. I think he is here to make trouble today."

"leave it alone?"

"There's nothing big going on, so what's the rush?"

...

Xu Yuanfei didn't know that Song Feng would come to the party beforehand, "You didn't say hello to me in advance, there are a lot of people today, I see that there are a lot of fans from that house, if you confront her head-on in public, you have to be careful."

"I know."

Seeing Xu Yuanfei, this group of people originally wanted to go up to provoke and ridicule, but they were afraid of the men in black behind her and didn't dare to get close.

She didn't suffer less from sneering and rolling her eyes.

"The third master didn't accompany you?" Xu Yuanfei looked around.

"It's a small matter, I can solve it myself."

...

The two were talking with their heads tilted. At this moment, there was a sudden roar of mountains and tsunami from behind, and many people were chanting [Su Chen]'s name. Song Fengwan looked around and saw someone sitting down not far from her. up.

Greeting fans in the back side generously, attracting a lot of attention, arousing the envy of many Internet celebrities.

It's just that his eyes fell on Xu Yuanfei, and he smiled uncomfortably, "Hello."

There was only one place between them.

"Yeah." Xu Yuanfei replied in a neither salty nor bland manner.

"My fans harassed you some time ago, I'm really sorry..." She was wearing a mask and couldn't see her expression at all.

Xu Yuanfei just curled her lips into a smile, but didn't make a sound.

"This is my painting collection, for you, I hope you like it."

"Thank you." Xu Yuanfei reached out and took it.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk to him, Su Chen resignedly sat back in his seat, and the interaction between the two has been photographed by many people, and even posted on the Internet.

Many people in the live broadcast room said that Xu Yuanfei was too arrogant and arrogant.

In just a few minutes, the trending search for [Xu Yuanfei's cold face] was topped.

Jing Hanchuan was at the flower and bird market with his daughter at this time. The little guy was lying in a glass fish tank, staring at some red-tailed goldfish. The Jing family turned their ears and told him about the Internet.

But he ignored it, and turned to look at his daughter, "Do you like it? Buy it if you like it."

"I like it." Jing Xingyao said with a smile.

"After buying it, I will take you to find your mother."

Beijing family: ...

Naturally, Xu Yuanfei received this kind of news very quickly, and the following drafts were all about raising Suchen, stepping on her foot, who made it, needless to say.

But she didn't seem to care, looking down at the album.

Come over to apologize one minute, stab yourself the next second, and then say it's a fan's behavior and has nothing to do with you?

It is also enough for a white lotus.

*

Just when the Internet celebrity conference was about to start, the manager was a little anxious, because all the bullet screens in the major live broadcast rooms were swiping the screen, looking for Duan Linbai.

"Why hasn't Mr. Duan arrived yet?" The manager anxiously wiped the sweat off his forehead.

He specially designed a lot of links. If Duan Linbai didn't come, the program flow would be disrupted.

"We called just now and said we were on the way, but I didn't dare to rush." ​​The staff was also embarrassed.

When everyone was anxious, someone said that Duan Linbai's car had entered the basement, and the manager immediately led people to meet him.

Duan Linbai sat in the car, took a sip of wolfberry water with his thermos on.

"It's almost time." Assistant Xiao Jiang reminded.

"What's the rush? Important characters are the last to appear."

He just raised his glass, ready to take two more sips to moisten his throat, when someone knocked on his car window, he turned his head and saw a familiar person, and almost sprayed water on the car glass.

Fuck!

Why is this plague god here?

He hastily tightened the thermos cup, pushed the door and got out of the car, "Fu San? Are you bringing my sister-in-law here? Has she entered?"

"no."

"What?"

"I'm waiting for you." Fu Chen spoke confidently and confidently.

"What are you waiting for me for?"

Duan Linbai suddenly felt a chill on his back, as soon as he saw him, he knew that something was wrong.

"What do you say?"

Fu Chen smiled at him, and Duan Lin Bai's scalp went numb!

You have something to say, don't laugh at me like that, it's weird.

"Mr. Duan!" At this time, the manager had already led the people over. He was slightly fat and trotted all the way, his face was covered with sweat. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Fu Chen on the side, and his whole body froze, "Third Master..."

The last word "Master" still made my voice tremble a little.

"Let's go, isn't it about to start?" Fu Chen said bluntly.

"Please!" The manager hurriedly beckoned the two to go in.

Duan Linbai clenched the thermos: What the hell? Isn't he the main character?

He knew that something happened to Song Fengwan, and Fu Chen would not stay out of it.

"You came out, what about your kid?"

"Training class." Fu Chen said bluntly.

"He's actually willing to go?" The child was very playful, and so was Fu Qinyuan.

"I asked Yan Chi to accompany him."

Duan Linbai was stunned: Your brother-in-law came to the capital for the summer vacation, so you let him accompany his nephew to a cram school? What is this devil brother-in-law.

The organizer had no idea that Fu Chen would come over suddenly, and hurriedly ordered someone to arrange a seat again.

The two appeared at the same time, and the bullet screens in the major live broadcast rooms almost collapsed.

In recent years, Fu Chen has become more and more low-key. Most of the news may be financial news. Netizens have changed wave after wave. At this time, many people don't know him at all.

So on the barrage, many people asked who was next to Duan Linbai.

"You don't even know Mr. Fu? I really had a crush on him at the time. After all these years, he has hardly changed."

"Do you think that as long as Mr. Duan stands beside the third master, his aura will be weakened?"

"Upstairs, have you ever been a fan of their cp?" Duan Linbai and Fu Chen are good friends and often cooperate. There are many corrupt girls on the Internet, so naturally some people have yelled at these two.

"This master is not at home to coax the children, how can he have time to participate in this kind of activities?"

...

Because of the appearance of these two people, a lot of melon eaters flooded into the live broadcast rooms of various platforms.

"Don't worry about us, we're just here to join in the fun, just take a look, and you should do whatever you want." Duan Linbai waved his hand, feeling that the organizer was too slow to do things.

With his efficiency, when will I see my sister-in-law make a move.

"Okay." The manager flattered and withdrew.

**

The lights in the audience went out, there was cheering from below, and the stage lights flickered. First, there was a lively opening dance. The people on the stage wore tight dance skirts and twisted their waists as if they wanted to release all their enthusiasm.

Immediately afterwards, four hosts joined the scene. They were well-known bloggers on the Internet, and their voices never stopped.

After some awkward chats, it soon came to the awarding session. Even though other bloggers and Internet celebrities went up to learn, there were also many people shouting Suchen's name.

All the bullet screens in the live broadcast room were: [The quality of fans of a certain family is too low, and they didn't come to her house to play, it's too disrespectful. 】

Soon a staff member came to Xu Yuanfei's side, "It's time for you to take the stage."

"Um."

Not only Xu Yuanfei, but Suchen was also notified. A row of more than a dozen people entered the backstage together, nervously preparing to go on stage. Most of them were girls, and they were all dressed in dresses. Xu Yuanfei was wearing a long printed dress, which seemed too everyday .

But she didn't think there was anything wrong, and the organizer couldn't ask her to do anything, so she began to check the next process with everyone.

"Didn't you say that your guy won't come?" Xu Yuanfei looked at Song Fengwan who was on the side.

"I don't know either."

"I didn't expect him to like to join in the fun so much."

"Sixth Lord, are you sure you're not coming?"

"He doesn't like to join in the fun, so he took Xing Xing to buy fish." Xu Yuanfei said in a firm tone.

That tone seemed to be that Jing Hanchuan was completely ignorant of the secular world, and he was not on the same level as Duan Linbai or Fu Chen.

Song Fengwan pursed his lips, "Sixth Master really doesn't like to go to crowded places."

But not long after, Xu Yuanfei was slapped in the face because someone actually came...

"Next, let's give Suchen and Xu Yuanfei a round of applause!"

The organizers are really doing things.

The voting rankings of the two of them are far apart, and they were forced to be on the stage at the same time, and the fans below were blown up. The fans of the other family were watching the fun, and the fans of Suchen's family shouted:

"She doesn't deserve it!"

"Why let them accept the award together?"

"Get off!"

...

Duan Linbai coughed, "These fans are so mentally retarded now, let sister-in-law get out? If Han Chuan hears this, I'm afraid it will explode."

Fu Chen tilted his head and looked at the loudest people who made the loudest noises. They looked young, probably middle and high school students.

"Today's children still have too little homework."

At this moment, Xiao Yan Xiansen...

Accompanying Fu Qinyuan to make up lessons.

Xiao Yan Xiansen: I want to go home.

Third Master: If you stay for a few more days, don't your nephews and uncles feel good? Wouldn't it be better to spend more time with Qin Yuan?

Xiao Yan Xiansen: ...