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

After Fu Chen and Yan Wangchuan chatted, they returned to the room and did not see anyone, but only when they entered the study did they see the person who remembered pulling his hair.

He leaned against the door, with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm going to be bald any more."

Song Fengwan looked up at him and brushed his messy hair a little annoyed.

"What's wrong? Got mad at that kid?"

"I'm not angry, Mom!" Fu Qinyuan was running around the room with a toy in his hand at this time, "Mom is too stupid, she can't teach me at all."

"Father, she doesn't even know how to examine questions. She always misleads me. If I do something wrong, she scolds me."

"Too bad tempered."

Song Fengwan stared blankly, his temper... violent?

It was the first time someone described her like that.

"Besides, she has such a poor memory that she asked me to write Chinese characters silently. I have written a word four or five times, and she said she has never written it silently?"

Song Fengwan frowned, she was really to blame for this, it was because she was looking at a little guy's homework book, she didn't see that word at all, so she took it for granted that she hadn't written silently.

God knows...

He wrote it silently three or four times, but he never got it right once.

Fu Chen watched and continued to stimulate, his little wife was afraid that he would go crazy, so he patted his head, "Okay, go back to sleep, don't play anymore."

Fu Qinyuan fled away, leaving Song Fengwan with a frantic face, who was so angry that he hit his head on the table.

"Still bumping? My memory is not very good recently, and bumping again will be even more stupid."

When Song Fengwan raised his head again, Fu Chen had already walked over, propped his hands on the table, leaned down, and stared at her with a smile.

The two were separated by a table before, but the distance was extremely close.

But close.

Fu Chen stretched out his hand, and gently gathered the hair on her forehead by her ear, and passed his fingers through her hair, warm and warm...

"I'm really about to collapse." Song Fengwan looked aggrieved, "Who do you think he looks like? His personality is not like you, nor like me."

"Some people say that a nephew is like an uncle, but he's not like his cousin, let alone Xiao Chi."

"I told you a long time ago, don't always take him to the company." Fu Chen carefully smoothed her hair.

"Um?"

"Jiang Er took him to play around all day long, and learned a lot from him."

Song Fengwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Jiang Erzhen was shot while lying down.

"Late night..."

"Huh?" Song Fengwan looked up at her with a smile, only feeling a little warmth in the corner of his forehead, "It's getting late, let's go back to the room."

These are old couples, so there is no need to say more if there are some suggestive words, Song Fengwan blushed, "I'll help him pack his schoolbag."

Mr. Yan came down to get the milk, passed by the study, saw his sister and brother-in-law leaning head to head, talking nonsense, and sighed helplessly.

When returning to Fu Qinyuan's room, he handed over a glass of milk, "Drink the milk, uncle will tell you a story, and then go to bed after listening."

Parents don't care, so he can only take care of him as an uncle.

Fu Qinyuan's bed was very big, and whenever Yan Chi came over, the two of them would huddle together.

Fu Qinyuan usually couldn't finish listening to this story and fell asleep soon, while little Yan Xiansen covered him with a cool summer quilt like a little adult, and then fell asleep after reading for a while.

From the beginning, they were all in love with each other, and accidents usually happened in the second half of the night...

Song Fengwan was worried about the two children sleeping, kicking the quilt and so on, so he would come to visit once or twice in the middle of the night.

Usually it was his own son who was wrapped up like a silkworm baby, and Xiao Yan Xiansen hugged his arms and curled up to one side.

Two flimsy summer quilts were entangled by a certain guy alone, and that certain person slept dishonestly. He kicked Xiao Yan Xiansen's butt a few times, and slept in a mess. Sometimes he slept until midnight, and Xiao Yan Xiansen opened his eyes... …

I found that there were two feet on the side of my head, and someone's head had been moved to the other end.

Since I am an uncle, I'd better let him go.

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next day

Since Qiao Aiyun would come over today, Fu Qinyuan seemed extremely excited, because grandma loved her, and every time she came over, she would bring him a lot of delicious food.

Qiao Aiyun's plane in the afternoon, Song Fengwan returned to the company in the morning to deal with the affairs at hand, and then planned to leave.

"Wan Wan." Second Young Master Jiang opened the door and came in, seeing that she had already packed her things, "Going away?"

"Well, go to the remedial class to pick up Qin Yuan, why are you still here? Didn't you say that your brother and sister-in-law are here today?"

"They came by car, there is no need to pick up the plane." Jiang Er cleaned up very neatly today.

"I came to see you specially?"

Ever since Jiang Duanyan returned to his hometown, Song Fengwan hadn't seen him a few times, but occasionally during festivals, if he was in Beijing, he would come to visit, especially after having a child, the chances of meeting him were even less.

"Of course not. They bring their children to travel, and I am responsible for formulating the itinerary as a tour guide." Jiang Er was speechless.

And his brother said:

1. The itinerary should take care of the children.

2. Dress appropriately and avoid fancy clothes.

3. Don't smoke, drink or talk in front of your children, don't dye your hair, fasten all the buttons for me...

...

It made Jiang Er change the music in his car to children's songs like "Little Leaping Frog".

He usually drove alone, worried about falling asleep, and played explosive dance music. Once a child from his brother's family came over, and the deafening music rang in the car.

Jiang Er could feel that his life was not long.

That time when his brother came suddenly, his aunt didn't clean the house. A single man naturally couldn't be clean. Jiang Duanyan only said:

"Third Master's dog's den is cleaner than yours."

Jiang Er's face turned dark at that time.

"How long will Mr. Jiang stay this time?" Song Fengwan asked while packing his things.

"It's more than a week." Jiang Er felt bad when he mentioned this, the eldest brother stayed for so long, didn't he intend to make him a monk!

"If the schedule is not tight, let him bring the children to our house for dinner." Song Fengwan's words were not polite, because Jiang Duanyan and Fu Chen have been cooperating in recent years.

Although the two families don't get together often, they have a good relationship.

"Yeah." Jiang Er tugged at his tie, "I came here to tell you that the police have formally detained the person who made trouble yesterday."

"Although Gao Xue is hospitalized, her lawyer has come to the company and seems to want to reconcile."

"I kicked him out."

"If you want to reconcile, you have to be a little sincere, okay, eat watermelon at home and turn on the air conditioner, let the lawyer talk, who is she?"

...

Jiang Er was very annoyed when he mentioned this matter, and fanned the flames on the Internet. When the matter was exposed, he confessed in private and tried to cover it up with small means.

Now many netizens are forgetful, maybe in a few months, Gao Xue will be able to continue activities again.

"She hired a lawyer?" Song Fengwan raised his eyebrows.

"And he also said that as long as I am willing to help, he will give me some favors. I seem to be the kind of person who can be bought with money?" Jiang Ershao snorted coldly, "I seem to be short of money?"

Song Fengwan glanced at him, "You lack love."

"..."

"It's time for you to find a girlfriend."

Jiang Er coughed, "Then what, the weather is good today, haha..."

Song Fengwan glanced out the window, the forecast said that there would be showers today, and the weather outside would be gray, how good is the weather?

...

The two went to the underground parking lot together and parted ways.

Jiang Er saw Song Fengwan driving neatly on the road, and couldn't help being dumbfounded. She thought that she had a driver's license, but she had never touched any cars. There was a lot of traffic in the capital, so she drove carefully, and nothing happened on the road. When she arrived at the underground garage, she reversed the car. At that time, the rear end of the car was smashed.

Qian Jiang sits in the co-pilot and is usually in charge of commanding, because Song Feng is still easy to get confused when taking the elevated highway in the capital.

Once I got off the wrong exit and took an extra hour to get home.

*

When I arrived at the remedial class, I picked up Fu Qinyuan and Xiao Yan Xiansen, and went home directly.

Both Fu Chen and Yan Wangchuan were not at home at this time, because Qiao Aiyun didn't stay here for a long time, and both of them had to deal with the matters at hand, and set aside more time, one was to accompany his wife, and the other was to please the mother-in-law.

Before the car reached the door, he saw a black car parked nearby.

This is the only house in this area, and the car is parked, it may be a visiting guest.

"Is there a guest coming today?" Song Fengwan was sitting in the back of the car, taking care of the two children, while Qian Jiang was controlling the steering wheel and looking at the car, but he didn't know him.

"No."

Fu Chen seldom invited people home, and he could freely enter and leave the families in Yunjin Capital, and he would not park his car outside.

Song Fengwan pursed his lips, thinking that he might be passing by.

As soon as the car was stable at the door, she opened the door and got out of the car, and then saw a familiar person getting out of the car...

Gao Xue!

She almost forgot that Gao Xue used to be her teacher, knew her home address, and had been here before.

It's just that she didn't expect that this person was thick-skinned enough, and the company didn't block anyone, but he ran to the house...

Fu Qinyuan sat on the safety seat, watched Song Fengwan retreat with a smile on his face, twisted his body as hard as he could, and looked out the window, who is this person? Make mom so unhappy?

Guess, will Fu Baobao do anything? 【Cover face】

Fu Baobao: I'm very good.

Third Master: ...

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