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

Before Liyuan officially reopened to the public, Jing Xing Yao ordered many plays, and it was difficult to decide. He also wanted to hear some professional advice, so he invited some professional Beijing opera fans in the industry to try it for free, and also sent an invitation to Fu Chen by the way.

He is also a man who loves to play.

Ever since the old lady at home left, Fu Chen hadn't been to Liyuan.

"Still worried?" Jing Hanchuan asked, "Afraid of touching the scene?"

"Not really."

"Accompany me to listen to it. We haven't listened to an opera together for a long time." Jing Hanchuan is also considered professional in this area, and he also wants to give his daughter some advice.

Fu Chen agreed, and Fu Qinyuan said that he was fine, so he went with him.

The pear orchard has been refurbished and has a brand new look. It is no longer the same as it used to be. Fu Chen will always feel some emotion in his heart, and the place where he is sitting at this time is exactly where his mother often sits.

He raised his hand to pick up the teacup at hand, took a sip of hot tea, calmed down, and looked at the people entering the garden one after another.

Suddenly he smiled at Jing Hanchuan, "The people who came to the garden today, except for those who came to listen to the opera, many of them have other purposes."

It is an audition, except for those invited by Jing Xingyao, it is considered semi-open. Anyone who wants to listen to the show can enter, but no one can enter when the garden is full. Although it is now promoting the quintessence of Chinese culture, there are still more old-age fans. , suddenly there are so many young people, and they are all men...

When listening to a play, it’s fine to dress comfortably. Everyone is dressed brightly, and it’s clear what they want to do.

Fu Qinyuan was sitting on one side, and suddenly said with a smile, "Uncle Liu, I don't know, people thought there was a blind date meeting for hundreds of people in the yard."

Although everyone is afraid of the Jingxu family, as the Xu Group continues to grow in the capital, everyone knows that these two families are not so devilish that they cannot be approached.

Not to mention that Jing Hanchuan is notorious over there. After all, in a society ruled by law, how can the Jing family be domineering?

If he can be the son-in-law of the Jing family, and then climb up to the Xu family, then he will be able to rise to the top in the future, it will be indescribably precious.

Whenever there is a rumor that this garden is run by Jing Xingyao, there are too many people who want to please, but they are usually afraid to get close, and they can't find a suitable excuse.

Many people have already sent flower baskets by listening to the opera today.

Even if you can't get close now, it's so good that you look familiar.

"There are quite a few familiar faces here, all of whom are well-known upstarts in the capital." Fu Qinyuan was not in a hurry when facing a large group of rivals in love.

Xu Xu had to listen to Jing Hanchuan, "Uncle Liu, who do you think looks familiar? Maybe I know him, and I can give you some advice."

"Which one am I interested in, I will let people check." Jing Hanchuan drank his tea slowly, without any emotion on his face.

This group of people had no ability to find out the whereabouts of the Jing family, so they naturally didn't know that Jing Hanchuan was here today, and they didn't know that they were being targeted.

Fu Qinyuan casually ate the refreshments on the table, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jing Hanchuan ordering people to go downstairs to watch people.

This group of people came just in time...

When Jing Hanchuan travels, he will always be accompanied by some people, all over the Liyuan. Now all these people are going to stare at his rival, and it will be convenient for him to get close to Jing Xingyao next time.

These rivals in love happened to help him restrain Jing Hanchuan's eyes and ears, so that he would not be a thief.

Saved a lot of trouble.

And with Jing Hanchuan around, the group of people below had no chance to get close to Jing Xingyao, so he didn't have to be wary at all.

This group of people is still full of joy at this time, ready to show their faces in front of Jing Xingyao, but they don't know that they died before they were born, and they have no chance at all.

Fu Chen tilted his head and glanced at Fu Qinyuan, what happened to this kid today?

Do you really want to find someone for Jing Xingyao? Or is it deliberately provoking Jing Hanchuan?

Noticing his father's gaze, Fu Qinyuan remained calm and smiled at him, "Dad, what do you do?"

Fu Chen stroked the Buddhist beads in his hand, and the eyes of father and son met...

Fu Qin was originally brought up by Fu Chen. Although the two usually did not get along, no one knew each other better than them.

Fu Chen raised his hand to caress the tassels on the Buddha string, and an idea popped up in his heart:

This kid has a ghost in his heart!

It's not wrong to say nothing, but he obviously talked too much today.

If Fu Qinyuan knew that he was suspected by his father because of this, he would probably die of depression. Since he arrived in Liyuan, he has not spoken more than ten sentences in total.

However, he also noticed at this time that his father seemed to be staring at him all the time, which made Fu Qinyuan have no time to go backstage.

He couldn't really let his father find out for the sake of momentary enjoyment.

It was too difficult to survive under the old fox.

At this moment, Fu Qinyuan's cell phone vibrated, he took it out and noted: [Little Uncle].

"Dad, little uncle is on the phone, I'll go out and answer it." This place is very close to the stage, and the voice is loud.

Seeing that it was indeed Yan Chi's call, Fu Chen nodded and remained silent.

...

While answering the phone, Fu Qinyuan walked to the back of the garden: "Hey, uncle, why are you calling me at this time?"

"no?"

"No, it's pretty good."

"At home? Or school?" The news that Fu Qinyuan handed over the company affairs to Fu Chen recently, the Yan family has already heard.

"In Liyuan, come to listen to the opera, what's the matter?" Even though he is a nephew, his relationship is similar to that of a brother.

"Sister's manuscript is ready?"

"Why don't you rush her."

"Shut down."

"Then it's probably not done properly, and the play must have disappeared."

If Song Fengwan knew that his son described him in this way, he would be very angry.

"How are you doing? How are you studying?"

"It's okay."

Fu Qinyuan was walking backstage at this time, and he had to deal with Yan Chi carefully, everyone was not a good person, and he was worried about being tricked by him.

At that time he was still very young, he went to Nanjiang to play, got some money, and wanted to go to the canteen to buy something to eat, but that place was a little far away from Yan's house, so he always asked for Yan Chi's advice.

"Uncle, accompany me to the canteen."

"No."

"Please."

"Walk!"

Later, he found out that going to the canteen with him was too much of a disadvantage, after all, he was older than himself and ate a lot, but after he figured out the way to the canteen, when he went again, he still pretended to be smart and asked sentence.

"Uncle, do you want to go to the commissary?"

"No."

"Then I'm going."

Someone laughed, and then Yan Chi took out the money from his pocket, "Bring me a bottle of soda."

Fu Qinyuan was stupid. He was still too naive at that time, and felt aggrieved.

In fact, when he grew up, he also knew that he bought Yan Chi water, and Yan Chi bought him food that was more expensive. After all, Yan Chi suffered a disadvantage, but he didn't know it at the time.

Anyway, Fu Qinyuan was still wary of this uncle, who was an elder after all, who dared to quarrel with his father.

How did Fu Chen and Yan Chi "fight against each other", Fu Qinyuan didn't quite understand, anyway, they have been fighting wits and courage for many years.

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Yan Chi felt that he seemed to have something to do, and was perfunctory to himself, so he hung up the phone after chatting casually, but Fu Qinyuan didn't go back, but took advantage of this moment to go directly to the backstage.

*

Jing Xingyao was backstage at this time. At this time, the actors behind were changing clothes, changing clothes, and preparing props. Everything was in order. She was still controlling the field from the side before, and when she was on track, she sat in the corner and watched silently.

As soon as Fu Qinyuan arrived at the back, he saw the people huddled in the corner at a glance. At this time, the backstage was a little chaotic, with actors and staff shuttled around at will. Jing Xingyao just looked up and saw him standing not far away.

My whole body was tense, and my heart constricted immediately, and my palms felt hot from the tension.

She knew very well in her heart that his father and third uncle were here today, how dare he act so presumptuously under the two of them.

Then she saw someone walking close to the wall, approaching her in a snake-like manner, and handed her a glass filled with fat sea.

"Drink it."

"Thank you." Jing Xingyao happened to be thirsty, and reached out to take it, but someone suddenly reached out and grabbed hers, which made her pale with fright. There were people around, and he was probably crazy.

"Fu Qinyuan!" She broke free and pulled her fingers away, and Fu Qinyuan had already sat down next to her.

"Today's audition was a success."

With that serious look, it was as if the person who just took the opportunity to shake hands and profit was not him.

Jing Xingyao responded casually, unscrewed the cup, took a sip of tea, and just swallowed a sip, he said, "I've used this cup before."

That means:

We kissed indirectly.

Jing Xingyao frowned, and turned her head to give him a look, but he quickly came over and pecked her lips...

Very light and fast.

The slight "boo--" sound made her almost knock over the cup in shock.

"I've never used the cup. I made water for you specially. A few days ago, I heard from my sixth aunt that your voice has been a little hoarse recently. Besides, it's not like I haven't kissed you before. What are you afraid of?" Fu Qinyuan laughed so presumptuously .

Jing Xingyao looked around. She was worried that it would affect the actors entering the stage, so she huddled in a corner. Fortunately, the place was remote enough that no one seemed to see it.

"If my dad sees it, you will be finished." Jing Xingyao really doesn't understand why every time he is the thief, it is she who is afraid.

"Yaoyao—are you worried about me?" Someone got closer again.

**

At this time, Jing Hanchuan still made people stare at the group of people below, worried that they would go to the backstage to harass Jing Xingyao. He didn't even know that the real culprit had sneaked in...

Fu Chen stroked the beads. Fu Qinyuan and Yan Chi had a good relationship, but the two boys, not girls, didn't have much to say. According to his understanding, the conversation time between the two was not too long. He turned his head and glanced at the side , Shifang probably went to the bathroom, only Qian Jiang stood expressionless.

It seems to say: I am just a machine without emotions.

He glanced at Fu Qinyuan's position from the corner of his eye, and found that he had taken the cup he had brought.

Answer the phone, why bring a cup?

Moisten your throat while talking on the phone?

Because Huaisheng had a hoarse voice some time ago, Song Fengwan bought some fat seas and came back. Fu Qinyuan had a bit of soaking today, but Fu Chen didn't care at all, but now he felt that something was really wrong.

This kid never took a cup with him when he went out.

He said that bringing a cup is the style of a veteran cadre like himself.

Once there are some clues to some things, there will be many clues coming out. He took out his mobile phone and called Yan Chi. The call was successfully connected, but the other party said hello. Fu Chen said bluntly: "Wrong call gone."

Fu Chen raised his hand, signaling Qian Jiang to come over.

"Third Master." Qian Jiang approached, because the sound of the stage was too loud, he could only get as close as possible.

"Go find Qin Yuan and see what he's doing?"

Qian Jiang nodded and immediately walked back.

Behind here, apart from the bathroom, there is a road leading to the backstage. Qian Jiang went to the bathroom to find a circle, only Shi Fang was smoking in the corner, and his brows were furrowed.

Talking about going to the toilet, actually hiding to smoke.

"Lao Jiang, can you have one?" Someone smiled flatteringly.

Qian Jiang ignored him and walked directly backstage.

He approached Fu Qinyuan inch by inch.

**

Nanjiang at this time

Yan Chi stared at the caller ID, he and Fu Chen have been fighting wits and courage for so many years, the relationship is not very good, even if they dial the wrong number, they will not call him.

The father and son are very abnormal today.

One was absent-minded but still perfunctory himself, and the other claimed to have dialed the wrong number.

He glanced at the phone again, his eyes lit up, as if he thought of something instantly.

He remembered that when Fu Qinyuan answered the phone, he asked him why he called him at this time, and then questioned him himself, and said it was fine, his tone was clearly very happy.

Could it be that this call happened to be at the right time?

This kid got rid of his brother-in-law?

so now……

The brother-in-law is calling to test the enemy's situation, to see if they are still talking?

In the past, Fu Qinyuan was asked by his brother-in-law to talk to him in the study, and he would deliberately ask him to call him at the right time in order to get rid of Fu Chen. This trick was later discovered by Fu Chen, and the result was...

Fu Chen bought him three sets of "Three-Year College Entrance Exam and Five-Year Simulation" online.

One set for mock exams; one set for review; one set for collection.

What kind of tricks are these father and son playing? He was thinking about whether to call Fu Qinyuan...

It may also be that I think too much.

He flicked his phone, undecided.

The third watch is over...

A certain person really thinks too much, and it's a very slippery operation for you to give Liu Ye the wind.

But your father is still your father, little third master, you are finished.

**

It’s been a long time since we’ve had a quiz with prizes, let’s guess the questions~

The topic of today's prize quiz is:

【Will Yan Chi tip off the little third master? 】

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