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

Fu Yu heard that the two were together, so he didn't ask any further questions, and hung up the phone. Not long after he returned to the auditorium, the lecture ended.

Huai Sheng had to speak several times at school, all with different content, this time was just the beginning, but the response was overwhelming, some students were busy leaving the stage, and many of them rushed directly to the stage to answer questions and try to get close to him.

She originally planned to give Fu Qinyuan's book to him and leave, but he was surrounded by students and couldn't get away for a while. She sat on the seat, bowed her head and played with her mobile phone, or occasionally flipped through the pamphlets issued by the school to promote Buddhism, and occasionally Look up to that side.

I really didn't expect a monk to be so good at attracting bees and butterflies?

Another day suggested that he shave his head bald, draw a few dots on his head, wear a monk's robe, and hang Buddhist beads. Surely not so many girls would dare to pounce on him.

In reality, people seldom see monks. Even after he shaved his hair and became a monk, the handsome men and gods shared the anger, but everyone still respected him from the bottom of their hearts and held them in awe. They would never surround him like this.

After more than ten minutes, Huai Sheng walked over.

"Miss Fu? Why don't you leave?" Huaisheng would call her Xiaoyu when she was a child, but she looks like this...

This kind of nickname is not suitable for her!

"Wait for you." Fu Yu put away his phone.

"Are you waiting for me too?"

Fu Yu frowned, what he said... Could it be possible that he attributed himself to those little girls?

This monk thinks too much.

"This..." Just as Fu Yu was about to speak, he saw several school leaders outside calling Huai Sheng to go out. They probably had a dinner together at noon.

He's going out to eat? It is estimated that it is not convenient to take the book.

"Wait a moment." Huai Sheng was still standing in front of Fu Yu.

"I'm fine. You should be busy first."

Fu Yu casually played with the brochure on the table.

Huai Sheng glanced at her, and his eyes fell on the booklet in her hand.

Suddenly he took out a pen from his pocket, signed his name on it, and pushed it to her, "Then I'm leaving, goodbye."

Fu Yu was dumbfounded, almost all the students just asked him for autographs, but she...

Really not!

This monk... She can't get any kind of signature, even big-name celebrities can get it, what's missing him?

Oops, she has such a short temper, she just thought that he might be burdened by taking the books back, so she kindly didn't say anything, did he treat herself as a fan girl?

Fu Yu could only resign himself to his fate, hold the book, and then go to the capital of Yunjin.

Fu Qinyuan's uncle was really incompetent. In order to pick up girls, he even threw away all the books. She didn't even know what she was doing here today.

Became a porter for no reason, and was also regarded as the person who wanted to sign?

His uncle must be holding the girl's little hand, blowing on the air conditioner, eating western food, and talking about love...

In the past, everyone was single, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but now Fu Yu felt really upset in his heart.

**

In fact, Jing Xingyao saw someone preemptively occupying the seat, so she didn't go there, and was about to leave directly. She came to Beijing University when she was a child, and except for a few landmark buildings in her memory, she didn't leave a deep impression on her.

After the beginning of autumn, although the sun is as delicate as fire, it is not strong, and you will not feel particularly hot when you walk outside.

The century-old school has too many unique places. She took a few photos with her mobile phone, and she still wanted to find time to take a camera to collect pictures.

When Fu Qinyuan finished answering the phone and was about to return to the auditorium, he saw a bright white figure standing under the plane tree from a distance away.

Some people are engraved in their hearts and can be recognized at a glance.

He stood in the distance and watched for a while, and then walked over. She was concentrating on adjusting the shooting position and angle, but she didn't pay attention to the sound of footsteps. This is a school, and there are so many people, she felt that there was someone beside her. Rubbing her shoulders...

The camera flickered, and someone had already appeared in her camera.

When he came to attend the class today, he was dressed casually, even wearing a pair of glasses. Under the shade of the greenery, he felt a bit like a beautiful scenery.

As soon as she put down her phone, he quickly moved closer and kissed her on the lips.

"..."

She was terrified, and subconsciously looked around. Although there were always people passing by, it seemed that no one paid attention to her.

"I was thinking about you, and you appeared." He lowered his body slightly, "Are you here to find me?"

"I'm here to see Master Huaisheng." Jing Xingyao pursed his lips.

The place he touched was like being scorched by fire, burning all the way to the bottom of my heart...

The heart started beating wildly.

"This speech is almost over." It started at nine o'clock, and now it's half past ten.

"It took a long detour at school to find my way." She had never had a good sense of direction.

"He's going to give a few more speeches, if you like, I'll accompany you next time, okay?" Fu Qinyuan knew that Jing Xingyao was tougher than her, but softer and easier to conquer her.

He was ready for Jing Xingyao to reject him, but he didn't expect her to fiddle with the phone with her head down, and said in a low voice:

"good."

Her voice was sweet and soft, which made him startled for two seconds, and his heart beat twice quickly, "You just said, okay?"

"Um."

She thought about what Fu Yu said yesterday. She really has no feelings for Fu Qinyuan. Whether she is suitable or not, she has to get in touch. Some people can be friends, but being a lover is another matter. She wants to try try.

Fu Qinyuan suddenly pulled her to one side, Jing Xingyao didn't know what to do, and followed him closely, there was always some hidden places in the school.

"What you said just now means that I can ask you out in the future?" He suddenly felt a little hot in his heart, and the collar of the white shirt bound his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He raised his hand to try to unbutton it.

It may be that she has been staring at herself, this button can't be undone no matter what...

"You can come out to have a meal normally." Jing Xingyao also felt that he was a little nervous before.

"Help me." He was a little anxious.

Jing Xingyao hesitated, after all, undressing is too intimate, but seeing him busy in the corner, he still reached out...

As soon as his finger touched the button, Fu Qinyuan pointed his head at her with a heavy force...

"Um?"

She snorted, and the button was torn off.

"Fall, drop."

"fine."

Jing Xingyao felt that if this went on like this, she would hardly be able to breathe, and she was afraid that she would die here once. At this moment, Fu Qinyuan's cell phone vibrated, which saved her...

This is Fu Yu's phone call.

Jing Xingyao could clearly feel the joy that Fu Qinyuan revealed all over her body, and for some reason, she seemed to be infected with joy...

"I used to feel that I wanted a lot, I wanted you to belong to me, I wanted to marry you, I wanted to have children with you..."

Someone's words became inexplicably bold.

have a baby?

Jing Xingyao's heart beat wildly.

"Now I know, in fact, if you give me a little sunshine, a tree of flowers will bloom in my heart."

She suddenly felt that Fu Qinyuan today...

Kind of silly!

The two of them didn't do anything afterwards, they just ate a decent meal, "I think you should like the taste of this restaurant. Since you came back, I wanted to bring you here. I thought it would take a while..."

"There's a Japanese grocery store in the north of the city that's also good. It's very clean. We'll go there next time."

Fu Qinyuan hadn't eaten this meal yet, and had already made arrangements for the next date, or even the next date.

Jing Xingyao didn't say anything. In fact, she is a more casual person, and she is more Buddhist about everything. He can arrange everything properly. For her, this feeling is comfortable.

Because he picked...

It's really all she likes.

**

Fu Qinyuan sent her home upright, but when he saw Jing Hanchuan, he didn't say anything.

For him, the relationship between these children is similar to that of his own brothers and sisters, and the two of them are generous, so naturally they don't think too much about it.

After he returned home, Fu Chen went to the company, and he went directly to the studio, thinking that Song Fengwan must be there, and she must be drawing manuscripts in the clear sky and broad daylight, and she couldn't do anything sneaky in there, so he just pushed the door and went in, frightened. Song Fengwan almost dropped his phone.

"Why don't you knock when you come in!" Song Fengwan just drew a few strokes and was playing with his mobile phone, feeling guilty.

"The manuscript is finished?" Fu Qinyuan was in a good mood today, and he went to the dessert shop to buy some desserts and came back. He made a cup of tea and just served it to her, "Didn't my uncle give you three days, tomorrow will be the last day."

"I know, I know it."

Song Fengwan has now perfectly interpreted what it means: how bold a person is, how late a draft is.

"Aren't you afraid that my uncle will rush over and chase you down?"

"Don't be crowed, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, your uncle is very busy and doesn't have that time."

Fu Qinyuan shrugged and did not refute.

However, at this time, Yan Chi had already left home and headed for the airport...

The third watch is over...

Xiao Yan Xiansen is here, Wanwan is having a good time at this time, and someone will come to make a list for you soon.

Wan Wan: I am no longer your own daughter.

I:……

**

Ask for a ticket~