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

Ever since Jingxing Yao took the initiative to hug him, someone felt a little restless.

I sent a message early the next morning: [Morning~ Are you free today? 】

Jingxing Yao was brushing his teeth, listening to an English radio station, paying attention to the weather conditions abroad, and was about to send a message to his brother to remind him to go out and bring rain gear the next day, when someone's message came.

[I need to help pack mooncakes at home. 】

Xu Yuanfei's store doesn't have enough manpower, so what they pack at home is what they prepare to give away separately, and the packaging is more beautiful.

Originally, the Jingxing family could do these things, but this packaging requires skills. A few rough guys tried a few, but they were too delicate and couldn't get started. In the end, the problem fell on Jingxing Yao.

【I will look for you. 】

【come to my home? 】

[I dreamed about you all night last night. If I can’t see you today, I will probably be out of my mind all day long. 】

Jingxing Yao raised his hand and wiped the toothpaste foam from the corner of his mouth. Did this person go to some kind of love talk training class? So easy to say.

After getting permission, Fu Qinyuan was ready to go out. He was not young, and Song Fengwan didn't ask much about what he was doing when he went out. But at this time, Fu Chen happened to be going to the company. When they went out together, he asked you:

"Go find her?"

"Um."

"Careful about your little life."

"The fortune teller said I would live to be eighty."

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, "Those are all lies."

"..."

Shifang followed behind, laughing like crazy. The Third Master himself loved to tell fortunes, but now he said this was a lie? You are a liar.

But Fu Qinyuan shrugged, pretended not to hear, and drove to Jing's house.

**

Northern Sichuan

When he arrived at Jing's house, Jing Hanchuan was not there.

"Uncle Six isn't here?" A flash of light flashed in his eyes, which he quickly covered up.

"I sent my wife to the store. I guess I have to go to the flower and bird market. I'll be back later." Because the boss of the Jing family and others are coming back, and it also coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival, there must be something new at home. Jing Hanchuan plans to decorate his home He wanted to change some green plants. He had nothing to do, so he went by himself.

"Is there anyone at home?"

"The lady is packing moon cakes in the house, it's a bit messy over there."

"Then I'll go say hello." He said casually. Anyone who goes to someone else's house must pay a visit to the host's house.

The Jing family also felt that even if the sixth master was away, the third master was still polite and considerate.

When Fu Qinyuan entered the room, Jingxing Yao was sitting on a cushion, folding the box in his hand. The gift box was exquisite and unique. The Jing family did not stay in the room. They served Fu Qinyuan tea and desserts and then left, closing the door. On.

“Your family is so sweet.”

Jingxing Yao remained silent.

Fu Qinyuan sat down next to her, picked up a box, and imitated her, folding it twice, "Last night, your..."

"Well?"

"How is the place where you were stung yesterday?"

"fine."

Silent, shy, and happy, Fu Qinyuan took a sip of tea and felt that the green tea was soaked in honey, very sweet.

"After you said good night to me yesterday, I have been feeling very uneasy." He rubbed the cup and turned his head to look at her. Jingxing Yao had been folding the box, but after working for a long time, there was no progress at all.

"I find myself getting greedy."

"What, what?" She pressed her fingers so hard that she almost broke the box.

"In the past, when you were abroad, we rarely saw each other. I could only miss you. I spent the whole day yesterday and I was at your doorstep in the evening. I didn't want to leave."

"Even if I come here early in the morning, these few hours will be difficult."

"Did you drug me..."

"Huh?" She turned her head and glanced at him, and he smiled and said, "Why else would I be so poisoned?"

Jingxing Yao felt like there was a deer in her heart, spinning around, the antlers bumping against her ribs, and her heart suddenly became soft and hot.

Something feels very strange...

But there's something about it that makes people want to stop.

"Teach me how to fold it, and I'll make a few more for you to reduce your workload." Fu Qinyuan looked at the cardboard box in front of him. Even if he held a folded box for comparison, he couldn't fold it out like her.

"It's actually very simple, it's just that the work is relatively detailed." Jingxing Yao took a new carton and taught her step by step.

Fu Qinyuan's eyes were not on the box, but fell on her.

"Do you want to teach me step by step?"

"Um?"

"Actually..." He stroked the box, "I just want to hold your hand."

He was always straightforward. After saying this, he gently held her hand, placed it in his palm, and rubbed it slowly.

Neither of them spoke. They only felt that the temperature of their palms was gradually rising, getting hotter and hotter. However, they still clasped tightly and never let go.

Jingxing Yao's eyes didn't know where to look. She only stared at the red festive box. The bright color fell into her pupils. She felt that her whole body was about to burn up and she would spontaneously combust...

She didn't notice when he came over, and their heads got closer and closer until...

"Yao Yao——"

"Um?"

"I want to marry you..."

"The kind that can't wait."

…

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from outside, followed by the sound of the door lock being turned.

The two people quickly pulled away, like a spring, and were half a meter apart in an instant. The next second, Jing Hanchuan had pushed the door and entered. Jing Xingyao panicked, lowered his head and fiddled with the paper box, completely unaware of what was coming next. What steps should I take? I can only pretend to be calm, "Dad."

"Uncle Six."

Jing Hanchuan looked at the two of them, his slender eyebrows frowning slightly, as if...

A bit abnormal.

It's just that Fu Qinyuan acted too calm and self-possessed, which slightly alleviated the doubts in his heart.

When he was a child, he was not easy to worry about and often did bad things secretly in his room. Fu Chen knew about his urinary properties and would often make surprise inspections. After repeated training, he could naturally remain calm at this time.

Sometimes Fu Chen couldn't see anything strange about him, and naturally the same was true for Jing Hanchuan.

"Are you folding paper boxes?" Jing Hanchuan raised his eyebrows.

"Well, I want to help. It seems very simple, but..." Fu Qinyuan smiled a little apologetically.

"I don't know if you can fold it or not?" Jing Hanchuan chuckled.

Because Mr. Qiao has a connection with the Jing family, Jing Hanchuan has also maintained contact with Qiao Xiyan over the years, and naturally knows Qiao Zhichu. He and Fu Qin are cousins ​​and are also related by blood. Why is he so handy? …

Jing Hanchuan shook his head, inexplicably disgusted.

He inherited something bad, but he inherited his mother's hand disability.

Fu Qinyuan stood up with a smile, "Xingyao, I can't help you, you can do it yourself."

Jingxing Yao had one thought in his heart at that time:

Could this person be an actor? How could he become so fast? Just now, I called you Yaoyao, but now I call you Xingyao.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." She pursed her lips and was thinking about how to tell her family about this. Jing Hanchuan always had a positive image in front of her, and a certain boss was even more cute.

It wasn't that she was worried about her family's objections, and she had no intention of hiding it from her family and having an open love affair without being shameful.

I just feel that the relationship between the two should be more stable before having a showdown with the family.

*

At this time, Fu Qinyuan had already followed Jinghanchuan to the backyard fish pond. The Mid-Autumn Festival was coming soon. The autumn wind blew, the leaves turned yellow, and the crabs became fat...

Fu Huan followed Fu Huan and liked crabs, so he asked Jing Hanchuan to order a few back to try them out.

When Fu Qinyuan left, he saw a rather talkative man wearing a black coat and sunglasses entering the Jing family mansion.

He asked curiously, "Who is that person?"

"This is a fortune teller that matches the day. The lady can't decide when to open the garden and perform operas, so she asks him to pick a good day."

He nodded. Many companies would choose a good day to go public for the purpose of auspiciousness.

In fact, Jingxing Yao didn't believe this. She just chatted with Sheng Aiyi last night and mentioned that she was undecided about the opening time of the park. She said that she knew a master who was very accurate in calculating this.

In the past, I would go to Master Pudu to get along with me, but he was old and had a bad memory, so he stopped telling people fortune telling for a long time.

Jingxing Yao sat on the sofa, and the man had already written a few numbers for her.

"Miss Jing, these days are particularly suitable for opening a garden."

Jing Hanchuan sat on the edge. This was her business and he didn't intend to speak.

"Thank you, master. I will consider it carefully." Jingxing Yao put away the red paper with the dates written on it.

"I heard that in addition to being able to accurately match dates, you can also tell fortunes?" Jing Hanchuan said.

"Yeah." The man was not polite.

"Then you can show my daughter what her fortune is this year."

"Dad, no need." Jingxing Yao didn't believe this, and she was hiding something in her heart at this time, always feeling a little guilty.

"It's okay, just take a look."

"Do you have the lady's birthday and horoscope?" Fortune telling is paid separately. The master naturally hopes to do this business, and the Jing family has always been generous.

Jing Hanchuan talked to him, and the master suddenly smiled:

"Miss, this life is extremely good and extremely precious."

When Jingxing Yao heard this, her head began to hurt. In fact, she had seen many fortune tellers since she was a child, and almost everyone was a liar.

Some people even said that when she passed by dry grass, the dead grass would turn green. Others said that she was involved in robberies when she was a teenager and had to ward off disasters. Didn't she live a good life?

She listened casually and didn't take it seriously, but the master then said:

"Whatever you do in the future will go very smoothly, whether it is career or marriage, and Miss Hongluan's heart has been moved recently, she must be in love."

Jing Xingyao's pupils widened, while Jing Hanchuan was still staring at the fish tank on one side, as if he hadn't heard the words.

She was afraid that she would never have imagined that a fortune teller would first talk about love!

The third update is over...

Surprised or not, unexpected or not!

Little Xingxing said that she was so frightened that her heart was trembling. Fortune telling is actually quite mysterious, and sometimes it is really accurate [covering her mouth and snickering]

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