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

Snowfield Cafeteria

Song Fengwan lowered her head to eat, and looked up at the person opposite from time to time.

Fu Chen had already drank two bottles of beer and a small bottle of white wine, his eyes were drooping, the corners of his eyes were red, and he seemed to be drunk.

In fact, Fu Chen himself felt a little naive.

Why are you angry with a few furry children, but when she thinks of her smiling at others, it feels like she has been pricked by a needle. It's uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

He himself had never thought that his possessiveness towards Song Fengwan would be so strong, and he wished she could just stare at him.

It is simply hopeless.

He may have owed this little girl in his last life.

"Third Master, don't you want to eat something?" Song Fengwan said cautiously, she just went out just now, how could she change her face.

And don't eat, just drink, it hurts the stomach too much.

Fu Chen looked at her without saying a word, which made Song Fengwan's heart palpitate even more.

It's not like she annoyed him, she didn't seem to do anything?

It is said that a woman's heart has a needle in the bottom of the sea. At this moment, she feels that the heart of the third master Fu is really unfathomable. It was fine for a second. What's wrong with this?

Song Fengwan ate this meal very unsteadily, and left without a moment's delay after the meal.

On the way, Fu Chen didn't speak, and Song Fengwan didn't dare to talk to each other at will. The atmosphere became more and more depressed until they returned to the room, and the two went back to the room without saying hello.

However, Fu Chen's footsteps were a little vain, and at a glance, he knew that he was drinking too much.

The drinks in the cafeteria are provided for free without metering. They have some low-quality drinks, and the alcohol concentration is not low. Fu Shen drank several kinds of alcohol, and it is difficult to not get drunk.

He himself is a person who doesn't drink often, so suddenly, his body must be unbearable.

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Song Feng went back to the house to take a shower late, remembering that there was no bathroom in Fu Chen's house, he should also have a bath, and after drinking, she was not at ease.

I'm afraid that something will happen to him.

He hesitated and wandered in the living room for a long time, the water in the electric teapot was tumbling, just like her messy mood, she poured a cup of hot water before knocking on Fu Chen's door.

"Third Master, are you asleep?" Her voice was very low, for fear of disturbing him.

Knowing him for so long, it was the first time I saw him drinking. It was really scary to be so silent.

"Is something wrong?" The voice across the door was slightly suppressed.

"That... I boiled some hot water, do you want to drink some?" Song Fengwan felt that the cup of water was hot, just like her mood at the moment.

"come in."

With permission, Song Fengwan pushed the door open and went in. The lights were not turned on in his house, the only window curtain was pulled open, and he stood by the window.

The window here is facing the back of the snow field, and the snow reflected in the sky makes the room brighter.

It's just that chroma, bleak and cold, and unpopular.

The color of snow fell on Fu Chen's face, adding to the desolation and depression. He was standing sideways with his fingers crossed, his eyebrows lowered, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

His expression was so cold that it was elusive.

The surroundings were silent, and Song Fengwan raised his heart, even more uneasy.

"Third Master, are you not feeling well?" Song Fengwan put the cup on the table near him and asked in a low voice.

Fu Chen tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were dull and dark, when the whole person turned his back to the light, his facial features were almost submerged, and he looked very negative and lonely.

"It's okay." He spoke with a three-point alcohol smell, spicy and pungent.

It was the first time she saw Fu Chen look like this. Did someone make him unhappy?

"Am I... did I make you unhappy?"

After all, he was like this suddenly. He didn't meet anyone on the way, and he didn't answer the phone. The only possibility was himself.

"No." His voice seemed to come from his chest, hoarse to the point of being dull.

"Then you should rest early..." Song Fengwan twitched her fingers uneasily.

Fu Chen tightened his fingers holding the Buddha beads, "Song Fengwan."

"Um?"

"come here."

Song Fengwan hesitated, but walked to him according to the words.

"Come here again." Fu Chen tilted his head to look at her, his voice getting lower and lower, as if he was displeased.

Song Fengwan still remembered her cousin's advice to herself: [Fu Chen doesn't like disobedient people, don't resist him].

She hesitated, although she hesitated...

Still two steps forward.

The whole person was already standing by the window, but Fu Chen suddenly stretched out a hand and handed the bead over, "The tassels are wrapped together."

"Can't get it out."

The drooping tassel was indeed hooked in one place, just thinking about the indissoluble thread, Song Fengwan took the Buddha beads with both hands and lowered her head to fiddle with...

She was nervous, her fingers hooked at the tassel, but she couldn't figure out a clue.

"It's not done yet?" Fu Chen began to urge her.

"Or if I turn on the light, I can't see clearly..." Song Fengwan tilted her head and was about to walk to one side, but Fu Chen suddenly grabbed her arm.

She stiffened, her mind exploded like thunder, and there was nothing in front of her...

Song Fengwan's fingers were so stiff that they tugged at the tassels, and she suddenly exerted force.

Fu Shen...

kiss her?

Brother Duan: It's too beast, I can't see it (*/ω＼*)

Third Master:  …