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

Want a child?

Qiao Aiyun choked her throat and eyes with the tea, covered her mouth and kept coughing, her face flushed.

Yan Wangchuan raised his hand and patted her on the back. He rarely cared about people, his movements were stiff, and his strength was not well controlled, so he could only try to be gentle.

"I said I wanted a child, you are so excited." Mrs. Yan released Song Fengwan's hand and handed her a piece of tissue paper.

Qiao Aiyun reached out and took it, wiping the corner of her mouth awkwardly.

Song Fengwan bowed her head, and she was quite frightened at first, but now, seeing her mother's appearance, she was obviously more shocked than she was.

A look of embarrassment made her almost laugh out loud.

Which eye of Grandma Yan saw her mother was excited, she was clearly frightened.

"Ai Yun, how old are you this year? 39? Or 40?"

"After the New Year's Eve 40." Yan Wangchuan said.

Before getting married early, Qiao Aiyun followed Song Jingren at 19. Song Fengwan was born a few years later, and she was only 22 at that time.

Mrs. Yan smiled and said, "Old age is a little dangerous. If you want to have children, I will go back and find a Chinese medicine doctor to take care of your body."

"You mean Mr. Wei?" Yan Wangchuan said again.

"Well, I used to lose money, and he helped me heal it. It's really a good hand."

"Can."

...

When the mother and son sang together, it seemed that Qiao Aiyun was about to give birth to a child immediately, but a certain party had been unable to intervene.

Fortunately, the waiter got in the way and the two stopped talking.

Song Fengwan can now understand why her mother said that she agreed to propose, but she was tricked.

"Ai Yun, I'll find someone to prepare the marriage for you when I go back. Our family has a house by the Nanjiang River. It's Linjiang. I bought it for investment before. How about a wedding house?"

"By the way, that is still the school district room."

"If you really have children in the future, you don't have to worry about going to school."

Qiao Aiyun's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, "Auntie, eat the vegetables."

"But if you want to have children, it's as early as possible. You are all old and young."

With a flick of her fingers, the dish caught in the air almost fell on the table.

"If you want a child, you have to discuss it with the two of you. I don't care anyway."

Mrs. Yan was relieved, she had already prepared for her son to be a bachelor, and she was very happy that she had an extra beautiful granddaughter. She could have a companion for her son in the future, and she would feel at ease when she left.

In this day and age, many people recognize nepotism, how many people are full of children and grandchildren, and they are still deserted when they are old.

It doesn't mean that if you have the same surname and are related by blood, you can really treat you well.

Mrs. Yan had seen it for a long time, and she also wanted to leave a daughter for the Yan family, but this kind of thing could not be forced. If there is a real grandson, it would be the icing on the cake, and it would be better.

"Give me a granddaughter every night. Our old Yan family is also a successor. I have no regrets."

"Well, let's discuss." Yan Wangchuan said.

Qiao Aiyun coughed twice, put her hand under the table, and tugged at Yan Wangchuan's clothes, he couldn't say a few more words, why did he have to say something.

"Late night, do you like younger brother or younger sister?" Mrs. Yan suddenly gave Song Fengwan a cue.

Song Fengwan was drinking beef soup with her head down. When she heard this, she glanced at Qiao Aiyun subconsciously, "This... I haven't thought about it."

She is 17 years old, and now she has a younger brother and sister, how old is it?

"You can think about it now."

"Haha-" Song Fengwan smiled dryly, she really didn't dare to think about it.

**

Song Fengwan had a quick meal, and soon returned to the studio. The three of them chatted while eating, which naturally took a lot of time.

On her way back, she passed the milk tea shop, ordered a cup of Shuangpin, took out her mobile phone, and called Fu Chen.

Fu Chen was eating at the time when he received a call and walked out of the restaurant with his mobile phone.

Sun Qionghua only heard a hello, in a very gentle tone.

When she married into the Fu family, Fu Chen was only half of the child. The old man raised him personally, and his demeanor was different from ordinary people. At that time, he had learned to restrain his emotions.

When she first entered the Fu family, she naturally wanted to please everyone. This uncle, who was young, thought that a child would be easy to handle, but who knew that no matter how good she was, she would always have a very light attitude towards herself.

"Yu Xiu, is there something wrong with your third uncle?"

Fu Yuxiu was full of grievances at the moment, he didn't want to go abroad, but he couldn't resist, and he didn't have the heart to care about others, "I don't know."

"It always feels a little strange." Sun Qionghua must be sharper.

"A few days ago, your grandmother asked me if there was a good girl I knew to introduce him to, and then she said no, and said that he would bring his girlfriend home this year. I don't know if it's true or not?"

Fu Yuxiu lowered his head and fiddled with the rice, his mouth was bitter, "It shouldn't be, whoever is so unlucky will be attracted to him."

He couldn't think of what it would be like to fall in love with someone, a kind-hearted third uncle.

"Don't talk nonsense, if your grandparents hear these words, they will break your legs." Sun Qionghua frowned and said nothing. He really dared to say anything.

"I'll just say whatever."

"I also want to introduce your grandmother's cousin to him. I'm afraid your third uncle won't like it."

"I definitely don't like it." His grandmother's cousin was a spoiled eldest young lady. She was average-looking. She couldn't see without makeup. The photos were all based on P pictures, and his third uncle was not blind.

"Eat well, don't talk!" Sun Qionghua was sullen.

Fu Chen had already walked outside with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Have you finished eating?"

"Well, buy a cup of milk tea and go back to the studio."

"Take a break before painting, don't be too tired."

"I know, is this meal too scary?"

Fu Chen smiled, "Old Madam Yan embarrassed you?"

He had never seen this old lady, but he had heard his parents mention it.

The old man of the Yan family passed away early. At that time, Yan Wangchuan was probably only in his teens, with orphans and widowed mothers, and with such a large family business, I don’t know how many people coveted it.

"That's not true. Grandma Yan is very nice. She just mentioned asking my mother and Uncle Yan to give me a younger brother and sister. You said I'll be 18, and then give me a younger brother?"

"I'm also an old man. When I was born, my eldest nephew could run and talk." Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, what opinion does this girl have on the old man?

"I didn't say anything about you." Song Fengwan bit her lip, why did he get on it? "If my mother and Uncle Yan are really together, I can't control whether they have children or not. It just feels weird."

"Strange?"

Fu Chen suddenly thought that if the two of them really had a child, wouldn't this little brat be the same age as him?

Call your brother-in-law?

It's not that much different from his own children, he suddenly understands why he always has a gloomy face every time he calls his eldest brother.

This taste is indeed a bit sour.

"The main reason is that I didn't think about it at all, and I didn't have any precautions. It scared me, but Grandma Yan is really nice, and she gave me something. I looked at it just now. It's a jade pendant. It's probably quite expensive. I can't refuse..."

Fu Chen heard that the Yan family treated her well, so he felt at ease. Qiao Aiyun was divorced after all, and she had children. Yan Wangchuan was in good condition. Even young girls in their early twenties were willing to marry him. The Yan family went well. Accept it, that's for the best.

Song Feng brought the prepared milk tea in the evening, and stood outside the painting room for a long time in order to call Fu Chen.

It wasn't until Fu Chen heard that she was standing outside that he urged her to hang up.

Song Jingren had been standing not far away. He didn't know who Song Fengwan was talking to, but that bright and sunny smile seemed to dispel the harsh cold, making the harsh winter instantly more colorful.

Even the clerk of the milk tea shop is smiling, why is he cold-faced to his own father?

Could it be that he complimented the Yan family?

This kind of wealthy family is incomparable even when the Song Group is at its peak.

The family ate together, the feeling of intimacy, like the real three generations of grandparents, which made him angry, he only saw Song Fengwan talking to Yan Wangchuan from time to time.

Yan Wangchuan didn't talk much, but he often served her vegetables and even helped her peel and shell shrimp.

When Song Feng came out late, Qiao Aiyun wanted to send her, but Yan Wangchuan finally took her to the door, and the two stood and said a few words.

He seemed to hear Song Fengwan calling him "Dad".

He was trembling all over, and his anger was spreading in his heart. He wished he could rush up and punch Yan Wangchuan.

This is his daughter, what the hell is he?

Qiao Aiyun has been chatting and laughing with him, what's the matter, are you really going to get married?

He has become like this now, thanks to them. He is going to be bankrupt and destitute, so why can they still talk and laugh.

The monstrous hatred overwhelmed him. He wished he could kill this pair of dogs and men. He didn't care if he came here this time, because he wanted others.

**

At this moment, the original Song family villa has been officially renamed the Qiao family.

Qiao Wangbei received a phone call, and the Fu family called, nothing more than to ask if there was anyone at home, and Sun Qionghua would come to pick up Huaisheng later, and Sun Qionghua would also come over to apologize.

The call was made by Fu Chen. He had helped Song Fengwan, and Qiao Wangbei naturally wouldn't give him a slap in the face, and planned to entertain him at night.

Hearing that Sun Qionghua was also there, his expression changed.

Take out the carving knives from the room, line them up, look at the sunlight, and check one by one.

"Uncle Qiao, what are you doing?" Huaisheng was lying on the table practicing calligraphy. He will officially enter elementary school in the autumn.

"Sharpen the knife to kill."

"The Buddha said: You can't kill, you have to be compassionate, and the karma of killing is very heavy, and you will go to hell." Huaisheng said it very seriously. This is the "five precepts" of Buddhism, and not killing is the first rule.

"Those who are confirmed to be human shall not be killed."

Qiao Wangbei raised his eyebrows, is this little brat preaching to him?

"What if this person is a beast and doesn't deserve to be a human?"

Huaisheng's delicate brows were twisted into a ball. Last night, my sister also said that brain damage is not a dirty word. Now he said that this person is a beast, not a human?

He couldn't forgive him for a while.

He walked over directly, put away all Qiao Wangbei's carving knives, and hid them behind him, "I don't care, murder is a felony, and making black karma will lead to a ghost or hell, I'm a monk, and I can't just watch you make mistakes. "

Qiao Wangbei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

At most, he was trying to intimidate the Fu family, how could he really do it, how could this little monk be so serious.

"Give me the knife." Qiao Wangbei said with a dark face.

"No." Huai Sheng said firmly.

"You bastard, do you give it or not, believe it or not, I'll hit you." Qiao Wangbei was born with a black face and a black face.

Huaisheng blinked, there seemed to be tears in his eyes. He seemed to be frightened by him, or he was just holding the knife, "No."

"You kid, are you just looking for a fight? I have limited patience, and I have really endured you for a long time." When he got up early in the morning and knocked on the wooden fish, Qiao Wangbei was so happy that he almost collapsed.

His face was stern, fierce, and his mouth was shriveled.

After a few seconds.

Tears are falling down...

Qiao Wangbei was dumbfounded.

That kid from his family wouldn't have red eyes even if he was beaten to death, why was he still crying? He didn't do it himself, and he didn't know how to coax children, so he was at a loss.

"I don't want a knife anymore, stop crying."

Huai Sheng nodded with red eyes, "I'm helping you, you have to say thank you to me."

Qiao Wangbei really wanted to kick him at this moment.

**

Joe Aiyun here

He accompanied Yan Wangchuan and sent Mrs. Yan back to the hotel. The old lady had the habit of taking naps. After two o'clock, her eyelids couldn't hold it anymore.

She received a call from Qiao Wangbei and knew that Fu Chen would come over later, so she naturally had to rush home to help Huaisheng pack up.

She wanted to go home by herself, but the old lady insisted that she could only let Yan Wangchuan send her.

As soon as the two got into the car, Yan Wangchuan suddenly said, "Do you want a child?"

He likes Qiao Aiyun, and naturally hopes to have a child belonging to them, which he does not deny.

"Huh?" Qiao Aiyun lowered her head and fastened her seat belt.

"A child belonging to the two of us, do you want it?"

"I think our age..." Qiao Aiyun didn't even think about where her relationship with Yan Wangchuan should go, and naturally she never thought about having a child, so she shouldn't be in a hurry.

Before she could finish speaking, she was stunned by Yan Wangchuan's next words.

"I'm in good health and still alive."

Qiao Aiyun wished she could slap him to death. Did she mean that?

If you can give birth, give birth to yourself!

The third master is probably starting to be depressed, haha

Uncle Qiao successfully frightened the child to cry, and felt sorry for his cousin for three seconds here, haha, your living environment is really difficult.

Finally I have to say something!

Senior Brother, let's talk more euphemistically [cover face]