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

Outside the house, it was snowing all over the sky, and the cold wind carried the road.

Inside the house, the smell of food was already wafting from the kitchen. Song Fengwan and Yan Wangchuan were sitting on the sofa, and the night news was broadcast on the TV. Although they were sitting together, they were thinking of each other.

It's just that Qiao Aiyun is still in the living room, and no one dares to take the initiative to mention this matter.

Song Fengwan was still in great shock, and it took a long time before he accepted Yan Wangchuan's secret kiss.

"Wanwan..." Qiao Aiyun suddenly called her.

As soon as Song Fengwan stood up, Yan Wangchuan stood up like a conditioned reflex, staring straight at her, which startled her.

"Uncle Yan, that, my mother called me." Song Fengwan coughed twice, extremely embarrassed.

Yan Wangchuan took a deep look at her.

Song Fengwan swallowed nervously, is he warning her?

She trotted and dodged into the kitchen.

"Help me take the food out, slow down and don't burn it."

Just as Song Fengwan was about to make a move, a pair of wider palms stretched out and took over the hot soup bowl, "Hot, I'll do it."

Yan Wangchuan didn't speak any more, and silently served all the meals on the table.

After the three of them were seated, no one talked much during the meal, only Yan Wangchuan kept bringing food to their mother and daughter, but he didn't eat much.

"Senior brother, you can eat by yourself, Wanwan and I are not children, we can pick whatever we want to eat."

Yan Wangchuan remained silent.

When they finished eating, he was in charge of cleaning up.

"Is it enough to eat?" Qiao Aiyun helped him pour a glass of water, "Why didn't you eat just now, now you eat so cleanly."

"You haven't eaten all day, so let you eat first, I can eat anything."

Qiao Aiyun only felt sore in her heart, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Song Fengwan lowered his head and drank a cup of yogurt. Comparing him with Song Jingren, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

When she went to the police station with Fu Chen, Yan Wangchuan almost got into a fight with Jiang Zhiqiang, that kind of hooligan who spoke casually. To him, kidnapping or even molesting was nothing.

When Yan Wangchuan heard him speak, he exploded, and Qiao Wangbei was also there. At that time, a group of policemen persuaded them to hold them back.

She knew that Yan Wangchuan was protecting her, but it was just love for her. Even so, after so many things happened, she also knew that he was sincerely treating her well.

She used to think that Yan Wangchuan was rigid and serious, with no interest, but now she felt that such a serious person might be able to give her mother the greatest sense of security.

If the two really come together, she has no objection.

that is……

Too cowardly.

Anyone with eyes could tell that he was chasing after Qiao Aiyun, but he didn't show it at all, just the kisses, which were all stolen.

Song Fengwan was speechless, thinking about how to enlighten him.

**

After dinner, Qiao Aiyun was in charge of washing the dishes, and sent the two of them back home to sleep.

But she didn't understand at all that these two people were standing in the corridor on the second floor facing each other.

The lights in the corridor were dim, which set off Yan Wangchuan's face even more solemnly.

"Uncle Yan, it's time for me to go back to my room, it's getting late." Song Fengwan stretched out his hand and pulled at his clothes, feeling a little embarrassed by him.

After a long time, someone said, "Secret."

Song Fengwan looked at her with his eyelids lifted, his shrewd eyes were shining brightly, his phoenix eyes were slender, narrowed slightly, like a little fox, "Why should I keep it a secret for you, you have done something bad yourself, what right do you have to demand from me?" .”

"You did see it." Yan Wangchuan just pecked her on the lips, not sure if Song Fengwan really saw it.

"What's the matter, do you still want to kill someone to silence you?" Song Fengwan raised his eyebrows.

Yan Wangchuan pursed his lips, showing a chill.

He hadn't dealt with this situation before and didn't know what to do.

After more than ten seconds, he said three words coldly.

"Don't tell me."

"What if I tell you?" Song Fengwan deliberately teased him.

"I know your secret." Yan Wangchuan kept his waist straight, like a mountain standing still.

"My secret?" Song Fengwan chuckled.

"You and Fu Chen."

Song Fengwan's smile froze.

Is he threatening her?

"I'm going back to my room, you should rest early." Yan Wangchuan said and went back to his room to rest.

Song Fengwan stood in the corridor and didn't recover for a long time.

How did he know, could it be that he saw it just now?

She hurried back to her room, locked the door behind her, and called Fu Chen.

Fu Chen also just arrived home at this moment, Huaisheng was sleeping on his bed, fell asleep, still hugging the wooden fish, "Hello, good night."

"Third brother, how does Uncle Yan know about me and you?"

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

Song Fengwan told him the truth about what happened that night, and Fu Chenwu smiled to himself, "Don't be afraid of him, even if he knows, he wouldn't dare to tell."

"Really dare not?"

"It's just to scare you." Fu Chen and Yan Wangchuan have reached a united front, and they know too many secrets between each other. If he really dares to tell the truth, it will not only make Song Fengwan jealous, but also reveal his own secrets.

Although his emotional intelligence is not high, he is an authentic businessman.

A loss-making business will not be done.

"Since he doesn't dare, why threaten me? It's childish." Song Fengwan hummed twice, kicking the quilt non-stop.

Fu Chen just smiled, chatted with her, told her to go to bed early, and then hung up the phone.

He walked to the bed and tried to pull out the pregnant wooden fish, but he refused to let go.

"Huaisheng?" Fu Chen called him in a low voice, sleeping with a log in his arms, didn't he feel panicked?

Huaisheng groaned, turned over, and hugged Muyu tightly.

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, wrote a note and placed it beside the bed.

[Third Uncle went to bed late last night, so he has to go outside for morning class. 】

As a result, early the next morning, Huaisheng carried Xiao Muyu to the living room for morning class, which made the Fu family collapse, and Fu Yuxiu almost strangled him to death.

It's endless.

Why did his third uncle like such a poor boy.

**

The Song Jingren kidnapping case gradually faded out of people's sight along with the bankruptcy and liquidation of the Song Group. The building of the Song Group alone was worth a lot of money, almost offsetting the debt.

On the day when the Song Group was dismantled, the media made a special report on this former leader of Yuncheng, which naturally included Song Jingren's personal life, and Song Fengwan was inevitably involved.

However, this media is quite conscientious, did not post photos, and used a pseudonym.

In the studio of the school, many people know Song Fengwan's identity and background, but the students feel that these are far away from them, occasionally gossip, and after a long time, there are other things to attract their attention, so they no longer care about these.

For Song Fengwan, it had little impact.

The matter of the Song family had come to an end, and Mrs. Yan also decided to return to Nanjiang the next day.

She was very old, Yan Wangchuan was worried that she would be alone, so naturally he wanted to send her back.

On the plane early in the morning, Qiao's family will naturally go to see him off.

**

The plane flew at 8:30, and the group arrived at the airport after 7:00 and waited in the lounge.

The old lady kept holding Song Fengwan's hand, "Go and apply for our Nanjiang Academy of Fine Arts, it's good to try, the Academy of Fine Arts is pretty good."

The eight major art academies in China also include Nanjiang's.

"Yes." Song Fengwan couldn't hold back her, so he could only nod in agreement.

"After your college entrance examination is over, I will move to Nanjiang with your mother to live for a while. It's much better than here. It's so cold that I dare not go out." The old lady kept holding on to her hand, refusing to let go.

"Ok."

"Ai Yun, did you hear that? During the summer vacation, I brought you to Nanjiang to play." The old lady didn't know when she would be able to catch up with her son, so she could only try her best to help.

"Okay." Qiao Aiyun had no way to refute, so she could only nod her head in agreement.

She and Yan Wangchuan sat next to each other, and he was still as reticent as before.

Qiao Aiyun cleared her throat, "You go back and take good care of your aunt, and pay more attention to your health." She exchanged a few polite words.

"I will come back as soon as possible." Yan Wangchuan said suddenly.

The atmosphere in the whole lounge instantly became a little weird.

Except for the horrified Qiao Aiyun and Yan Wangchuan who remained expressionless, everyone else was holding back their laughter.

"...I know you are usually busy with work, but you don't have to run all the way here." Qiao Aiyun wished she could stick her head in the cracks of the ground, this person is talking nonsense, can you speak well.

Answer the question every time.

"You don't want me to come over?" Yan Wangchuan looked serious and his tone became heavy.

Song Fengwan laughed outright.

That's how the marriage proposal must have come about.

She didn't know before, there is this kind of operation, 666...

Qiao Aiyun's scalp was numb, she couldn't answer this question at all, she couldn't say, she really didn't want him to come, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "That's not what I meant."

"Then I still hope that I will come." Yan Wangchuan concluded in one sentence.

Song Fengwan was laughing like crazy, this kind of operation is really possible.

"However, you still have to deal with the things that should be dealt with. You have to work hard and don't forget the important things." What else could Qiao Aiyun say, she really couldn't do anything about Yan Wangchuan.

"Yes, I know."

Qiao Aiyun felt that the topic had finally stopped, so she breathed a sigh of relief, Yan Wangchuan's next words made her face turn red with embarrassment again.

"Renovate the new house, prepare the bride price, next time I come here, I will bring the account book, I will never forget such important things."

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

She told him to work hard, what did he talk about.

"Whether your household registration is in Yuncheng or Wusu, you must get the certificate at the place where both households are registered. Do you need to go to Wusu? Or do you go back to Nanjiang with me?" When Yan Wangchuan said these words, he was very serious.

Qiao Aiyun frowned, "I'll go out to catch my breath."

"I'll accompany you."

As soon as Yan Wangchuan got up, Qiao Aiyun said directly, "Sit down for me!"

He froze for a second, but sat down obediently.

Old Madam Yan was dumbfounded. This kid has never been so obedient. He has a stubborn temper like a bull. He admits death and is obedient. If he disagrees with her and never compromises, how can he be so obedient?

It's really one thing and one thing.

**

After Qiao Aiyun went out, thinking about the conversation just now, she still felt dumbfounded.

After ten minutes, Qiao Aiyun entered the lounge.

They almost had to check the tickets to enter the station, and had to queue up for the security check, which took some time. After saying goodbye, everyone agreed to leave the lounge to Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Aiyun.

Yan Wangchuan: "I'm leaving."

"Well, safe travels."

Then there was a long period of silence.

Until Song Fengwan knocked on the door and came in, the two of them seemed to maintain the same posture as before, without changing.

"You've been standing here all this time?" Song Fengwan frowned. They had been out for seven or eight minutes, what the hell were they doing.

"Otherwise, what can I do?" Qiao Aiyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, was this girl thinking about something messy.

This wasn't the first time he teased her, and he became more and more daring.

"Uncle Yan, weren't you very active that night? Why didn't you move?" Song Fengwan smiled slyly.

Live like a little fox.

Yan Wangchuan's whole body was stiff, and the palm of his hand holding the computer bag was dripping with cold sweat.

"What night?" Qiao Aiyun didn't know what to say.

"Just..." Song Fengwan smiled brightly at Yan Wangchuan, "Just the time Uncle Yan kissed you, he didn't tell you? Would you admit it after the kiss?"

A tight string in Yan Wangchuan's mind broke instantly, and his mind went blank for a while, and the prankster had already run out.

Qiao Aiyun looked astonished, "Hehe, brother, don't worry, that girl must be talking nonsense..."

The atmosphere was stagnant, and she wanted to find a way for each other.

"Then what... Auntie has been waiting outside for a long time, I'll go out first." Qiao Aiyun coughed twice, turned and walked out.

An old face flushed with embarrassment, stealing a kiss?

Brother Yan?

Are you okay? Can he do such a thing?

Qiao Aiyun thought from the bottom of her heart, she had to deal with Song Fengwan well later, she had teased her before, but now she was talking nonsense, who lent her the courage.

Before she reached the door, she only heard footsteps behind her, and then turned around...

Yan Wangchuan looked cold.

Strongly approaching.

Come on, let me see your brains, guess what the brother will do?

O(∩_∩)O haha~

Give it a go...