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

After Fu Chen sorted out Song Fengwan's school recruitment information, he went downstairs.

"How is Wanwan?" Qiao Aiyun asked.

"Already asleep."

"We don't know much about computers and admissions, so please take a look." Qiao Aiyun smiled embarrassedly, Fu Chen said to help with reference, and then let him go.

Although he is senior, he is not very old, and he knows more than them, so he can guide Song Fengwan.

Besides, Fu Chen's excellence is obvious to all, and Qiao Aiyun is grateful for his help and guidance.

Fu Chen and Yan Wangchuan sat on the side. After he sat down, he leaned towards Yan Wangchuan, "Mr. Yan, I'll talk later, you have to do me a favor."

Yan Wangchuan looked vigilant, what does this kid want to do?

Still want to recruit yourself?

"Don't worry, I'm also creating opportunities for you to cooperate and win-win."

Yan Wangchuan hummed softly.

"Aunt Yun, there is something I want to discuss with you." Fu Chen looked at Qiao Aiyun.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Aiyun smiled.

"About Wan Wan's school recruitment, I just saw the recruitment information of the schools she wants to apply for. Most of the schools have set up test centers in the capital city or nearby. If she goes to the capital city, she can take the test nearby instead of running back and forth."

Yan Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, this kid is really pervasive, he won't let her go even in the exam every night.

"There is no test center in Yuncheng or Wu Su?" Qiao Aiyun naturally didn't want to bother Fu Chen anymore.

"Yes, they are usually their own colleges and universities, and there are basically no other schools. The time difference between South America and Central America is only two days. It takes more than three hours to fly in the south and the north. Gome has an exam every two days, and she has to go back. to the capital."

"This..." Qiao Aiyun frowned, hesitating.

"She can still live with me. The traffic in the capital is well developed. Even if she wants to go out for the exam, it will be convenient." Fu Chen said directly.

"It's too much trouble for you." But she was reluctant to let her daughter run back and forth.

"Mr. Qiao and my father are old friends. The Qiao family helped our family a lot back then. This little thing is nothing." Fu Chen put his status very low.

Yan Wangchuan is an upright person, and it is really hard to ask him to help the evildoers.

But as soon as Song Fengwan left, Qiao Wangbei would definitely return to Wu Su, which indeed created an opportunity for him, gritted his teeth, and said, "I think what Fu Chen said makes sense."

"If Wan Wan goes to the capital, I will send her off, and I plan to visit the second elder of the Fu family." Qiao Wangbei suddenly said that the second elder of the Fu family has always cared about him for so many years, so it was only natural for him to visit.

Qiao Aiyun smiled, "When Wanwan wakes up, I'll ask for her opinion and reply to you."

**

Fu Chen and Huaisheng left Qiao's house after eating and did not stay long.

Passing by a milk tea shop, I bought double pearl milk tea for Huai Sheng, the little monk was overjoyed.

Qiao Aiyun was discussing with Qiao Wangbei whether to send Song Fengwan to the capital. They had no acquaintances in the capital, so they could only trouble Fu Chen in the end, and they always felt sorry.

Yan Wangchuan volunteered to wash the dishes.

"...It's really hard for Wanwan to run back and forth, and it also affects her studies, and she is easily distracted. It's really good to go to the capital." Qiao Wangbei said very directly.

"I live in Fu's house again, this..."

"I'll pick a few pieces of good jade and send them back, and the favor will be returned slowly."

...

The two of them had just chatted a few words when they heard the crackling sound of dishes and bowls coming from the kitchen.

Qiao Aiyun ran over in a hurry and almost died of fright.

Yan Wangchuan was holding a cleaning ball in one hand, his hand was full of foam, and he looked serious. Two broken plates fell on the ground, and the pots and pans on the table were in a mess with foam and food residue.

"Yan Wangchuan, what are you doing?"

"Wash the dishes." He answered simply.

"I think you want to smash my kitchen, get out of here." Qiao Aiyun got angry, pulled off the leather glove from his hand, and pushed him out.

When Yan Wangchuan was kicked out, he saw Qiao Wangbei lowering his head and suppressing a smile.

It's been almost thirty years since he fought against Yan Wangchuan, and it's the first time he's seen him deflated, it really deserves it.

Qiao Aiyun cleaned up the kitchen, and when she walked out, Qiao Wangbei had already returned to her room to rest, only Yan Wangchuan was in the living room.

"Do you want to take a lunch break?" Qiao Aiyun wiped the water stains on her hands.

Yan Wangchuan suddenly got up and walked towards her, causing her to take two steps back in fright. Yan Wangchuan walked up to her and grabbed her hand.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Aiyun turned pale with shock, what kind of mess is this person going to do.

Yan Wangchuan gave her a bank card, "Salary card."

"what?"

"I will give you my savings and other financial management later, and you can spend this."

"No, I'm not short of money, really, this..."

"We will be husband and wife in the future, and I will make money for you to spend, it should be."

"But..." Qiao Aiyun was stunned, why did she suddenly want to give her a bank card.

"Buy tableware." Yan Wangchuan forced the card into her hand.

A certain person stood in front of her, like a mountain, with a tough attitude, Qiao Aiyun had no choice but to hold it first, and return it to him later when there is a chance.

But when she took the card, Yan Wangchuan blocked her there, and still refused to leave.

What is this person going to do again!

"Ai Yun, Wangbei and Wanwan are leaving. I don't feel at ease with you living alone. I'll move in with you."

Qiao Aiyun was in a daze at the moment, and before she could recover, he spoke again.

"We need to develop relationships."

"I'll bring the luggage later."

...

After Yan Wangchuan left, Qiao Aiyun came back to her senses.

move in?

live together?

this……

She was a little crazy, but she didn't say a word.

But if he explained to Yan Wangchuan at this moment, with his temper, he would definitely put on a bad face for himself.

How could he say such things when she was in a daze, it was too much.

After Yan Wangchuan went out, he was in a good mood. Sometimes Fu Chen's ideas are quite useful, and this alliance can still be re-established.

Can I mention the marriage certificate next time?

...

Qiao Aiyun complained in her heart, so she drove to the shopping mall to buy some daily necessities. He used to live here, and the things he used were all disposable.

Passing by a pajamas store, there happened to be a discount, and I bought some intimate and intimate clothes for myself and Song Fengwan.

"Would you like to take a look at the pajamas? Buy one get one free. It's a good deal if you buy only one piece." The shopping guide greeted her warmly.

Qiao Aiyun didn't want to buy it at first, but when she saw men's pajamas, she hesitated whether to buy one for Yan Wangchuan.

So soon Yan Wangchuan received a call from her asking about the size of the clothes.

It was the first of its kind. When I bought pajamas, I would naturally buy all kinds of things. I bought a lot of socks and long johns at one time. Since Yan Wangchuan gave her the card, and these things were all for him, I just swiped his card. Card.

So Yan Wangchuan, who was in a meeting in another company, vibrated from time to time on his phone on the table.

It caused other company partners to look at him from time to time.

Yan Wangchuan's assistants coughed twice in embarrassment. Yan Wangchuan usually had very few phone calls, and his work calls were made directly to him, and almost no one made private calls except for the old lady, so this vibration frequency was really unbelievable.

"Mr. Yan, is there someone who has something to do with you?" The partner asked tentatively, "If you have something urgent, our meeting can be postponed."

"It's okay." Yan Wangchuan was still looking down at the document at hand, unmoved.

"But your phone..." The conference room was too quiet, his phone kept vibrating, he didn't care, the others always followed suit.

"Oh, swipe the card to consume text messages." Yan Wangchuan said casually.

Without waiting to be questioned, he said another sentence.

"My wife is shopping."

Everyone vomited blood.

You have been holding back for so long, just waiting for them to question and then show your affection, right?

Most of the people here are in their 30s and 40s. Who the hell doesn't have a wife yet? It's too much.

"Sorry, I'll mute the volume, you guys continue."

Everyone is speechless, you should have muted a long time ago, you have to say such a sentence, right?

It's too boring.

Yan Wangchuan's little assistant looked at the sky speechlessly.

He could already imagine that President Yan would definitely be a wife slave in the future, and the two of them were talking about Madam before they even had a word? You swear sovereignty like this, does Ms. Qiao know?

"Mr. Yan, madam, are you married?" The partners were immediately curious. If they were really married, they would definitely give gifts. "Don't hide such a big thing from us."

"Soon." Yan Wangchuan was cold as usual, "Don't mention personal matters during working hours, hurry up and have a meeting."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched. Who was the first to show their affection? Is it too late to say no to personal matters?

After the meeting, Yan Wangchuan told his assistant, "After finishing the meeting minutes, send them to Qiao's house."

"Are you going to have dinner there tonight?" The assistant still hoped that his boss would get married as soon as possible. With his perverted schedule, the subordinates really couldn't bear it.

"No, live together."

The assistant was dumbfounded.

Living together before getting married, the progress is rapid.

**

It was evening when Song Feng woke up late, she went to the bathroom, and only after she came out did she see the materials Fu Chen had sorted out for her.

After she went downstairs, Qiao Aiyun told her about going to the capital for the exam.

Song Fengwan was naturally full of joy, but he couldn't show it too obviously, and pretended to be contemplative.

"I've discussed it with your uncle. It's a little troublesome for Fu Chen, but there's nothing I can do about it. It's not easy to travel north and south in winter, so I don't worry about it."

Song Fengwan bit his lip, seemingly unwilling.

"Fu Chen is good to you and won't make things difficult for you. You also lived in her house, so it's decided. Your uncle is going to visit Fu's house, so you go with him."

Qiao Aiyun directly helped her make the decision.

Song Fengwan sighed, and said reluctantly, "Okay."

"That's good." Qiao Aiyun rubbed her hair, "I bought you new clothes, come and try them on."

Song Fengwan was happy from the bottom of his heart, the young girl Huaichun always wanted to be with him all the time.

**

At the moment, the Beijing University of Medical Sciences

Xu Jiamu has not gone out for four days in the dormitory, staying up late writing papers, relying on strong tea every day to hang his spirits, and received a call from Qianjiang, asking her to accompany Duan Linbai to review his eyes on Monday.

Even if you beat him up, there's no need to torment her like this.

When she came back from delivering the medicine that day, she deliberately checked Duan Lin Bai online.

Two words to describe:

too wavy.

She's almost going bald because of the thesis, and she still has to deal with that kind of bastard?

Brother, it is necessary to maintain the alliance of the third master, haha, otherwise you can live with Ms. Qiao so quickly?

This secret way of showing affection is really straight and boring!

Brother Duan: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Who the f*ck is coquettish and provocative, make it clear!

Third Master: You have the ability to beat her.

Brother Duan: ...