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

With just over a month left before Song Fengwan's college entrance examination, the school held another parents' meeting.

The time is set before Labor Day.

At this time, Qiao Aiyun had been discharged from the hospital. She only had a broken toe on one foot, and the fractured calf had recovered well. She could walk on the ground for a while, but she couldn't bear the force for a long time.

Qiao's family left half a month ago, and now Yan Wangchuan is taking care of her.

Naturally, she couldn't go to the parents this time, so Yan Wangchuan went there for her.

He was born tall, with a sparse expression and a cold expression. Among a group of parents, he looked very eye-catching.

Most people in Yuncheng knew about Song Fengwan's family affairs. Yan Wangchuan had appeared in a farce before, and many people knew each other. Seeing the two of them appearing at the same time, it was inevitable that they would have some criticisms, but they dared not speak out.

Sitting next to him, Song Fengwan also felt a lot of pressure. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw him take out a small notebook from his pocket, took out a pen, and wrote four words...

【Meeting Minutes】

"Uncle Yan, you..." Song Fengwan leaned over, "What are you doing?"

"Your mother asked me to convey the spirit of the meeting to her, and I'm taking notes." Yan Wangchuan was serious.

Song Fengwan was in the third row, facing the podium. Yan Wangchuan sat on his stool sideways for fear of blocking the people behind him, and stared at their homeroom teacher indifferently, making him inexplicably nervous.

"Actually, you don't need to do this. It's all commonplace stuff." Song Fengwan glanced around. Some parents were still playing with their phones with their heads down, but he was the most serious.

Before the parent meeting, they took the five-city joint exam. Song Fengwan's score was ranked seventh, which was already a very high score for an art student, and the teacher praised him.

Song Fengwan saw Yan Wangchuan wrote a sentence in his notebook.

[Ranked seventh, received praise for the third time. 】

Song Fengwan couldn't laugh or cry, this kind of thing doesn't need to be counted, okay?

**

After the parent meeting, because it was May Day, the school had a one-and-a-half-day holiday. Song Fengwan had a rare rest. After eating, he sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to bask in the sun and play with his mobile phone.

The few pots of orchids in front of the window have been replaced with green radishes and succulents.

Orchids are delicate and need to be taken care of. After Qiao Aiyun was hospitalized, no one took care of them. After everyone noticed, they basically died. Some orchids cost tens of thousands of pots, and Qiao Aiyun raised them for many years.

She is sitting on the sofa at the moment, with her broken toe resting on the pillow, and she is seriously looking through Yan Wangchuan's [meeting minutes].

Yan Wangchuan was sitting on one side of the sofa, wearing a bluetooth headset. From Song Fengwan's perspective, he could vaguely see the cut-up screen on his computer. It was probably an executive of their company, probably in a meeting.

His side face was locked and cold, and he listened carefully, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

"What does this mean?" Qiao Aiyun didn't think he was in a meeting, and pointed to the words on the notebook.

Yan Wangchuan left the computer, sat next to her and talked for a long time, "How does your calf feel today..."

"It's okay, but I can't use force on the toes."

"let me see."

Qiao Aiyun also got used to his care during this time, she put her foot on his leg naturally, the plaster cast on her leg has been removed, and someone skillfully checked it for her.

He put the computer on the coffee table, "Let's continue the discussion."

"Are you in a meeting?" Qiao Aiyun lowered her voice, she tried to pull her leg back, but he firmly held her down with his fingers, not allowing her to move half a minute, the video camera could only see his face, not what his subordinates were doing .

"...the proposal just now still needs to be revised." Yan Wangchuan was very serious in his work, always able to hit the key points directly and hit the key issues.

Qiao Aiyun was still reading the minutes of the meeting, but now her eyes fell on him...

It is said that men at work are the most handsome, which is true.

Xu Shi noticed her gaze, Yan Wangchuan tilted his head to look at her, his eyes met, Qiao Aiyun smiled faintly, "Go ahead with the meeting, don't worry about me, I'll just take a look."

An old man's ears felt hot for a moment, and he had no idea what the man opposite him was talking about.

A group of executives on the opposite side were dumbfounded.

Their boss hasn't been to the head office for more than half a year, and has been directing their work remotely, that's all...

As soon as he is old, he should pursue happiness.

But you are in a meeting now, are you blatantly distracted?

and……

Did you know your ears are red?

I just didn't see it.

"What do you think I am doing, work." Qiao Aiyun frowned.

"Yeah." Yan Wangchuan shifted his gaze to the computer. This group of people have followed Yan Wangchuan for many years, and they have never seen the boss smile so much and rejuvenate...

It is said that spring is here, everything is recovering, and it is the season for animals to estrus and mate.

This is not true at all.

Song Fengwan looked at the two people not far away, lowered his head and continued to send messages to Fu Chen.

[I've already boarded the plane and arrived at Yuncheng at three o'clock, and we will have dinner together in the evening. 】

Song Fengwan bit his lips and suppressed a smile: [Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport. 】

[No, you don't go out until I arrive. 】

After replying to the message, she turned her head to look at Qiao Aiyun, "Mom, I asked my classmates out for dinner tonight."

"Who are you going out with?"

"Just one classmate." Song Fengwan also felt a little guilty, "I'll be back after a meal."

It's rare for her to have a vacation, and Qiao Aiyun didn't hold her back, "Then you come back early, don't play too late, bring your mobile phone, and don't miss someone at that time."

"I know." Song Fengwan smiled and ran upstairs, washed his hair, and cleaned up for nearly two hours before going out.

**

When Song Fengwan went downstairs, the afterglow of the setting sun slanted into the house, and the light yellow soft light coated the whole house with a layer of gold powder. The big bone soup was boiling in the kitchen, and the rich aroma filled the whole house.

"Mom, I'm going out." Song Fengwan was about to run with a small bag on his back.

"Wait a minute!" Qiao Aiyun called her, squinting her eyes, "Are you going to meet a male classmate or a female classmate."

"Girl." Song Fengwan stood at the porch changing shoes, and was flustered when she saw her, "My classmates are already waiting for me, so I'm leaving first."

Before Qiao Aiyun could open her mouth, she disappeared, "Wang Chuan, Wanwan probably won't fall in love, I think she actually put on lipstick, this dress is newly bought, and it's the first time she wears it."

Yan Wangchuan didn't learn anything else during this time, but his soup cooking skill was pretty good. He stood in the kitchen, tightly clutching the spoon in his hand, without saying a word.

"I think it's quite strange. Why did she start dressing up all of a sudden? She didn't like tidying up before, and she didn't like to wear new clothes when she bought them. Does this mean she knows how to dress up?"

When Song Fengwan came downstairs, her long hair was flying. For a moment, she suddenly felt that her daughter seemed to have grown up.

Yan Wangchuan remained silent.

He gritted his teeth, Fu Chen, this kid, has made a fool of himself inside and out.

**

the other side

Song Fengwan arrived in front of the bus stop near the community as promised, but she looked around and saw no one. She lowered her head and looked at her phone. It's already half past four, and she hasn't arrived yet?

Just when she was about to make a phone call to Fu Chen, her waist tightened and she was dragged behind the bus stop sign.

When he came back to his senses, the tip of his nose rubbed against her face, the distance was only a few feet away.

"... When did you arrive, don't say anything." Song Fengwan looked around, his heart beating so fast that he wanted to jump out of his throat.

"Not long." Fu Chen leaned over gently, with an uncontrollable smile in his voice, trembling her heart a little bit, and the sandalwood fragrance emanating from her body enveloped her in a clear and powerful way.

As long as she takes a little breath, there will be an ambiguous and charming breath in her nose, and her face will burn unconsciously.

"There's someone here." Song Fengwan pushed his arm.

"Actually, I just watched you over there for a long time." The thin lips rubbed against her, as if she would kiss her in the next second. This feeling of heart palpitations made the tossing person feel weak all over.

"Then why don't you come here?"

"I wish I could rush over and hug you..."

Fu Chen tilted his head to her ear.

"do you know?"

"I miss you so much, every day..."

"But I don't want to be too impatient, lest I scare you."

While breathing, the scorching breath seemed to burn her ears.

"Then you're rushing over now..." Song Fengwan stretched out his hands to tightly grip the clothes at his waist, his palms were hot.

"I can't help it."

Song Fengwan suddenly remembered that he had called Duan Lin Bai some time ago. His eyesight had recovered a bit, but it would take some time before he returned to a normal person. Maybe he was bullied by Fu Chen. He called her in the middle of the night to complain and beat Fu Chen A scolding meal.

"...Sister, let me tell you, Fu San is not a human being. He bullies me as a disabled person. Do you think he has shame?"

"For a person like him, don't give him sweets, but be cruel to him. It's best to leave him alone!"

"Don't give him meat, don't let him push himself!"

"Eat meat?" Song Fengwan was so ashamed that his face turned red at that time, what was this man talking about.

"You're going to finish the college entrance examination soon, that guy..." Duan Linbai was speechless, "I tell you, the cliff will gnaw you to the bone, so you must be careful."

"Third Brother can't." Song Fengwan's voice was very low, and he became more and more embarrassed.

"Why not? Could it be that the two of you have been dating for half a year, but he hasn't shown any needs?" Duan Linbai spoke very straightforwardly.

"Ne... demand?" Song Fengwan's face was completely red.

"As far as men's needs are concerned, you said that he is also twenty-seven or eighty-eight this year, and he is still a virgin. At such an old age, he must have some needs."

Duan Lin Bai had just suffered a secret loss from Fu Chen, and he was talking vigorously.

"Let me tell you, before you, he never held a girl's little hand."

"A man is as fierce as a tiger in his thirties. It is the time when he is full of energy. How can he bear it? If there is no need? This is not a man!"

...

Song Fengwan couldn't listen anymore, he hesitated and said, "I'm still young."

It's not that she doesn't understand anything, she even had a spring dream several times.

"Oops—" Duan Linbai on the opposite side suddenly laughed very wildly, that laughter was almost unbearable, "I almost forgot that our sister hasn't graduated yet, hasn't passed her 18th birthday yet..."

"Suffocate that old virgin!"

"Sister, let me tell you, this man, you can't just give him what you want. If you spoil him, you won't know how to cherish him. Especially for the first time, you must be careful."

Then only someone's presumptuous laughter can be heard.

...

Fu Chen took her by the hand and got on the bus. It was May Day, and there were many people in the bus. Fu Chen protected her and walked forward, but she was always absent-minded.

And his face was getting redder, he reached out and touched his forehead, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Song Fengwan suddenly came back to his senses, bowed his head guiltyly, "No."

"Your face is very red."

"Yes, yes?" Song Fengwan smiled bitterly, and suddenly pointed to the car TV on the bus and said, "Hey, this hostess is really pretty."

Fu Chen knew that she was distracted just now, so he didn't poke her, and looked in the direction of her finger.

The car TV is broadcasting a domestically popular legal system and people's livelihood program. The host is wearing a black and white suit and is reporting a property dispute.

"Yu Manxi? This host's name is quite nice." Song Fengwan smiled and tried to divert Fu Chen's attention.

Fu Chen looked at the car TV, squinted and didn't speak.

This show has quietly become popular in the past few months, and the neighbor opposite Fu Sinian is now the hottest female anchor in Beijing.

The host is pretty, and he dares to report on the show. Even his old lady is a loyal fan of this show. As long as there is nothing to do, she will watch in front of the TV on time.

Fu Chen met her once.

Her usual attire is quite different from that on TV, she looks bright and charming, yet she actually hosts a legal program?

In fact, most of the audiences of this kind of programs are not young people. Yu Manxi's face is too eye-catching, with an aggressive color. It is not pleasing to host such a serious program, but the old lady said: "Her comments are very tasteful, it is a There are stories of people."

Halfway through the code, my aunt is here~ I want to commit seppuku! o（╥﹏╥）o

**

Erlang, you will be beaten if you slander the third master in private