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

The awards show was held on time at seven o'clock. After the host announced the start, there was a continuous song and dance performance.

Song Fengwan soon received a notice asking her to go backstage to prepare for the award. Fu Chen was a little worried about her, so he naturally followed her. Some school leaders even teased that the two were so close that they couldn't be separated for a moment.

How did they know that Fu Chen was worried about the chaos in the backstage, and someone bumped into Song Fengwan.

Second Young Master Jiang saw that Song Fengwan had left, his eyes flickered, and his body followed his heart, and he was about to leave.

"Why are you going?" Jiang Duanyan pressed his shoulder.

"I'm just going to have a look."

"With the third master watching, where is your turn?" Jiang Duanyan really didn't know why he was still staring at other people's wives all day long after they were married and had children.

At this time, someone from the student union came to inform them to prepare in the past, because the sponsors always wanted to give them the opportunity to show their faces and let them present the awards.

Second Young Master Jiang was very keen on this matter, but his brother called him back with a single sentence.

He said, "Does your image represent the company?"

Second Young Master Jiang is autistic, what happened to his image? He felt that following Duan Linbai recently, his clothes had improved a lot, so why was he so thoroughly disliked.

Soon a lot of people gathered in the backstage, including the wheelchair girl. Although she is an Internet celebrity, she is different from others because she has an inspirational label on her. Knowing that she is coming, the student in charge of the organization even deliberately She reserved time to speak, after all, she was quite influential among the students.

Song Fengwan only greeted her briefly, since they were all backstage, it was inevitable that they would have to say a few words.

It was only at this time that she knew that her real name was Nie Xi.

"Congratulations, Ms. Song, the work is great." Nie Xi folded her hands on her lap, looking calm and elegant.

"Thank you." Song Fengwan looked very calm.

"I've seen your previous design works, and the style has actually changed a lot." Nie Xi laughed.

"You used to imitate Old Joe, but it doesn't seem to be like this in recent years."

"Especially this time, it's different from your previous style, very special."

...

Her words seemed to be praising Song Fengwan, but it made people feel uncomfortable. In fact, Song Fengwan had never plagiarized, but because of this kind of disturbance, this thorn has penetrated into the hearts of many people. So when she mentions a big change in style, some people will naturally feel that there is something in her words.

Did you imitate someone else's?

Fu Chen and Jiang Duanyan were standing some distance away from them, because they were all girls there, and they were not suitable for men in the past.

Of course I didn't hear what they were saying.

Song Fengwan turned his head to look at her, "I didn't expect Miss Nie to care about me so much."

"Come to the awards show, I just did some homework in the early stage."

"In other words, Ms. Nie is not very proficient in design."

Song Fengwan's tone was light, as if he was gossip.

"If that's the case, it must be seen that things are only superficial. I inherited my grandfather's painting style. Even if the style changes, the inner bones are still the same."

"Miss Nie is an outsider, so naturally she can't see the doorway inside, but you can see that these are already very good, after all, you can't compare with the master."

At first hearing Song Fengwan's words, there was no problem, but he just savored them carefully.

This clearly means:

Don't talk nonsense if you don't know how to do it!

shut your mouth

It's just a euphemism for people to say.

Nie Xi smiled lightly, "Yeah, I'm new to this, so I really don't understand much."

Just stroking the thin blanket on her knees with her fingers, this little girl is really as rumored, with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, she is difficult to deal with, she just said a word, and she fought back unceremoniously.

From outsiders' point of view, the two seem to be chatting enthusiastically, how could they know the tit-for-tat and hidden sharpness between the words.

Just when Song Fengwan was about to take the stage, someone passed her with a takeaway lunch box. Many of the students who had just finished performing backstage didn't have dinner. They relaxed after the performance and ordered something to eat.

The smell of that kind of food mixture is very fragrant.

Song Fengwan felt his stomach churning, covered his mouth and rushed to the bathroom on the other side.

"Miss Song..." Nie Xi frowned, she naturally supported the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, as if she wanted to do something.

But Fu Chen rushed out immediately.

When Nie Xi turned her head, she happened to meet Jiang Duanyan's eyes.

The man was wearing a simple and slim suit, with one hand in his trouser pocket, the other hand was wearing a suit jacket, and he was holding the distributed program list. He fixed his gaze on her and locked it firmly.

It was like seeing something through her.

The eyes are extremely deep, especially at this time when the back is facing the light, the pupils are secluded, and her heart trembles when she sees it, but she still suppresses the uneasiness in her heart and nods to him as a gesture.

Jiang Duanyan looked away lightly, as if nothing happened.

When Song Fengwan came out, his face was still a little pale.

"Wanwan, are you alright?" Many of the people in charge of the organization are in the same club as her and know each other very well.

"It's cold recently, and I feel a little uncomfortable." Song Fengwan held a tissue and covered his mouth.

"I'll get you some water." Fu Chen rubbed her hair.

There were all her classmates here, and nothing would happen, so Fu Chen turned around to buy mineral water.

"After it's over, go see a doctor." Nie Xi looked concerned.

"Um."

Song Fengwan responded.

...

At this time, it happened to be Nie Xi's turn to speak on stage, followed by the award presentation session. The students who received the awards lined up at the back one by one, and Song Fengwan was the first, at the end.

Nie Xi went down from the other side, and by the time she made a circle and returned to where Song Fengwan was, the award ceremony was already in the second half.

"Miss Nie, this way..." A classmate led her to the auditorium.

When she passed by Song Fengwan, she greeted Song Fengwan with a smile, but her wheelchair crushed the curtain of the stage. The buckle suddenly collapsed.

Jiang Duanyan was relatively close at this time, and frowned slightly when he saw the curtain entangled in the wheels.

"Miss Nie..." He just wanted to go up and stop her from moving forward.

Nie Xi also felt the difficulty of walking, and thought it was because of the ground, because there were red carpets all over here, she seemed to be unconscious.

With a sudden force, the inner curtain was suddenly torn off from above...

In the exclamation of everyone, it seemed like a huge black curtain, directly covering it.

Song Fengwan was standing in the middle of the curtain, and felt a large area of ​​things overwhelming her, and a devastating sense of suffocation hit her.

These things have been in disrepair for a long time, and they are not cleaned frequently. After shaking off, the dust is fascinated by people's eyes.

Song Fengwan wanted to run away, but this place was too closed, she had no way to escape...

Do you want to be so unlucky!

It happened only for a short moment, and the audience outside was still cheering for the award-winning students, without knowing what happened in the background.

When everyone came back to their senses, they realized that, except for Song Fengwan, almost everyone had slipped out of the curtain.

"My God—" The crowd tore the curtain away hurriedly.

Nie Xi was at the edge, and the curtain brushed against the corner of her clothes.

She turned her head to look at the bulge in the middle of the curtain, raised her hand to pat a little dust on the clothes, and stretched out her hand to tear off all the lines caught in the wheelchair.

The movements are so nimble that there is a little bit of ruthlessness.

This kind of curtain is shading and airtight, and it is also full of dust. After this pressure, not only was it frightened to death, but it was also dirty, and it was impossible to go on stage.

She really can't see Song Fengwan's high-ranking appearance.

Just as she raised her hand to dust off the dust, she saw the curvature in the middle of the curtain bulging, and soon someone came out from the edge.

"How is it? Are you okay?" It was Jiang Duanyan who spoke!

He raised his hand and pulled the coat over Song Fengwan's head. When it shook, it was covered with dust, but Song Fengwan, who was protected by him, was not damaged at all.

"It's okay, thank you." Song Fengwan was really scared just now, because the thing was overwhelming, and the high pressure hit, making people nowhere to hide.

Thanks to Jiang Duanyan's quick action.

He directly took the coat and put it on her head, taking advantage of his height, almost covering her under his body.

He is a very gentleman, even at such a time, he just caressed her elbow and helped her to support her body, without any uncomfortable gestures.

"It should be." Jiang Duanyan patted the dust on his body, subconsciously turned to look for Nie Xi, only to find that the place where she was before was empty...

He squeezed his coat tightly, his eyes darkened.

In fact, the curtain is not heavy, but a lot of dust has fallen on it. Song Fengwan is still a pregnant woman, even if her body can bear it, she will be scared to death.

Jiang Duanyan is an insider, so he will protect her immediately.

A group of students hurriedly tore the curtain aside and asked about Song Fengwan's situation. When Fu Chen came back, he happened to see Jiang Duanyan walking out covered in ashes.

"What's wrong?" could be a gut feeling.

"The stage curtain fell just now, but Ms. Song is fine." Jiang Duanyan just felt that the thing fell by coincidence, and had some guesses in his heart, which had not been confirmed yet, so he didn't mention it to Fu Chen.

When Fu Chen entered the backstage, Song Fengwan was on the stage to accept the award, and the curtain had been kicked down to the corner. Except for the obscure smell of dust in the air, it seemed that nothing had happened.

The curtain fell?

Fu Chen looked up at the top of his eyes, and frowned slightly.

The students all knew that this was a stage accident, and Song Fengwan was involved. In addition, Fu Chen had a strong aura, so naturally he would not take the initiative to speak up. He remained silent, ready to cover up the matter just like that.

In fact, Shifang was outside at that time, Fu Chen and Qian Jiang went out to buy water, but someone did not enter the backstage, after all, there were too many girls and it was messy, so he expected nothing would happen, so he was enjoying himself while staring at the stage.

The sound of the curtain falling was not loud, and the surrounding area was noisy, and he had no way of knowing what happened inside.

Jiang Duanyan decided to remind Fu Chen when he came back from a trip.

"Third Lord..."

"Um?"

"The curtain fell a little strangely. It almost hit Ms. Song. Take her to check it when you have time. I'm afraid she might be frightened."

Jiang Duanyan put it mildly.

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at him. Smart people talk and don't need to communicate too much. He nodded: "I see, thank you."

*

Fu Chen and Song Fengwan didn't stay at the party for too long, because she was really unwell, so she left halfway, and just walked out of the auditorium not far away, she vomited once by a trash can.

Seeing her like this, Fu Chen really felt distressed, and since he couldn't help at all, he could only turn on the water and let her rinse her mouth.

"Go to the hospital." Fu Chen stared at her pale face with distressed eyes.

"No, it's ready."

Song Fengwan suppressed his nausea, "Walk with me."

The car was a bit stuffy, and she didn't want to go up for the time being, so the two walked along the campus for more than ten minutes.

After they left, Nie Xi turned the wheelchair and came out from one side...

It's cold and vomiting?

She pursed her lips, and she just learned from many classmates' discussions that Song Fengwan moved out of the dormitory to live with Fu Chen a month ago, and she always felt that this was unusual...

"Miss Nie is still leaving?" When she was in a daze, the Jiang family brothers came out from behind. Jiang Duanyan's clothes were dirty, so naturally he didn't want to stay for a long time, and wanted to go home and take a bath.

When Nie Xi heard that it was Jiang Duanyan, her heart trembled, she nodded with a smile, "I'm leaving right now, waiting for the bus."

"Then let's go first." Jiang Duanyan said and took Jiang Ershao away.

After getting into the car, Second Young Master Jiang was still confused: "Brother, are you interested in her?"

"I haven't seen you take the initiative to say hello to a woman."

"She's pretty, but I don't like her."

Jiang Duanyan was originally resting with his eyes closed, listening to him, and turned his head to look at him, as if looking at a mentally retarded person.

"I think she is interesting, not for her."

Second Young Master Jiang was stunned. This is so dangerous. I think it's interesting. I have to understand it in depth. Once I go deep into it...

Jiang Duanyan saw his mentally retarded face, and knew that he was thinking wrong, and he didn't bother to talk to him.

**

Brocade Capital

After Fu Chen and Song Fengwan came back, Qiao Aiyun stewed soup. Song Fengwan drank half a bowl and felt much better in his stomach. The feeling of vomiting seemed to be relieved temporarily.

"This is the food tonic prescription your grandma asked for from a Chinese medicine doctor. How is it? Is it effective?" Qiao Aiyun looked concerned.

Song Fengwan nodded seriously.

"That's good, I will cook some for you every day, and it will probably relieve a lot of morning sickness."

Song Fengwan had recently been tossed by morning sickness and was weak, so he went to bed early.

Fu Chen went into the study and found the pregnancy diary.

[I vomited 3 times tonight, and something was itchy. 】

This is simply a small book for holding grudges.

I've been filling in the holes. Before I abuse the scum, I always have to pave the way, so don't be in a hurry...

This should be the last big hole in this article, and scumbags will definitely abuse it.

Third Master: Take out my little notebook.

Fu Baobao: ...