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

  Chapter 138 Death? Press her hard [information on shelf]

  The three of them arrived home after having a barbecue. It was already half past eleven.

  Song Fengwan said hello to them and went back to the room to wash. After the massage, he really felt soothed all over.

  She turned on the lamp, took out the carving tools stolen from Josie Yan’s room, and took out the hibiscus stone bought in the antique market from the drawer.

  Furong stone is polished, the size of a thumb cover, a soft layer of light pink, and the color is transparent. She wants to engrave and drill, weave a knot tassel, and hang it on the newly bought Buddhist beads.

   is regarded as a birthday present for Fu Chen.

  She is a student, she can't afford to send too expensive things, the hole is rough, so he should not dislike it.

  She has never learned to sculpt, but she has seen it a lot, and her fur is always a little bit. After holding the carving knife for a long time, her fingertips and tiger's mouth are rubbed red and aching.

  **

  Fu Shen did not sleep at this moment, took a shower, and was reading documents in the study.

  Shifang was next to him, operating the computer, according to what he said, marking and sorting out the recent work content, while Qianjiang stood by and waited.

  Fu Shen finished the first stage of work, and turned his head to look at Qian Jiang, "You just told me that you saw Cheng Lan?"

   "Well, it's at the gate of the footbath city."

   "She knows everything about my itinerary." Fu Shen Qingqiang.

  "She had been chasing you before. For a while, when you came back from climbing the mountain, you often went there to find the master to press your feet. She must have bought the waiter and told her about it." Shifang muttered.

  Fu Chen picked up the Buddhist beads placed on one side, and rubbed them one by one, without making a sound.

   "Ms. Song's early love and the remedial class happened last time, it was her handwriting, San Ye, just let her go?"

   Qianjiang twisted his eyebrows, "Move her? I'll go!"

  His temperament is upright, he has witnessed the remedial class things with his own eyes, and he can't help it.

   "She appears this time, I am afraid that she will do something again." Shi Fang is speechless, this woman is simply a lunatic, and there are so many stalkers, she has never seen such a shameless face.

   "I wanted to wait for the night to return to Yuncheng to clean up her, staring at her first, if she dared to die again..." Fu Chen ticked the corner of his mouth, "Just press me to death."

  The bottom of the eyes is already cold.

  Shifang and Qianjiang looked at each other, and said nothing.

  **

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Duan Linbai strode into the study in ice blue pajamas.

   "It's so late, still working?" Duan Linbai handed a cup of hot tea to Fu Chen, drinking coffee by himself.

"busy."

   "I sent you the photo."

   "Huh?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

   "I just sent it to you on WeChat, haven't you seen it?" Fu Chen's phone was on hand.

   "I have set your message to do not disturb." Fu Chen said confidently.

  Duan Linbai turned his head and took a sip of coffee. It was so bitter.

   "Did you talk about backache in the street square before?" Fu Chen tilted his head to look at him.

   "How to drop, I squatted in the cold wind for so long, sacrificed for your happiness, you now know that you feel sorry for me." Duan Linbai hummed coldly, thinking that he had a bit of conscience.

  Fu Shen smiled and said nothing.

  Duan Linbai squatted in the study for a while, just saying that after gathering with his family, and then coming out to gather with friends, it is almost New Year, everyone is busy, and a few people rarely get together.

   "On my birthday, I want to spend it with her."

  Duan Lin was choked, "Your old lady is not going to make you a selection feast."

   "I have a conversation with her."

   "Your mother's temperament, if you don't give her sweetness, she will easily let you go."

   "I explain that I will take my girlfriend home in the next year, otherwise I will treat it as her."

  Duan Linbai almost squirted out a sip of coffee.

   "I will be an adult next year later, and I plan to take her home."

  Duan Lin Bai smiled angrily, "I'm back to the room."

  He walked stiffly to the room. Is this guy too confident, so sure that Sister Song will like you and go home with you?

  Dare to swear words in front of the old lady, boasting, so courageous.

  Don’t forget, you are still in a unilateral relationship.

  He couldn't fall asleep after he returned to the room. He started a game to eat chicken and was playing vigorously. Qianjiang knocked on the door and gave him two bottles of medicine.

  "San Ye said that your backache is caused by kidney deficiency. For men, a poor waist is fatal."

  Duan Linbai looked at the medicine bottle with a dazed expression, and it said [Liuwei Dihuang Wan] impressively.

  Used for loss of kidney yin, sore waist and knee...

  Am I special!

  He was so angry that he threw the medicine bottle into the trash can, and when he turned his head, he saw that he had been headshot during the game.

  He and Fu Shen Juebi's astrolabe are not in harmony.

  **

  Next day

  Song Fengwan stayed up late to drill the hole yesterday, and it was past nine o'clock the next day. Fu Chen went to the company, and Duan Linbai was still sleeping.

  Uncle Nian looked surprised, thinking that she was studying to stay up late yesterday.

   "Even if you have to take an exam, you can't do it like this."

   "Yeah." Song Fengwan lowered his head with a guilty conscience, "Uncle Nian, where is the nearest mall?"

   "Tell me what you need."

   "No, I want to see it myself." She wants to give a gift and needs to keep it secret.

  Uncle Nian thought she was going to buy some private items for girls, and he didn’t cling to it. “It’s very close. I’ll let the driver take you off in seven or eight minutes. The bus at the gate of your school, No. 52, takes three stops.”

   "Hmm." Song Fengwan smiled and nodded, and was about to go out for dinner with a bag on his back. Qianjiang had already drove the car and waited for her. She had no choice but to take the car to the mall.

  The car stopped in the underground garage. Song Feng watched him pull out the key to turn off the engine and hurriedly said, “I’ll go shopping. It may take an hour or two. Please wait for me and don’t follow me.”

   Qianjiang hesitated for a moment.

  "Big Brother Qianjiang—" Song Fengwan stared at him, his voice wailing.

   "Well, I'm waiting for you here." Qianjiang is a straight man and can't stand girls acting like a baby.

  However, Song Feng got out of the car late, and he followed up sneakily.

  She walked around the mall selling gold and silver jewelry, and then entered a jewelry store on the fourth floor. After staying in it for nearly two hours, she came out satisfied.

  Qianjiang was afraid that she would find herself, so she ran out of the garage to pick up the car.

  When Song Feng went back late, he also bought two cups of milk tea. I didn’t know Qianjiang’s preferences and helped him order the classic match.

  Today is not a weekend. It is morning. There are not many people in the mall. Only her and two young people are in the elevator.

  She stood at the elevator entrance, glanced at the beating floor number, and from the fuzzy mirror of the elevator, she saw the two people leaning on their heads and whispering something.

  The two are not very old. In winter, they only wore thin leather clothes, dyed the popular hair color, and there were faint black and blue tattoos on their exposed necks and wrists.

  Song Fengwan grabbed the milk tea in her hand, and she went down when the elevator reached the first floor.

  She should have boarded to the negative first floor, but the two people seemed to have been staring at her, and she felt very bad, so she simply got off the elevator to avoid them.

  There are more people on the first floor, and she feels relieved when she mixes into the crowd.

  Find the safe passage and go down the garage from the stairs.

  The needle fell on the corridor, and the footsteps were clear to her ears. She heard the rapid and disordered footsteps coming from behind, obviously more than one person. Her heart beat, speeding up her pace, calling and running down.

  As soon as the phone was connected, she heard someone calling her behind her, "Song Feng night?"

  She turned her head subconsciously, and the two people she had met in the elevator rushed towards her...

  **

  Fu Shen is having a meeting in the company. At the end of December, he wants the annual summary and has to plan the tasks for the new year. The atmosphere in the meeting room is tense.

  "Buzz—"The phone vibrates.

  Everyone is stunned, so who is looking for death, and there is no silence during the meeting.

  Just as everyone was looking for the unlucky ghost, Fu Chen picked up the phone and didn’t say anything. He heard a scream from there...

  Everyone saw Fu Chen's face, instantly condensed, and the chill was pressing.

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