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

  Chapter 163 Senior Brother’s Infiltration, Frozen One (3 more)

  The light in the bedroom was dimly yellow and warm, and the humidifier at the bedside was covered with a layer of white mist, which made her crimson face even more charming.

  She searched for the quilt with her fingers, and didn't know what to say, her face flushed and she didn't dare to look at her directly.

  Fu Shen kept staring at her, for fear of missing some important expressions.

  The relationship was not broken before. Fu Chen talked to her, still carrying the arrogance that is unique to her elders. Now she is always flirting with her, which is a bit of self-releasing.

  Song Fengwan has no idea what to do.

  In the past, Fu Yuxiu was engaged in an engagement relationship. It was booked early in the morning. Normally, it was eating and chatting, and there was no such thing as chasing anyone.

  She is inexperienced and somewhat at a loss.

   "Didn't you say that it will not affect me?" Song Fengwan's voice was very low, for fear of Qiao Aiyun's discovery.

  She has a fast heartbeat, and she keeps her eyes on the door from time to time, rolls over and gets out of bed, and cripplely locks the door.

  She sneaked onto the bed again, acting like a thief, but the person opposite, raising his hand to caress the glasses on the bridge of her nose, was actually smiling.

   "What are you laughing at? I am not a thief because of you."

   "You just said that I affect you, can you understand it in disguise..." Fu Chen stroked his glasses and looked at her sternly, "You care about me from the bottom of your heart."

  Song Fengwan is going crazy.

  She coughed twice, "Have you really never been in love?"

  Have never been in a relationship before, but it’s a set of love stories.

   "I talked to you in my heart, does this count?" Fu Chen smiled lowly, and the smile passed through the earphones, making it more deep and deep.

  It's over.

  This person can't stop at all.

  Song Fengwan felt that she could no longer have a normal conversation with him.

   "It's late, I have to get up early to read tomorrow, and I have to go to bed." Song Fengwan's ears were red as if he was on fire, and he didn't dare to look at him directly.

  She wished she could end this conversation quickly.

  "Fu Xinhan chased you two roads today."

   "Huh?" Song Feng patronized the night and touched the stone, but he didn't pay attention at all.

   "Huasheng still said that I missed you tonight." Fingers operated the computer, but a lot of pictures were taken.

   "Well, I miss him, too." Song Fengwan thought of the little monk, before laughing, eating meat and chanting.

"I miss you too……"

  Fu Shen looked at her with a focused and serious expression.

  Song Fengwan blushed, bit his lip and said nothing...

   "What time will you get up tomorrow?"

   "It's half past five."

   "Then you go to sleep, good night."

  Song Feng said good night late, so he hung up the phone, rubbed his ears with his hands, and was tingling hot.

  As soon as I set my mind, I heard the sound of the door twisting outside, "Late night, are you asleep?"

   "Not yet." Song Fengwan hurriedly got up and opened the door for her.

  Qiao Aiyun hugged another blanket and threw it on her quilt, "When did you go to bed and lock the door?"

   "Huh?" Song Feng would occasionally go to bed at night. Sometimes he slept deeply and couldn't wake up. The door of the room was never locked. Normally, no one would go in directly except Qiao Aiyun.

  She felt guilty, "Maybe it was just smooth."

  I have no confidence in speaking.

  Qiao Aiyun glanced at her mobile phone which was still on, "Stop playing, go to sleep."

  Send Qiao Aiyun away, her heartbeat only calmed down a little.

  Every time I make an affair, it’s really...

  Song Fengwan just got into the bed, and Fu Chen’s message came again.

  【Good night, I will call you tomorrow morning. 】

  She gave Mao the illusion that he was already in love with him.

  **

  Yunjin Capital is here

  Shifang gave Fu Chen some more files, and he had already closed the computer.

   "San Ye? Not working anymore?" He said that he would go to Cloud City some time later and ask him to bring all the documents that needed to be solved. He was busy at the company until midnight, and finally got the documents organized and brought them.

  He actually turned off the computer, looking like he was going to sleep.

  You said earlier, I am not so desperate.

   "Go to bed late."

  Shi Fang was stunned for a moment, Miss Song fell asleep, what does it have to do with you?

   "The file is here, I will deal with it tomorrow." After speaking, he turned back to the room.

  Shifang pulled his hair.

   Work and rest synchronization?

  It’s so amazing.

  The relationship between the two has not been established. This person can sprinkle dog food madly. People who don't know think that the two are in love.

  **

  Next day

  As soon as Song Fengwan was woken up by the alarm clock, Fu Chen's call came.

"Hey--"

  "It's time to get up." Fu Chenxu was just awake, and his voice was thicker than usual. The phone was stuck to his ear as if he was right next to him.

   "Hmm." Song Fengwan said in a daze, "Actually, you don't need to call me? Even if I go to bed late, my mother will call me."

   "I just want to hear your voice."

  Song Fengwan tucked his head under the quilt, and the breath he exhaled was full of enthusiasm.

  This old man is deadly.

  Grandma Fu also said that he was Yumu's head, and she had never seen anyone more sultry than him.

  It's like the protagonist of the Korean drama returns to Su.

   "Okay, you can hang up the phone." Fu Chen didn't delay her time. He also knew that a certain little rabbit probably hid shyly.

  Song Feng hung up the phone lately and arched his head into the bed. How could it be done like this?

  Since the morning, I've been so flirting.

  How can she study at ease?

  Mom, what should I do if someone influences her study?

  **

  When Song Fengwan was washing out, Qiao Aiyun had already cooked breakfast, millet porridge and egg pancakes.

  "After eating, I will read a book for a while. I will take you to the examination room later. It is a bit far away. I booked a hotel for you in advance. I will stay with you over the two days of the examination."

   Live closer and don’t have to get up early to let her rest well.

   "Hmm." Song Fengwan lowered his head and drank millet porridge, "Are you going to go out later?"

  "Go to the lawyer's office, and take you out later." She did not intend to let Song Feng mingling with Song Jingren about her divorce, and she barely revealed anything to her.

  "Difficult to deal with?" Song Fengwan was on the capital side before, and there was no one who could see Qiao Aiyun, so he thought about what he said. Now when he is facing each other, he asks one more question, "He... is not there to cooperate?"

  "Involving some property distribution, it will definitely take time, so don't think too much."

  Qiao Aiyun finally felt softer, and didn't want to tell Song Fengwan that he was wrong. Divorce and litigation involved money, which would really expose her character. All kinds of stealing, rape, and shameless tricks were used.

  Song Fengwan knew that she did not want to disclose, and did not ask much.

  Since Song Jingren pushed herself at the confession banquet that day, it took more than a week before she called herself. She didn't answer, and she didn't control the number of calls after that.

  After a long time, there is no more call.

  **

  After eating breakfast, Qiao Aiyun went out with a stack of documents, and Song Feng went back to the house to read in the evening. After about ten o'clock, the phone vibrated.

  An unfamiliar number belongs to Diyun City.

  She was stunned for two seconds, but still answered the phone, "Hey—"

   "It's late, I'm Dad, are you back." Song Jingren's voice was smiling.

   is the same as before.

  Song Fengwan heard his voice and couldn't help but his nose was sour. He held the phone tightly and made no sound.

"You are about to have an exam. Dad has been busy lately and has no time to care about you. I will take you out to eat in the evening, just your favorite store." Song Jingren's tone is kind, giving her an illusion, as if it happened before. Everything is her illusion.

  Song Feng gritted his teeth late, but still refused, "No, I want to read, I don’t have time."

   "Just eat a meal, one hour, without delaying your study, I also bought you a lot of gifts, wasn't it Christmas the other day? Didn't you like to chase me for gifts before..."

  Song Jingren is patient and speaks softly.

  Song Fengwan’s mind is full of the thin face of Qiao Aiyun just now. His eyes are no longer the same as before. Instead, they are dull. Even with cosmetics, tiredness is still hard to hide.

   "Don't go, you can eat it yourself."

  Song Jingren worked with her for more than ten minutes, and Song Fengwan remained determined.

   "Did your mother not let you see me?" His tone changed abruptly.

   "It has nothing to do with my mom."

   "We are not divorced yet, I am still your dad, what right does she have to prevent us from meeting..."

  Song Fengwan clenched his fingers, "I said, this is my decision, it has nothing to do with my mother, I don't want to see you!"

  She yelled at the phone twice and hung up.

  **

   Song Jingren on the other side was about to speak when he heard a busy tone on the other side of the phone.

   "Mr. Song, what do you say?" Secretary Zhang asked in a low voice, "Miss promised to see you?"

  Song Jingren's face was pale with anger, and did not say anything.

   "The lawyer over there is coming again, and the lady still has shares in her name. If she stands there, the company will be divided in the future, I am afraid it will be extremely detrimental to you."

   "I know!" Song Jingren was so angry that he dropped the phone directly to the ground.

   "This dead girl refuses to even see me now, what can I do!"

  "I don’t know it’s bad for me?"

  This company was founded when he and Qiao Aiyun started from scratch. Qiao Aiyun shares slightly less than him.

  When Song Fengwan was born, in order to please the Qiao family and to show that he pursued Qiao Aiyun, not for money, he specially transferred a part to Song Fengwan.

  Usually, the husband and wife are one, naturally regardless of each other, and the share ownership is different, but in reality Song Jingren is in control. It is different now. Where is Song Fengwan standing on the divorce? It is almost equal to whoever can get the voice of the company.

  How could he not be in a hurry.

   "President Song, what should I do now?"

  "Check me where is her examination room? I don't believe her if she doesn't go to the exam, so I went to the door and blocked it. If I don't believe it, I can't see her."

   Secretary Zhang glanced at him, you don’t know where your own daughter took the exam?

Hey--

  No wonder she won’t turn towards you at this time.

  **

  On the other side, Yan Wangchuan just met with his partner.

  "Mr. Yan, I will treat you tonight, and you have a good face." In fact, their cooperation is not big. Yan Wangchuan can send a supervisor over. If he can come in person, they are also flattered and naturally pleased.

   "You are welcome, there is something else, let's go first."

  He has always spoken directly, and they got used to it after a few days of contact.

  The assistant drove the car and glanced at him, "President Yan, where are we going?"

   "Go to Tiansheng Community, stay in the examination room in the afternoon and watch the examination room late in the afternoon, and walk around the mall by the way to buy her something."

  The assistant couldn't help but speak loudly, silently.

  Waiting for Yan Wangchuan to come out of the mall, he hugged a big bear who was tall enough to provoke passers-by to stop frequently.

  The assistant was dumbfounded.

  He stuffed the bear into the back seat and squeezed into the co-pilot himself.

  "Mr. Yan, this..."

  "They recommended it, saying that the sales are the best, and the girls like it the most."

The assistant coughed twice. He was 100% sure that his family’s President Yan had been pitted on the cliff, because this kind of the biggest one was probably the most expensive. Need to kill.

  Furthermore, Ms. Song is going to take the exam. Is it true that you are sending some stationery, giving you a bear?

  **

  Qiao Aiyun ended her lunch break and planned to take Song Feng to see the examination room at night. Before she went out, she received a call from Yan Wangchuan, saying that she was at the door.

  When you open the door, you are a big bear.

  "Brother, you..."

  "It's not for you, for the late ones."

  If someone gave a gift, Song Fengwan was naturally happy and took it with both hands, "Thank you, Uncle Yan."

   "What do you buy her gifts for?"

   "I wish her success in the exam."

   "It's so embarrassing, you come in and sit down." Qiao Aiyun knew his intentions, it was at this age, and suddenly someone chased herself, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

   "When do you see the examination room, I will send you off, and it just happened to be fine."

  Song Fengwan looked at her mother's embarrassment and couldn't help but smile.

  Uncle Yan is this ready to penetrate their lives in all directions?

"too troublesome……"

  Qiao Aiyun just refused, so she heard him say directly, "I'm waiting for you."

   directly blocked her words.

  The tone was low again, with a cold face. Qiao Aiyun had been afraid of him before, and didn't dare to disobey this senior. Now she didn't dare to resist, so she nodded angrily.

  There will be a scum part behind, it is estimated that the dog food will be less...

  I decided to dry Sanye.

  It’s too much. The little girl is going to take an exam. What are you doing from morning till night?

  And Brother Yan, you want to chase people, and you can’t keep your face straight. You are kind enough to send you to the examination room late and late, making it seem like a threat to others [cover your face] I also persuaded you...

  **

  Continue to ask for monthly tickets~

  (End of this chapter)