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

  Chapter 177 San Ye: Don’t want me? (2 more)

  Song House Villa

  The heating is warm, Qiao Aiyun was worried all the way, and almost lost half of her life, for fear that her brother did nothing, and it really took Song Jingren's life. Someone was eating with peace of mind?

  She looked around, "What about others?"

   "I was kicked out. This is not his house. What qualifications does he have to live here?"

  Qiao Wangbei lowered his head to eat, his tone seemed to be gossiping, "This kind of beast, don't let him go out and keep him for the New Year?"

   "Don't stare at me like that. If you didn't want his life, it shows that I was restrained. Over the years, my temper has really curtailed a lot."

  Qiao Aiyun nodded, his brother never lied to her.

   "Uncle." Song Fengwan followed into the house, rushed to his side, and hugged him.

   "Ahem-I'm eating, you girl is going to choke me?" Qiao Wangbei frowned and put down his chopsticks and patted the back of her hand.

   "Don't tell me in advance if you are here." Song Fengwan pulled the stool and sat down next to him.

   "It's a bit anxious, you don't have to take an exam today, how do you feel?" Qiao Wangbei was very fond of Song Fengwan.

  He has always believed that he should “have a son poor and a rich daughter”, and he has no daughters, so he spoils this niece extraordinarily.

  Josie Yanyu glanced at her father.

  I was so fierce and wicked just now, I was going to kill with a knife, and I was already happy from ear to ear at this moment.

   "It feels good."

   "I will give you a present from my uncle."

   "What to give me? I don't want stones." Qiao Wangbei wanted to give something, so no one was allowed to refuse. Song Fengwan was kind to him and spoke naturally and casually.

   "The stone is not good? The vision is too high."

  Qiao Wangbei Yu Guang glanced around at the few people who had entered the house, and when he saw Yan Wangchuan, his eyes flickered twice, "Brother."

   "Yeah." Yan Wangchuan replied, his expression as cold as usual.

  Only between the eyes, sparks are splashing everywhere, and there is clearly an undercurrent surging.

   "..." Qiao Wangbei's gaze fell on Fu Chen, his eyes narrowed, as if searching for information, and after a few seconds, he spoke, "Fu family's third child?"

   "Master Qiao, hello."

  Fu Shen and him are indeed the same generation. It is reasonable to say that the big brother can't be exaggerated, but he doesn't want to separate the generations between himself and Song Fengwan, so he called Master Qiao in the middle.

  He is a craftsman, but when others call him that, he feels comfortable.

   "When I saw you before, you were only a teenager."

"Ok."

   "Thanks to you for taking care of you late these days, thank you." Qiao Wangbei is very polite with him. He is the same as his own, and he can't talk to him in the same way that he treats juniors. "You come here specially this time..."

   "My father is worried, let me come and have a look." Fu Chen bluffed and deceived under the banner of his father without red heart.

   "Fu Lao always remember, you go back and say thank you to his old man."

  The relationship between the two elders is good, but after Qiao’s death, the Qiao family seems to be in decline. The Fu family has three sons and one daughter, all of whom are dragons and phoenixes. Fu was still in a high position back then.

  The relationship is too close, it is inevitable that people will be said to deliberately indulge in Fu's family, Qiao Wangbei upright, proud of heart, simply nest in a small world and concentrate on carving.

   "Father said he would let you go for more walks when he has time. He misses you very much, but he is not in good health and it is not convenient to go south, otherwise he would have gone to Wu Su long ago." Fu Chen spoke to him quite politely.

   "Thank you, old man, I will go when I have time." Qiao Wangbei knew that the Fu family cared about him.

  It’s true that I haven't moved much in recent years, but the Fu family will always call and greet each other during the holidays. Qiao Wangbei also feels embarrassed.

   "Then you talk first, I'll leave first." Fu Chen didn't stay long, and it was too early. The family must have something to say. At present, he is still an outsider, so it is really inconvenient to stay here.

   "Xiyan, you can send it..." Just as Qiao Wangbei spoke, Song Fengwan had already stood up.

   "Uncle, let me send San Ye off."

   "Well, it's okay." Qiao Wangbei lowered his head to eat, thinking that Song Feng had lived with Fu Chen for a few days and the relationship was normal, so he didn't think much about it.

  **

  Song Feng night sent Fu Shen to the door, and the street light went down, pulling the figure slender.

   When he arrived at the door, he was speechless. Song Fengwan occasionally raised his eyes and glanced at him, "That..."

   "It's cold outside, go and sit in the car for a while." Fu Chen pointed to the car parked not far away.

   "But..." Song Fengwan turned to look at the room, feeling guilty, and the feeling of affair made her heart beat involuntarily disordered.

"Just talk for a while, okay?" Fu Chen bowed his head to look at her, then started to coax in a low voice, "I just want to be alone with you for a while, at your door, the elders are there, I will not treat you How is it."

  Song Fengwan hesitated, but moved a little bit to follow him in the car.

  After getting in the car, the two of them sat in the back, Shifang thoughtfully turned on the heating in the car and turned off the lights inside, then retreated and stood quietly not far away.

  The carriage was small, and Song Fengwan sat quietly, rubbing his fingers, a little nervous.

   There are some unspeakable little throbs, and she looks outside from time to time, for fear that someone will come out.

   "The car film is very dark, you can't see it from the outside." Fu Chen said, taking off his coat.

   "You... why are you undressing?" Song Fengwan frowned, his voice trembling.

   "Hot." Fu Shen raised his eyebrows, the carriage was not big, the heating was quickly filled and the heat gradually rose, "Aren't you hot?"

   "It's not hot at all." Song Fengwan tightened his clothes slightly nervously.

   Fu Shen Qinghao, "Why are you so nervous? Is it possible that what else can I do to you in the car?"

  After he finished speaking, he moved an inch toward her.

  He looked directly at her, his nose was straight, his eyelashes were slender, and the light and shadow refracted from the car window, setting off his face so evil and depressed, with an indescribable beauty.

  Song Fengwan leaned back subconsciously.

   "What are you hiding?"

   "I...Ah----" Song Fengwan just said, Fu Chen wrapped one hand behind her at some unknown time, hooked her waist, and suddenly pulled her whole body towards him.

  The tip of her nose hit his face, warm and warm.

   "Five days." His breath was burning, blowing on her face, lingering repeatedly.

"Ok?"

"I can't see you, life is like years." Fu Chen tilted her head slightly, the corners of her mouth were almost pressed against her ears, and her body shrank, and she trembled slightly, a strange feeling spreading from the soles of her feet, and her body was soft and soft. Doesn't belong to her.

  His lips linger little by little, starting from her white and tender face, little by little...

   "Why do you say this?"

   "Three..." Song Fengwan felt that he should push him away, but his body was too weak, "Brother San."

  "Why would I like you so much?" Fu Chen smiled lowly, "Late night, why do you say this..."

  He hung his head, his voice hoarse.

   "Don't do this, it's a bit uncomfortable to press me down." The carriage is too small, and Song Fengwan feels suffocated.

  Fu Shen was unmoved.

"do you miss me?"

   "No." Song Fengwan struggled, as if he had a fever.

   "Little heartless." Fu Chen smiled.

   "I'm not." Song Fengwan coldly snorted.

   "I miss you so much? You don't even want me at all? I need to punish you!" He pinched her chin with one hand, as if to kiss.

   "I thought about it, I thought about it." Song Fengwan hurriedly changed his words.

   "Good-" Fu Chen touched her small chin with his forehead against her.

   "Reward you."

   He tilted his head while talking, and touched her side lightly.

  The inside of the car was too dark, his lips seemed to be on fire, and the heat seemed to melt her face, gently and softly, landed on her face, staying for a long time, and the heat penetrated into her heart a little bit...

  It's raging like fire, burning all the way to the bottom of my heart.

  Song Fengwan understood it, as long as he wanted to, there were thousands of reasons to take advantage of her.

   "Late late..."

"Well."

  "Don't be afraid of anything that happens, Brother 3 will protect you?"

  Fu Shen stretched out his hand and gently embraced her in his arms, "No matter when."

  Song Fengwan's heart trembled, his forehead was on his chest, and he nodded tremblingly, with moist eyes, "Thank you..."

  I don’t know how long she has been in her arms, Fu Chen patted her on the back, "Okay, go back, it's late, go to bed early today."

"Ok."

   Fu Shen lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair.

  Song Fengwan's face was slightly hot, he opened the door, ran to get out of the car, and when he entered the door, he almost ran into Geng Ying who was about to go back.

  Geng Ying and Qiao's father and son talked about the current divorce case. It took some time, or they would go home with Fu Chen about the time.

   "You girl, how reckless you are." Qiao Aiyun just sent Geng Ying out.

   "Auntie I'm sorry." Song Fengwan was so guilty of conscience, his voice was slightly flustered, "It's too cold outside."

   "Hurry into the house and see that your face is so cold and red." Qiao Aiyun urged.

  Song Fengwan blushed even harder.

  Shifang just got on the car and started the car to leave the villa area.

  Neither of them clearly began to fall in love. Why is the sour smell of love in the air?

  I don’t know what did you do in the car?

   But seeing his third master in a good mood, I guess he took advantage of it.

  Fu Shen had already told his parents about the situation before, so naturally he didn’t have to call again. He dialed a call back to the capital of Yunjin. Uncle Nian answered the call.

   "San Ye..."

   "Uncle Nian, is pregnant still asleep?" The child lives in his house, and he leaves at this time, always worrying.

   "After eight o'clock, the old lady came over in person and picked him up."

   "Where to change clothes?"

   "Take them all, don't worry..."

  Fu Shen was relieved when he learned that Huaisheng was picked up by his mother...

  Shifang watched him finish the phone call before he said, "San Ye, go to the hotel? I have already booked a room."

  "What hotel to go to, to the second brother's house." Fu Chendian rubbed the buddha beads in his hand with his fingertips.

  "The second master is not at home, do I need to call the second wife in advance?"

   "Second sister-in-law is probably going to play mahjong, let's go directly."

  Sun Qionghua has no hobbies. He likes to play mahjong. He doesn’t play a lot of money. It just kills time, usually until eleven or twelve at night.

  **

  Fu's House in Yuncheng

  Fu Yuxiu naturally knew that there was an accident in the Song family. Sun Qionghua was very strict with him and forbid him to contact Jiang Fengya. However, the two were still in a school and would always meet secretly.

  Private contact has never been interrupted.

  There was an accident tonight. Jiang Fengya was not involved. He went to bed. He received a phone call from Jiang Fengya, saying that she had been driven out and was penniless and didn't even bring her ID card. He wanted him to help.

  He thought that his mother came back very late. He went out for about an hour without any problems. He quickly put on his clothes and took the car keys and ran out.

  No one got in the car. He watched a car rushing forward. The dazzling headlights made him dizzy for a while. He squinted his eyes and shook his mind. The car had stopped on the lawn of his yard.

  When he saw the bullish Beijing license plate, he was shocked.

  Fu Shen pushed the door and got out of the car, and glanced at him, "It's late at night, where are you going?"

  Shi Fang smiled, he just said, why the third master suddenly came to the second master's house, dare to love is calculated.

  Fu Yuxiu was frightened for a while, if he had already gone out and the third uncle came over, and the person who did not see him, he would be dead if he filed a lawsuit against his mother.

   "No, I'm a little hungry, I want to go out for a late night snack."

   "Really?" Fu Chen stared at him, staring coldly.

  "I'm not hungry now, Sanshu, please come in quickly." Fu Yuxiu held the car key tightly, he was dying, why come here at this time.

   is more terrifying than hitting a ghost in the middle of the night.

  In fact, when Song Jingren and Jiang Fengya were kicked out, Secretary Zhang was scared away. Jiang Fengya helped Song Jingren out of the villa area and took a taxi to a nearby hospital.

  Thanks to the pocket of her pajamas with a mobile phone, otherwise she would not even have money to take a taxi to the hospital.

  She was only 18. She couldn't cope with many things, so she could only call for help.

   Just pity her squatting in the hospital corridor all night, and did not wait for Fu Yuxiu.

  **

  Song House Villa

  Qiao Aiyun and Song Feng went upstairs to clean up the room late in the evening. Song Feng went to the capital in the evening, and it was the first time to return to his room. It was obvious that someone had already stayed in.

  The Qiao family father and son and Yan Wangchuan downstairs looked at each other.

   "Xiyan, go upstairs to help your aunt." Qiao Wangbei slowly put down his chopsticks after eating.

  Qiao Xiyan knew they had something to say, so he packed up the take-out lunch box and went upstairs.

  Qiao squinted his eyes to the north, and looked at the people in front of him seriously, "Brother, let's talk."

  San Ye, you...too courageous! It's terrible, you are really not afraid of death.

  San Ye: Can’t it?

  Me: Just be happy if you are happy, hehe...【Smelly shameless】

  It is said that Uncle will have an in-depth exchange with Brother Yan, haha~

  Ps: In the end, the third master is really very accurate in calculating people. Fu Yuxiu is very careful for fear that he will be scared... Hell in the middle of the night.

  (End of this chapter)