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

  Chapter 203 Brother: I am in good health and can have children (3 more)

  Have a child?

  Qiao Aiyun was choking her throat with tea, and she kept coughing while covering her mouth, her face flushed.

   Yan Wangchuan raised his hand and patted her on the back. He rarely cared about people, his movements were stiff, and his strength was not well controlled, so he could only be as gentle as possible.

   "I said I want a baby, you are so excited." Old Madam Yan released Song Fengwan's hand and handed her a piece of tissue.

  Qiao Aiyun reached out and took it, and wiped the corners of her mouth awkwardly.

  Song Feng bowed his head late, originally scared, but at this moment, looking at his mother's appearance, he was obviously more shocked than her.

  A face of embarrassment made her almost laugh.

  Which eye Grandma Yan saw her mother was excited, she was obviously frightened.

   "Ai Yun, how old are you this year? 39? Or 40?"

   "The New Year's Eve is over." Yan Wangchuan said.

  Before getting married early, Qiao Aiyun was 19 with Song Jingren. It took a few years before she gave birth to Song Fengwan, and she was only 22 at that time.

  Old Mrs. Yan smiled, “Old age is a bit dangerous. If you want children, I will look for a Chinese medicine doctor to treat your body.”

  "You mean Mr. Wei?" Yan Wangchuan said again.

   "Well, I used to lose money, and he helped me heal it. It's really a brilliant hand."

   "Yes."

  ……

  When the mother and son sang together, it seemed that Qiao Aiyun was about to give birth to a child, and one of the parties was unable to intervene.

  Fortunately, the waiter got in the way of serving the dishes, and the two people stopped talking.

  Song Fengwan can now understand why her mother was cheated by saying that she agreed to propose marriage.

   "Ai Yun, I will find someone to prepare the wedding for you when I go back. Our family has a house by the Nanjiang River, Linjiang. I bought it for investment before. How about a wedding house?"

   "By the way, that area is still the school district room."

   "If you really have children in the future, you don't have to worry about going to school."

  Qiao Aiyun's hand holding the chopsticks trembles slightly, "Auntie, you eat vegetables."

   "But if you have children, you should be as early as possible, you are all big and young."

  She shook her finger, and the food caught in the air almost fell on the table.

   "You have to discuss with you if you want a child, I don't care anyway."

  Old Mrs. Yan has a heart-warming heart. She has already prepared for her son to be bachelor. She is already very happy to have a beautiful granddaughter. Her son will be able to have a companion in the future, and she will feel at ease when she leaves.

  In this era, many people think of money as nepotism, how many people have children and grandchildren, and they are still deserted when they are old.

  It’s not that if you have the same surname and blood relationship, you can really treat you well.

  Old Mrs. Yan had already seen it, she also wanted to leave a queen for the Yan family, but this kind of thing cannot be forced. If there is a grandson, it will naturally be the icing on the cake, and it would be better.

   "Being a granddaughter to me late, our old Yan's family can also be considered as a queen, I have nothing to regret."

   "Well, let's discuss it." Yan Wangchuan said.

  Qiao Aiyun coughed twice, put her hand under the table, and pulled at Yan Wangchuan's clothes, so he couldn't say a few words less, why he had to say anything.

   "It's late, do you like your younger brother or younger sister?" Mrs. Yan suddenly cueed Song Fengwan.

  Song Fengwan was drinking beef soup with his head down. Hearing this, he subconsciously glanced at Qiao Aiyun, "This...I haven't thought about it yet."

  She is 17 years old, and now we have a younger sibling. How old is that?

   "You can think about it now."

   "Haha—" Song Fengwan smiled dryly, she really didn't dare to think about it.

  **

  Song Fengwan ate dinner quickly and quickly returned to the studio. The three of them were eating and chatting, which naturally took a lot of time.

  On the way back, she passed by the milk tea shop, ordered a cup of Shuangpin, took out her mobile phone, and called Fu Shen.

  Fu Shen was eating at the time. He received a call and walked out of the restaurant with his mobile phone.

  Sun Qionghua only heard a word of hello, and the tone was very gentle.

  When she married into the Fu family, Fu Chen was a half-year-old child. The father himself raised him, and his manners and manners were different from ordinary people. At that time, he had learned to restrain his emotions.

  When she first entered the Fu family, she naturally wanted to please everyone. This little uncle, at a young age, would have thought that children would be easy to handle. Who knows that no matter how she behaves, her attitude towards herself is always indifferent.

   "Yu Xiu, is there something wrong with your third uncle?"

  Fu Yuxiu is full of grievances at the moment, does not want to go abroad, but cannot resist, has no intention of caring about others, "I don't know."

   "It always feels a little strange." Sun Qionghua must be sharper.

   "Your grandma asked me a few days ago if there was any good girl she knew to introduce him, and then she said no, saying that he would take his girlfriend home this year, and I don't know whether it is true or not?"

  Fu Yuxiu lowered his head and fiddled with the rice, his mouth was bitter, "It shouldn't be, whoever is so unlucky will be attracted to him."

  He couldn't even think of the kind-faced third uncle, what it is like to fall in love with someone.

   "Don't talk nonsense, if your grandparents hear this, it can break your legs." Sun Qionghua frowned, said nothing, dare to say anything.

   "I'll just talk about it."

   "I also want to introduce your grandma's cousin to him, for fear that your third uncle will look down upon him."

   "Definitely not." His grandmother's cousin is a spoiled eldest lady. She is also average-looking. She can barely see without makeup. The photos rely on P pictures, and his third uncle's eyes are not blind.

   "Eat well, don't talk!" Sun Qionghua was dull.

  Fu Shen took the phone and walked outside.

   "Have you finished eating?"

   "Well, buy a cup of milk tea and go back to the studio."

   "Take a break and paint again, don't be too tired."

   "I know, is this meal too scary?"

   Fu Shen smiled, "Lao Madam Yan embarrassed you?"

  He has never seen this old lady, but he has heard her parents mention it.

  The old man of the Yan family passed away earlier. At that time, Yan Wangchuan was afraid that he was only a teenager, an orphan, widow, and such a large family business. I don’t know how many people coveted it.

   "That's not true. Granny Yan is very nice. She mentioned that my mother and Uncle Yan gave me a younger brother and sister. You said that I'm 18, and then give me a younger brother?"

   "I am also an old man. When I was born, my eldest nephew could run and talk." Fu Chen raised his eyebrows. What opinion does this girl have for the old man?

   "I didn't say you again." Song Fengwan bit his lip, why did he return it? "If my mother and Uncle Yan are really together, I can't care about whether or not they have children. It just feels weird."

   "Weird?"

  Fu Shen suddenly thought, if they really had a child, wouldn’t this little kid be of his own generation?

  Call yourself brother-in-law?

  It's hard to know that he is not much different from his own child. At this moment, he can suddenly understand why he always has a gloomy face every time he calls his eldest brother.

  This taste is really sour and refreshing.

"The main reason is that I didn't think about it at all. I didn't have any precautions. It scared me, but Grandma Yan was really nice and gave me something. I just looked at it. It's a jade pendant. It's probably expensive. I can't refuse..."

Fu Shen heard that the Yan family had treated her well, so he was relieved. After all, Qiao Aiyun was divorced and took the children. Yan Wangchuan is in good condition. Even if she is a young girl in her early twenties, many people are willing to marry him. Yan's family smoothly Accept it, that's naturally the best.

  Song Feng brought up the milk tea made in the evening, and stood outside the painting room for a long time in order to call Fu Chen.

  Until Fu Chen heard that she was standing outside, he urged her to hang up.

  Song Jingren has been standing not far away. He doesn't know who Song Feng is calling, but the bright and sunny smile seems to dispel the cold, making the severe winter more colorful in an instant.

  Even the clerk at the milk tea shop smiled, so why did he treat him with a cold face to his own father?

  Could it be that he fell in love with the Yan family?

  This kind of giants is incomparable even when the Song Group is at its peak.

  The family ate together, the feeling of intimacy, like three generations of real grandparents, which made him angry. He only saw Song Feng talking to Yan Wangchuan from time to time in the evening.

  Yan Wangchuan doesn’t speak much, but she often picks up vegetables for her, and even helps her to peel shrimps and shells.

  When Song Feng came out late, Qiao Aiyun wanted to send her, but Yan Wangchuan finally sent her to the door, and the two of them stood and said a few words.

  He seemed to hear Song Fengwan calling him "Dad".

  He was trembling all over, and his anger spread in his heart. He wanted to rush up and punch Yan Wangchuan.

  This is his daughter, what does it matter to him.

  Qiao Aiyun has been talking and laughing with him, what is it, is it really going to get married?

  He has become like this now, thanks to them. He is going bankrupt and impoverished. Why can they still talk and laugh.

  The monstrous hatred overwhelmed him, he wanted to kill the dog and the man, no matter how he came here this time, he wanted to ask others.

  **

  At this moment, the original Song’s villa has officially changed its name to Qiao’s.

  Qiao Wangbei answered the phone, and the Fu family called only to ask if anyone was in the family, and Sun Qionghua would also go over and apologize when he was coming to pick up the pregnant woman.

  The call was made by Fu Chen. He helped Song Fengwan. Naturally, Qiao Wangbei would not give him a face, and he planned to entertain him at night.

  I heard that Sun Qionghua was also with him, and his face changed.

  Take out the carving knives from the room, line them up, facing the sunlight, checking them one by one.

   "Uncle Joe, what are you doing?" Huaisheng was lying on the table to practice calligraphy. He will officially go to elementary school after autumn.

   "Knife sharpening to kill."

  "The Buddha said: You cannot kill, but you must be compassionate. The karma of killing is very serious and you will go to hell." Huaisheng spoke extremely solemnly. This is the "five precepts" of Buddhism. Non-killing is the first one.

   "Anyone who is affirmed to be a human cannot be killed."

  Qiao Wangbei raised his eyebrows, is this kid preaching to him?

  "What if this person is a beast and is not worthy of being a human?"

  With delicate brows, my sister also said last night that brain damage is not an swear word. He now says this person is a beast, not a human?

  He can't spare him for a while.

Go straight over, put away all Qiao Wangbei's carving knives, and hide them behind him, "I don't care, killing is a felony, and committing a crime will lead to a ghost or hell. I am a monk, and I can't just watch you make mistakes. "

  Qiao Wangbei couldn't laugh or cry.

  At most, he was to intimidate the Fu family. How could he really start, how could this little monk be so real.

   "Give me the knife." Qiao Wangbei's face was dark and solemn.

   "No." Huaisheng's tone was determined.

   "You bastard, if you give it or not, believe it or not, I will smoke you." Qiao Wangbei was born with a black mouth and a black face, thin and tough, very scary when he is not talking, and now threatens him.

  Huaisheng blinked, there seemed to be tears in his eyes, as if he was frightened by him, or he just held the knife and said, "No."

  "You kid, are you just looking for a fight? I have limited patience. I have really tolerated you for a long time." When I got up early in the morning and knocked on Muyu, Qiao Wangbei was happy and almost collapsed.

  He has a stern face, fierce and vicious, with a slumped mouth.

  A few seconds later.

   Tears fall down...

  Qiao Wangbei was dumbfounded.

  The kid in his own family can't be red-eyed even if he is killed. Why is he still crying? He didn't do it himself, and he didn't know how to coax the child, and he was a little at a loss.

   "I don't need a knife anymore, don't cry."

  Huasheng nodded with red eyes, "I'm helping you, you want to say thank you to me."

  Qiao Wangbei really wanted to smoke him at this moment.

  **

  Qiao Aiyun here

  He accompanied Yan Wangchuan and sent Mrs. Yan back to the hotel. The old lady had a siesta habit. After two o'clock, her eyelids couldn't hold her back.

  She received a call from Qiao Wangbei and knew that Fu Shen would be there later, so she naturally had to rush home to help Huaisheng pack her things.

  She wanted to go home by herself, but the old lady insisted that Yan Wangchuan could only send her off.

  As soon as the two got into the car, Yan Wangchuan said abruptly, "Do you want a child?"

  He likes Qiao Aiyun, and naturally hopes to have a child belonging to them. He does not deny this.

   "Huh?" Qiao Aiyun lowered her head and fastened her seat belt.

  "A child belonging to the two of us, do you want it?"

  "I think we are at this age..." Qiao Aiyun didn't even think about the relationship between herself and Yan Wangchuan. Naturally, she never thought about having children. You can't be anxious about this kind of thing.

   Before she finished her words, she was shocked by Yan Wangchuan's words.

   "I'm in good health, I can still live."

  Qiao Aiyun wanted to slap him to death, did she mean that?

  You can give birth, you can give birth to yourself!

  San Ye is also starting to feel depressed, haha

  Uncle Qiao successfully scared the child to cry, and felt sorry for his cousin for three seconds here. Haha, your living environment is really difficult.

  Lastly I want to say one thing!

  Brother, let’s speak tactfully [cover your face]

  (End of this chapter)