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

  Chapter 258 Entering the hall, contact me if you have anything (2 more)

  Yu Manxi's face was flushed red, and she felt that this was a bit abrupt. Just when she was uncertain, the little milk cat got out of the crack in the door and crouched at Fu Sinian's feet.

  The kitten was a little month old and was not locked in a cage. Instead, he made a nest and laid a blanket underneath.

  Fu Sinian reached out and fished it in his arms. The cat's coat color was yellow and white intertwined, and the small one was very painful.

  "Why did you run out." Yu Manxi frowned, and the cat did not know what was going on. Fu Sinian was very slimy. She stretched out her hand to hug the cat and said, "Give it to me."

   "Let me hug."

  The implication was that he was willing to come in, Yu Manxi turned his body sideways, and walked in with the cat in his arms.

  I came here because the water pipe in her house was broken and the house was not cleaned up. Now that it is put in order, it feels like a bright light.

   is completely different from his side. Fu Sinian often works overtime and stays up late. Apart from the bed and the computer, everything else at home is furnishings, but her place is full of fireworks.

  There are succulent plants in front of the windows, colorful blankets with geometric patterns on the floor of the living room, unique handicrafts... the whole room is full of warm colors.

  "What do you want to drink?" Yu Manxi had already carried the takeaway bag into the kitchen.

   "No need." Fu Sinian petted the kitten. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the dense refrigerator stickers on her refrigerator. They were all iconic patterns of various countries. She seemed to like to collect such small objects.

  Yu Manxi still poured him a glass of warm water, took the bowl of the little milk cat, and flushed it with goat's milk.

   "Drink milk every year." She greeted the kitten.

Rao is as calm as Fu Sinian is not calm anymore.

  Drink milk every year?

  When the little milk cat heard something to eat, she struggled on Fu Sinian's lap, did not dare to jump, and yelled anxiously.

  Fu Sinian put it down, and it immediately ran to the cat bowl and licked it.

  Yu Manxi went to the kitchen to wash the rice and cook porridge. The high fever did not fade, and the kitchen coughed intermittently.

   Fu Sinian's eyebrows tightened. He scanned the room from the corner of the room. There was a photo wall on one side of the living room. There were photos of her traveling in various colors. She went to many countries, but she was all alone.

  Looking at many photos, even if they are taken together, they seem to be passers-by by chance, and it is inevitable to feel lonely and deserted.

   "The water pipe broke before, and I asked you to stay for one night. I haven't thanked you yet. If you haven't eaten, just leave it to eat." Yu Manxi couldn't see through him, and he was very careful in what he said.

  "Can you cook when you are sick?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

   "It's getting better, it's okay." After taking the medicine, she fell asleep for a day, and her body was relieved.

  She coughed twice, pulled out the disposable mask from the house and went to the kitchen...

In just half an hour, Yu Manxi brought out two dishes. The porridge was cooked in a pressure cooker and was ready to be served. The dishes looked good. She looked really like someone who could cook. .

   "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made some." Yu Manxi was still a little nervous, for fear that the food would not suit his appetite.

   Didn’t they all say, grabbing a man’s heart, grabbing his stomach?

  The two sat down at the dining table. Fu Sinian picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. The taste was surprisingly good.

"How?"

   "Hmm." Fu Sinian nodded, and did not comment much. According to her temperament, if he praised her, he would inevitably have to keep an inch, "You are good at cooking?"

   "If you are alone, you must learn everything." Yu Manxi said casually.

  "Go abroad early?"

   "It's OK." She lowered her head and drank the porridge.

  Fu Sinian squeezed his chopsticks. He looked at the photo on her wall. One of the pictures was taken in a certain country during the New Year's Eve. The background says 2011. Looking at this, she also knows that she has been abroad for at least eight years.

  How old was she eight years ago, leaving her home alone?

"live alone?"

  "When you go to school, you will definitely live in a dormitory. You will only live alone after graduation. You wait and I will pour you a glass of water." Yu Manxi was reluctant to mention these things, and left after making excuses.

  The two of them had nothing to say except for eating, and Fu Sinian reminded them after eating.

  "If you are sick, please notify your relatives and friends to take care of them. For example..." Fu Sinian's voice paused, "The person who helped you move that day."

   Yu Man was taken aback, "You mean Brother Ning?"

   Fu Sinian did not deny it.

"I have some friendship with my family. I heard that I was looking for a house to help. I am ashamed to disturb him. Besides, if he has a girlfriend, I have to avoid suspicion." Yu Manxi put the two of them in a few simple sentences. The relationship is clean.

  Fu Sinian never heard of that man has a girlfriend, so Xu made it privately.

  Ning’s family is a high-ranking family, if you take it home, it’s basically set.

  In this era, even his third uncle, who advertises the purity of six roots and is not close to female sex, is engaged in underground love. There is nothing else that can happen.

  After eating, Fu Sinian sat on the sofa and flirted with the cat. Yu Manxi simply cleared the table, took the medicine, and then nestled in the corner of the sofa and then watched an unfinished American drama.

  After taking the medicine, the person became drowsy. Yu Manxi kept on holding his eyelids until Fu Sinian approached. She looked like a cat ready to blow up her hair at any time, watching him vigilantly.

  The people in front of her were getting closer and closer, and Fu Sinian could clearly feel her holding her breath.

  Fu Sinian stretched out her hand and touched her forehead with her slender and warm fingertips. She drank the medicine and became hot all over her body. At this moment, her face was even more blood-red...

  At this moment, Yu Manxi seemed to feel his heart beating faster and faster, as if he was about to jump out of her throat, and she could see more clearly how deep his eyes were when she got closer.

   is so thick that it can drown people.

  The unfamiliar breath of a man is close at hand...

  Yu Manxi seemed to be strangling his heart by something, and the whole person stood on the edge of death.

   "It seems that the fever is gone, go back to sleep when you are sleepy, I should go back too." Fu Sinian withdrew his hand.

  "Then I'll see you." Yu Manxi hurriedly jumped up from the sofa.

  Until it was delivered to the door, Fu Sinian said...

  "Call me if something happens."

   Yu Man was taken aback for a moment. When he recovered, Fu Sinian had already turned around and entered the house.

  She lowered her head and smiled, touching the forehead that Fu Sinian had touched, smiling like a fool.

  What should I do, I don’t want to wash my face anymore.

  After Fu Sinian returned to the house, he was still thinking about the Ning family, whose surname is Yu, has friendship with the Ning family? Fu Si has been with computers all year round, and he doesn't pay attention to the Beijing circle, nor does he go deep into it...

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  Qiao's House in Cloud City

  Song Fengwan didn’t communicate much with Yan Shaochen, but the influence of this person on her was not bad. He declined Qiao Aiyun and Mrs. Yan’s plea that night, and did not stay at Qiao’s house, but stayed in a hotel outside.

  He only said that it was not convenient, and he wanted to leave a space for their family alone, so he didn't bother much.

   is a very interesting person.

  In the next few days, Song Fengwan had already returned to school for class. Everyone was busy preparing for the exams, with no distractions. When she came back to class, there was no much movement.

  Students in the first and second grades of high school have been on vacation one after another, and only the third grade of high school is still in class on the huge campus.

On the twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month, Qiao's family sacrificed the stove. She packed her things and left the school gate after self-study that night.

   Yan Wangchuan usually picks him up, but today it is Yan Shaochen, which makes her a little surprised.

   "...Uncle Yan is something?" Song Fengwan sat in the back seat, looking at the person in front of him.

   "No, I just want to go there and pick you up by the way." Yan Shaochen is very measured.

  This Song Fengwan is not a three or four-year-old kid, he is also in his twenties, so he must avoid suspicion.

  On the way home, Song Fengwan took out his mobile phone, turned off the flight mode, and sent two text messages to Fu Chen, just to inform him that he had gone home from school.

   Yan Shaochen glanced at the person behind through the rearview mirror. He had also come from school days. She looked sneaky...

  Afraid that you are in a puppy love?

  When the two arrived home, Mrs. Yan, who had always been asleep at this point, was still sitting in the living room.

   "Shaochen, trouble you." Qiao Aiyun smiled and thanked Yan Shaochen.

   "You're welcome."

   "There are dumplings in the pot, do you want to have some?" Qiao Aiyun invited.

   "No." Yan Shaochen laughed.

  Song Feng had to study until late at night after returning home. It seemed to be a habit to eat supper. She sat at the table eating dumplings, and suddenly heard the old lady snorting coldly...

   "How big is the face of this grandson family, what kind of virtue is his daughter, don't you know it? Are you planning to go to our Yan family?"

  Sun family, Sun Rui?

  To the Yan family?

  Everyone knows that Yan Wangchuan is pursuing Qiao Aiyun, and he does not have a son, so it is naturally for Yan Shaochen who is closest to his family.

   Yan Shaochen and Sun Rui?

  Song Feng was choked by dumplings at night.

  Drink milk every year?

  Brother Sinian was scared...

  (End of this chapter)