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

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"third brother, how many tomatoes do you want to wash?"

song fengwan lowered her head and asked a few questions, but she didn't get a reply. she turned her head to size up the person beside her and realized that he was staring at a certain spot in the room in a daze. she didn't know what he was thinking about.

" third brother! " she raised her voice, and a certain someone finally came back to his senses.

"what?"

"what's wrong with you? why are you in a daze?" it was quite dangerous to be in a daze while cooking.

"i suddenly thought of something." fu chen smiled at her.

the man was wearing a simple white cotton linen shirt with a dark red apron around his waist. it was all men who looked feminine wearing an apron, but he felt that his third brother was extremely handsome.

especially when a certain someone was smiling at her ...

fu chen's lips were always curved, giving people the feeling that he was kind and friendly. that was why he was said to be kind but cruel, because the first impression he gave people was absolutely harmless.

at this moment, the curve of her lips gradually widened, causing song fengwan to blush and feel embarrassed.

why did this person suddenly ...

for some reason, she was smiling so dazzlingly at him.

she was holding a tomato and seemed to be washing it under the water when she felt the person beside her approaching ...

he bent over and got closer.

from the corner of her eye, she saw a certain someone getting closer and closer. " what's the matter ... "

the man leaned over and pecked her cheek. " why are you suddenly blushing? "

his voice was low and had a smile to it, making one's heart beat faster.

"i'm fine."

" wanwan, daze! " fu chen was still bent over, staring at her.

even if this person wasn't your fiancé, she would still feel a little awkward to be stared at like this. song fengwan's throat was dry as she replied with a gentle " mm ".

"you have very few classes this semester."

fu chen seemed to be doing this on purpose. he was always very close to her. once song fengwan's ears softened, her heart would collapse ...

he was afraid that she would agree to whatever he said.

"yes, not much." the art academy's courses were concentrated in the first and second years, and the third and fourth years were mostly left for them to create and design. there were basically no classes in the second semester of the third year.

"do you want to go out and play for a few days?"

"where are we going?" at the mention of traveling, she was instantly interested.

" somewhere nearby. i'll play for two or three days. "

"i only have classes on wednesday, sure."

"i'll make the arrangements."

song fengwan originally thought that fu chen might have planned this for her birthday, but she later found out that that wasn't the case ...

this old man had dug a hole for her a long time ago and lured her into it step by step.

*

when the dishes were served, song fengwan opened the cake that jing hanchuan had brought and said that he and xu yuanfei had made it together.

white peach cream.

just the smell alone was enough to make one's fingers twitch.

the process of making the cake was indescribable, and xu zhengfeng was almost depressed to death.

although the two of them had registered their marriage, xu zhengfeng still looked at them through tinted glasses. it made them want to be intimate, but they had to do it sneakily under his eyes.

jing hanchuan said that he was going to the xu family to bake a cake, and xu yuanfei agreed readily. the process was naturally very sweet. xu zhengfeng stared at jing hanchuan. if his gaze could kill, a certain someone would have been riddled with holes.

"do you want some red wine?" fu chen took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet.

"alright."

it was her birthday anyway, and it was just the two of them. he had seen song fengwan's face before, so he naturally didn't care about her. she would show some ugly side after getting drunk.

after an hour ...

song fengwan held a spoon and took small sips of the cake in front of her. she was drunk and drowsy. she clearly didn't drink much, but why did she feel dizzy and everything in front of her was spinning?

"wanwan ..."

the man in front of her had a jade-like face. the lights were dimmed and shrouded him, as if a thin layer of halo had spread out over his entire body.

the corner of a certain someone's mouth was curled up in a smile, as if he was deliberately tempting something.

"what?"

song fengwan bit her spoon.

"happy birthday."

"thank you ..."

just as she lowered her head and was about to take a bite of the cake, a certain someone pulled away from her side, leaned close to her, and held her face ...

every pore on his body seemed to be filled with the smell of white peach, fragrant and sweet.

this intimacy made song fengwan's head spin even more. her eyes were red as she stared at him.

if this was in the past, fu chen would probably have carried her into the house, but now, he had more important things to do ...

"wanwan ..."

"oh?"

song fengwan was in a daze. she knew that someone had bitten her on the corner of her mouth and it hurt. she wanted to eat some cake.

"do you like me?"

"i like it." otherwise, how could she have been with him for so long and even got engaged?