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

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after entering the guest room and opening the window, she was greeted with the sight of the vast water town of he ze. song fengwan took out her phone and took a few photos. when she lowered her head to adjust the colors, fu chen had already stepped forward, placed both hands on the window, and pulled her into his arms.

"what are we having for dinner tonight?"

"i'm not very hungry."

"then let's go eat later ..."

*

the two of them stayed there for three days and two nights. they returned to beijing at noon on wednesday.

song fengwan originally had classes in the afternoon, but the teacher changed classes, so she had some free time. when she returned to the dormitory, she fell into a deep sleep.

traveling was tiring. it was impossible to stay in the hotel all day long. she would go out during the day without stopping and come back at night. a certain someone was full of energy. song fengwan's small body couldn't take it at all.

he slept until nine in the evening.

"you're finally awake." miao yating was the only one in the dormitory.

"where's yueyue?"

" it's a club activity. i'm out. " after hu xinyue entered her third year of university, she became the president of a club. she was very busy all day. " where did you go to play? you're so tired. "

"i'm in jinling." song fengwan climbed out of bed, familiarized herself with the place, and prepared to go out to buy food.

" our class group has informed us that you can apply for the national award. didn't you get first-grade this year? do you want to fill out a form? " seeing her like this, miao yating realized that she didn't pay attention to the group's messages either.

song fengwan replied in a muffled voice, as if she didn't take it to heart. when she left the house, she took out her phone and called fu chen.

no one picked up.

little did he know that a certain someone was currently receiving the "education of love" from his old father at the old residence.

the old man was afraid that the young lady would be wronged. after all, she was too young. even if they had already done something, once they got married, it would be completely different.

this involved all aspects, and if something went wrong in the future, it would be the female party who would suffer.

fu chen was afraid that the old man would overthink, so he promised him that he would treat song fengwan well.

song fengwan didn't know how she told her roommates that she had gotten a marriage certificate. she had wanted to find a chance to confess, but she was so busy that she forgot about it.

……

in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

during this period, song fengwan was busy preparing for the school's annual design competition. she wanted to get first place.

during that period, she only slept for three to four hours a day, almost without any rest. after finishing the design draft, she fell asleep for almost twenty hours.

when she got up, hu xinyue happened to ask her if she wanted to go to the supermarket.

"to the supermarket?" song fengwan was thinking about what she needed to add.

"you should be stocking up on that one too." miao yating asked.

there was something very magical about this. after living together for a long time, even their periods were close to each other, and they would always make plans to stock up on some sanitary pads.

"yes." song feng nodded his head late because he wanted to go out for a breath of fresh air.

actually, song fengwan's period was two days later than usual, but it was normal, so she didn't mind.

"you're not done with your design draft yet?" hu xinyue looked at song fengwan. she was already very thin, and she had lost even more weight recently because she had no appetite and stayed up all night.

" it's done. the post-editing and polishing will be submitted this week. "

"don't work so hard."

song fengwan laughed without saying anything.

by the time she handed in her design drafts, it had already been five days. at this time, she was glad that her period did not come. otherwise, she would have to lie in bed for a whole day, and she would not be able to catch up with the progress of the submission.

however, when she completely relaxed, she panicked. it had been a week. she was a little confused, but she was still struggling to comfort herself. no, it was impossible ...

why isn't my period, this little vixen, here yet!