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

after fu chen and yan wangchuan finished talking, they didn't see anyone in the room. when they entered the study, they saw the person who was pulling her hair.

he leaned against the door, a doting smile on his face. " you're going to go bald if you keep pulling. "

song fengwan lifted her head to look at him, fiddling with her messy hair in frustration.

"what's wrong? you're angry with that kid?"

"i'm not angry with mom!" fu qinyuan was running around the house with a toy in his hand. " mom is too stupid to teach me anything. "

" daddy, she doesn't even know how to judge the questions. she keeps misleading me. she scolds me when i make a mistake. "

"he's too hot-tempered,"

song fengwan was dumbfounded. hot-tempered?

this was the first time someone had described her in such a way.

"and her memory is really bad. when she asked me to write chinese characters from memory, there was a character that i had written four or five times, and she still said she had never written it from memory?"

song fengwan pinched the space between her brows. she was indeed to blame for this. it was because when she peeked at a certain kid's homework and didn't see the word at all, she took it for granted that he had never memorized it.

who knew ...

he had written it down three or four times, but he had never gotten it right.

fu chen thought that his little wife would go crazy if he continued to stimulate her, so he patted his head. " alright, go back to your room and sleep. you're not allowed to play anymore. "

fu qinyuan ran off, leaving behind a furious song fengwan, who slammed her head on the table in anger.

"still crashing? my memory isn't that good recently, and i'll be even stupider if i bump into you again."

when song fengwan raised her head again, fu chen had already walked over. his hands were on the table, his body was bent down, and he was staring at her with a smile.

the two of them were separated by a table, but they were very close.

it was only a short distance away.

fu chen reached out and gently tucked the hair on her forehead behind her ear. his fingers ran through her hair, warm and fuzzy ...

"i'm really on the verge of a mental breakdown." song fengwan looked aggrieved. " who do you think he looks like? his personality is not like yours or mine."

"some people say that nephews are like uncles, but he's not like cousin, and even less like xiao chi."

"i told you not to bring him to the company all the time." fu chen stroked her hair seriously.

"what?"

"jiang-er takes him out to play all day, and he's learned to be greasy."

song fengwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. jiang er had really been shot.

"wanwan ..."

"what?" song fengwan looked up at her with a smile and felt a warm sensation on the corner of her forehead. " it's late. let's go back to our room. "

they were already an old couple, so there was no need to say anything to hint at him. song fengwan blushed. " i'll help him pack his bag. "

little yan came down to get some milk and walked past the study room. he saw his sister and brother-in-law leaning their heads together and talking about something weird. he sighed helplessly.

when she returned to fu qinyuan's room, she handed him a glass of milk. " have some milk. i'll tell you a story. go to bed after you're done. "

if his parents did not care, then he, as an uncle, could only take care of them.

fu qin's original bed was very big, and every time he came over, the two of them would squeeze together.

usually, fu qinyuan would not finish listening to the story and would fall asleep very soon. little yan was like a little adult, covering him with a summer blanket, then reading a book and falling asleep.

at first, they were all very loving, and accidents usually happened in the middle of the night ...

song fengwan was worried that the two children would kick off their blankets when they were sleeping, so she would come to see them once or twice in the middle of the night.

usually, it was his son who was wrapped up like a silkworm baby, while little yan was curled up on the side with his arms crossed.

the two thin summer quilts were wrapped around a certain someone's body. moreover, a certain someone was not obedient in his sleep. he kicked little yan xiansen's butt a few times and slept in a disorderly manner. sometimes, little yan xiansen would open his eyes in the middle of the night ...

she realized that there were two feet to the side of her head. someone's head had already moved to the other side.

he was his uncle, so it was better to give in to him.

**

the next day.

fu qinyuan was unusually excited that qiao aiyun would be coming over today. his grandmother doted on her and would bring him lots of delicious food every time she came over.

qiao aiyun's flight was in the afternoon. song fengwan had returned to the company in the morning to settle some matters and was planning to leave.

"wanwan." second young master jiang pushed the door open and saw that she had already packed her things. " are you leaving? "

"yes, i'm going to the training class to pick up qin yuan. why are you still here? didn't you say that your brother and sister-in-law are coming over today?"

"they drove here, so they don't need to pick us up." jiang er had cleaned up very well today.

"did he come to see you?"

ever since jiang duanyan returned to his hometown, song fengwan had not seen him much. he would only visit occasionally during the new year and other festivals when he was in the capital. especially after they had a child, the chances of meeting were even less.

" of course not. they're here with their children. i'm in charge of making the itinerary and being the tour guide. " jiang er was speechless.

and his brother had said, "

1. take care of the child in your schedule.

2. dress appropriately and avoid being gaudy.

3. don't smoke, drink, and chat in front of the children. don't dye your hair. button all your buttons up ...

……

it made jiang er change the music in his car to a children's song like " the little jumping frog ".

usually, he drove alone. he was worried about sleeping and played explosive dance music. once, his brother's child came over and deafening music sounded in the car.

jiang er could feel that he didn't have long to live.

that time, his brother had come suddenly and didn't let the auntie clean the house. as a single man, it was natural that it wasn't very clean. jiang duanyan only said, "

"even the third master's dog's den is cleaner than yours."

jiang er's face darkened.

"mr. jiang, how long will you be staying this time?" song fengwan asked as she packed her things.

"a week or so." jiang er felt annoyed at the mention of this. his big brother had stayed for so long. wasn't he deliberately trying to make him a monk?

"if the schedule isn't tight, ask him to bring the child to our house for a meal." song fengwan wasn't being polite, because jiang duanyan and fu chen had been working together in recent years.

although the two families did not meet often, their relationship was not bad.

"yes." jiang er tugged at his tie. " i'm here to tell you that the police have officially detained the people who caused trouble yesterday. "

" although gao xue was hospitalized, her lawyer came to the company and seemed to want to reconcile. "

"i drove him away."

" if she wants to reconcile, she should at least show some sincerity. she's eating watermelon at home and enjoying the air conditioning while letting a lawyer come to negotiate. who does she think she is? "

……

jiang er was still very angry when he mentioned this matter. he fanned the flames on the internet. when the matter was exposed, he admitted defeat in private and tried to cover up the matter through small means.

now, many netizens were forgetful. maybe in a few months, gao xue would be able to continue her activities.

"she hired a lawyer?" song fengwan raised her eyebrows.

" and he even said that if i was willing to help, he would give me some benefits. do i look like the kind of person who can be bribed? " second young master jiang snorted. " i look like i'm in need of money. "

song fengwan glanced at him. " you lack love. "

“……”

"it's time for you to find a girlfriend."

jiang er coughed, " well, the weather is pretty good today, haha ... "

song fengwan looked out the window. the forecast said that there would be a shower today. the weather outside was gray. what was the good weather?

……

the two of them went their separate ways in the underground parking lot.

jiang er watched as song fengwan drove nimbly on the road. he couldn't help but click his tongue. back then, she had a driver's license but she had never touched a car. there was a lot of traffic in beijing and she drove carefully. nothing happened on the road. when she reached the underground parking lot, she hit the back of the car when she reversed.

qian jiang sat in the passenger seat and was usually in charge of giving orders. this was because song feng had arrived late and was easily confused when he took the capital's highway.

once, he went down the wrong exit and took an extra hour to get home.

*

when she arrived at the class, she picked up fu qinyuan and yan xiansen and went straight home.

fu chen and yan wangchuan weren't at home at this time because qiao aiyun didn't stay for long. both of them had to finish their work and set aside more time. one was to accompany his wife, and the other was to please his mother-in-law.

before the car even reached the entrance, they saw a black car parked nearby.

there was only one house in this area. the parking spot of the car could be a guest.

"are there guests coming today?" at this moment, song fengwan was sitting in the back of the car, taking care of the two children. qian jiang was controlling the steering wheel, sizing up the car. he did not recognize it.

"no, i didn't,"

fu chen rarely invited people home, and the families who could freely enter and exit yunjin's capital would not park their cars outside.

song fengwan pursed her lips, thinking that he might be just passing by.

the car had just stopped at the entrance. she pushed the door open and got out of the car, only to see a familiar person getting out ...

gao xue!

she had almost forgotten that gao xue used to be her teacher. she knew her home address and had been here before.

however, she didn't expect this person to be so thick-skinned that he would come to her house instead of the company ...

fu qinyuan sat in the safety seat. seeing that the smile on song fengwan's face had faded, he twisted his body with all his might and looked out the window. who was this person? did he make his mother so unhappy?