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

yan chi was about to hand over his tools when huaisheng glanced at him. " the boy can do it himself. "

little yan frowned. differential treatment?

he had no choice but to sort out his tools and follow him into the house.

little yan even gestured with his hands. at his age, he should be able to grow this tall.

……

after they entered the house, they washed their hands and sat at the table. the children were not young anymore and could take care of themselves. with huaisheng taking care of them, there was no need to worry about them when the adults chatted.

"... has qinyuan school made the necessary arrangements?" the old lady had not been in good health in recent years, and her memory was not very good. she would always ask the same question many times.

"yes, it's been arranged. don't worry." song fengwan had to raise her voice when she spoke to her, so the old lady was a little deaf.

"which school?"

" i'm in the same school as fu yu. they can take care of each other when they are together. "

when fu qinyuan heard that he was going to the same school as fu yu, he suddenly felt that the ribs in his mouth were tasteless.

he didn't need fu yu to take care of him at all.

" xiaoyu, you have to take good care of your uncle, okay? " the old lady urged.

"yes." fu yu also agreed seriously.

at this age, girls developed faster, and with the age difference between the two, fu yu was actually a head taller than fu qinyuan.

"how many days until qin yuan's training class ends?" master fu asked. summer classes usually only lasted about a month.

"there's still half a month left."

" i heard that he had a quiz last time. how were his results? " master fu asked with a smile.

fu chen glanced at the person who was still gnawing on the ribs and had sauce all over her mouth. " tell me. "

fu chen used to think that huaisheng's grades weren't very good at the beginning after he came to the capital. fu chen had even been talked to by the teacher about this. at that time, he had never thought that this kind of thing would become normal in the future.

he could imagine that the teacher would be monitoring fu qinyuan's academic performance every day.

fu qinyuan put down the ribs and wiped his mouth. " it's not ideal. "

fu chen sneered. if you have the guts, tell me your score. how can you say it's not ideal?

she also knew how to cover up for herself.

" we can't slack off when it comes to studying. third brother, wanwan, you two keep an eye on him. our child can't be sloppy in his studies. " master fu said bluntly.

before fu chen and song fengwan could speak, a certain little fellow spoke.

"grandpa, it's not mom and dad's fault. they're very responsible. i'm the stupid one." fu qinyuan's sudden action made fu sinian and his wife look at him.

she always felt that this kid was up to something bad.

"i might not be cut out for studying." fu qinyuan sounded very aggrieved.

"you can't force yourself to study, but you still have to work hard to build your foundation. otherwise, when you go out in the future, you'll even write chinese characters wrong. won't you become a laughingstock?" master fu said, " just work hard. there's no harm in studying more. "

"actually, dad always says that."

fu chen didn't feel happy at all.

he felt that something was wrong with this kid suddenly praising him.

"that's good." master fu laughed.

" i did something wrong at that time, and my father immediately caught me. he even made me face the sun and face the wall outside to reflect on my mistakes. i was punished to stand there. "

"what?" the old man immediately put down his chopsticks when he heard that his grandson was being punished.

"i know dad is doing this for my own good. otherwise, he wouldn't be holding a ruler and urging me all day long!"

fu sinian nudged yu manxi, indicating for her to eat and not care about this.

"did your dad hit you with a ruler?" master fu raised his eyebrows. he knew how cruel that thing was.

fu chen narrowed his eyes and coughed. " fu qinyuan, be honest with me and tell me what you have to say! "

"you shut up!" master fu lowered his voice. " are you threatening my grandson in front of me? "

" dad, you don't know, this kid, he ... " fu chen was really mad at fu qinyuan.

fu qinyuan bit his lips. " i know that dad is doing this for my own good. so no matter what, i still love him. "

"otherwise, he wouldn't have come to me for a heart-to-heart talk everyday."

"every day?" master fu raised his eyebrows.

"there's another one tonight." fu qinyuan said directly.

" dad, about tonight ... " fu chen was about to say something, but grandpa fu interrupted him.

" i'm not listening to you now. wanwan, tell me! " the old man pointed his finger at song fengwan. " what did qin yuan say wrong? "

in fact, fu qinyuan was a natural black-hearted person. he didn't deny or confirm anything. he was just playing on the sidelines to gain sympathy, and every word he said was to protect fu chen.

from the old man's point of view:

this child was too sensible.

even if this father was incompetent, the child would still defend him in all ways. they were all fathers before, so they naturally knew what a so-called heart-to-heart talk meant.

they were all old foxes, so who didn't know that?

the main reason was that fu qinyuan was too young, and the old man had always thought that he was innocent and harmless, and that he would not lie.

moreover, fu qinyuan was not lying. he was telling the truth and did not slander fu chen.

song fengwan pursed her lips and coughed twice. " what qin yuan said ... wasn't a single lie. "

he was just too good at leading the way.

the old man coughed. " we'll have dinner later. third brother, come with me to the study room. we haven't talked in a long time. "

fu chen nodded. " okay. "

fu qinyuan bit his lips. at a time like this, he was still trying to act innocent. " grandpa, dad is doing this for my own good. please don't make things difficult for him. "

"don't worry. i'm doing this for your dad's good."

……

after dinner, fu chen followed the old man into the study.

without waiting for him to explain, the old man threw out a sentence.

" ever since you got pregnant, you've not been looking forward to having this child. but he's already so big, and you're already in your thirties. why are you still so calculative about a child? "

"do you think i don't know what kind of black-hearted person you are? the child is so protective of you. you should reflect on the way you raised him."

"don't use those bad thoughts on your own child."

fu chen was speechless. " dad, do you really think that little thing is innocent ... "

"what little thing! that's your son!" master fu corrected her, " he's just a child. why would he frame you? besides, wanwan said that he didn't lie. "

"i can see that you're not convinced. alright, i'll give you a chance."

"you said that he said something wrong? or the things he said, which one is inconsistent with the facts."

fu chen was silent.

" you can't say it, can you? you ... " master fu sighed.

at this time, fu sinian was in the living room, watching the children play. fu yu was holding her cat. the cat had grown up over the years. maybe it was because of its age, but it was very lazy. it was too lazy to move when it was in people's arms. she stroked the cat and watched huaisheng and little yan xiansen play gomoku.

fu qinyuan sat on the side, eating an apple and watching the game.

fu sinian narrowed his eyes and looked at the second floor.

his third uncle used to be so unreasonable at home. even he didn't dare to make things difficult for him. after all, a certain someone's seniority was there. now, great, he was tricked by his own son.

how did the saying go:

there was always a need to pay back for what he had done.

fu qinyuan gnawed on the apple with a smile, looking fearless. he had already made up his mind to stay in the old house for a few days to avoid the limelight.

wait for the wind to pass.

little did he know that because of song jingren, song fengwan was determined to bring him home tonight.

when he knew that he had to go home, he was like a frost-covered eggplant.

especially when she saw fu chen coming downstairs, she kept smiling at him.

he might ...

i won't live past tonight!