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

" i think it's a good idea to go fishing. anyway, i'm in the jing family, and with sixth master watching over me, i can't do anything out of line. it's better than going out to drink and party. "

in the past, fu qinyuan did not focus on his studies and was even addicted to online games. song fengwan was really worried that he would end up like jiang-er and become a nouveau riche. she was quite satisfied with his current state.

"if that kid wants to do something out of line, he'll only do it in secret. he won't let you see it in the open."

"maybe he's using fishing as an excuse to secretly have some evil ideas."

"what do you think he is?"

fu chen had only mentioned it casually, but song fengwan immediately retorted, " "why do you always think so badly of your own son?"

"you're not a good person, and you call him a toy?"

fu chen's head ached. forget it, let's not talk about this.

it was already late at night, so he went to take a shower. he had thought that they could do something intimate as a married couple in the middle of the night, but the moment he came out, he saw song fengwan sitting on the carpet with design drawings all over the floor. his mouth twitched ...

tonight, his little dream was ruined.

"it's already so late, and you're still busy?" fu chen pulled out a towel to dry his hair.

" xiao chi sent me the blueprint a few days ago, but i haven't looked at it. he just called me and urged me to give him a reply in three days. it's been almost a week. " song fengwan felt guilty when she mentioned this.

although she was not in the head office of the yan corporation in nanjiang, she was the head of the yan corporation's design department. all design drafts had to be checked and reviewed by her or personally designed by her.

yan chi had become a professional writer!

as soon as the deadline was near, she wished she could be a turtle and hide. once, she even deliberately hung up the phone, but a message popped up a minute later:

[ dear mobile user, you have used an air recharge of 10000 yuan ... ]

he even topped up her site traffic.

then, he sent a text message.

[ sister ran, i know you can see the message. when is the submission? ]

[ i have an immature suggestion. ]

song fengwan furrowed her brows,'since you think it's immature, then don't mention it.'

[ how about this? i'll pack my luggage and move into your house. i'll watch you draw the manuscript. ]

she was very cute when she was young, but why was she not obedient at all when she grew up?

"xiao chi, i think you've changed. you wouldn't have treated your sister like this in the past." song fengwan mentioned it to him directly.

yan chi only replied to her quietly, " you've changed too. you used to submit your work in advance. you're getting lazier and lazier. "

" do you think it's that easy to come up with a design draft? you need inspiration! "

"are you trying to say that you've run out of ideas?"

song fengwan choked ...

yan chi didn't inherit yan wangchuan's cold and reticent personality, but he had inherited the skill of poisoning people with his words. yan wangchuan used to be that kind of person who didn't speak, but if he opened his mouth, he could really choke people to death.

when their company decided on the lead product for this season, each designer would hand in a few design drafts in advance and decide who would be the lead designer after a discussion.

just because song fengwan was the head of the design department, it didn't mean that she would use her drafts. the design drafts and spirit diagrams were all submitted in advance. if you really didn't have any inspiration, you wouldn't even need to submit the drawings. song fengwan was the type who had a lot of inspiration but was too lazy to put it into practice.

in yan chi's words,"laziness has terminal cancer, it has to be treated!"

fu chen looked at the design drawings on the floor and felt a little helpless. " xiao chi sent you the document a long time ago. why did you have to wait until now? " she probably didn't need to sleep tonight.

"sometimes i forget when i'm busy." song fengwan thought about it. he had given them three days, but it wasn't too urgent. he would do it two days later. if he delayed it, he would forget about it.

"why didn't that brat come after you?" fu chen saw her holding her chin, looking helpless, and only smiling indulgently.

yan chi had really flown over twice in the night because he was urging her to write her manuscript ...

song fengwan was drawing late into the night when she received a call from a certain someone who told her that he was already at her doorstep. it really scared her to death.

it wasn't that she was afraid of him, but she felt guilty.

in the end, she stayed up all night, while little yan slept soundly the entire night. the next day, he followed fu chen out to take a bath, sweat, and drink some wine before coming back. he was very relaxed.

"i think if i don't give it to him tomorrow, he'll really come." song fengwan was picking through the design drafts. " this kid's personality is completely different from his father's. when it comes to work, they're exactly the same! he's equally strong."

"after all, they are father and son. it's hereditary."

" so why is qin yuan so two-faced? it's also hereditary. "

fu chen smiled helplessly. when he first met her, she was very respectful to him and would think twice before speaking. since they got married, she had " revealed her true colors " and would occasionally criticize him.

what else could he do other than pamper the wife he had chosen?

he went to the study to get two books and went back to the room to read them silently. he quietly accompanied her until fu huaihua came out of school and went out to pick up her daughter.

after fu huan returned home, he went to greet song fengwan. when he saw the manuscript papers on the floor, he couldn't help but complain, "

"mom, did uncle send you a kill order again? you're already at this age, can't you just let uncle be less worried?"

who did this girl learn to be so sharp-tongued from?

"hurry up and go to sleep."

"i still have to do my homework."

before fu huan went back to his room, he took a look at huaisheng's room. fu yu had stayed in their house for two days, and he had stayed up with her for two nights. he seemed to have lost all his energy and lost weight.

she decided to just leave. however, she was not woken up by the alarm clock every day. instead, she was woken up by the noise of the wooden fish next door ...

even more punctual than an alarm clock!

no one in the fu family was sleeping in, so huaisheng specially asked her what time she would wake up one day.

in order to make him feel that he was hardworking and didn't like to sleep in, fu huan said directly, " "six o 'clock!"

in fact, her alarm clock was set at six o 'clock, but she always stayed in bed until six-thirty. now, it was six o' clock ...

the wooden fish struck on time.

fu huan broke down.

she really wanted fu yu to stay at their house for two days, so that he could stay up all night and rest the next day.

fu huan sighed and dragged his bag into his room. he couldn't stay in bed recently and felt that life was boring. he didn't even have the energy to scroll through weibo and help his favorite celebrities.

fu chen had never expected that huaisheng, the wooden fish, could cure fu huan's habit of lazing in bed.

huaisheng had consulted everyone in the fu family about their daily schedule in advance when he was doing his morning classes. he was also worried that he would disturb them. fu huan was in this state because of her own actions. she loved to laze in bed, but she still had to pretend to be hardworking.

if huaisheng was fu qinyuan, her brother, fu huan would have rushed into his room and thrown his wooden fish away. she was just familiar with him, but not that close, so she couldn't really say anything. besides, he was very understanding and had asked her in advance, so she could only smile and deal with him every day.

every time fu chen saw her forcing a smile, he would hold it in. he welcomed huaisheng to stay at his house for a few more days.

**

fu qinyuan's side

most of the company's matters were handed over. he went to the jing family during the day and came back at night to read and write his thesis. he was so busy that everyone thought he was balancing work and rest.

she didn't know that she was in love and studying.

after a few days of silence, fu qinyuan wondered if he could flirt with her again ...

after all, it was necessary to give him some stimulation.