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

the night was quiet, and after the beginning of autumn, the coolness was evident.

song fengwan was working on the design drafts in the studio. when she returned to the house, she picked up her pen and put it down on the paper. she felt a little uneasy. fu chen was really acting abnormally today. he had gone back to his room to rest without eating two mouthfuls of dinner. she put down her pen and went downstairs to the kitchen.

she was indeed handicapped and had no talent in cooking. after all these years, she had no problem cooking noodles.

he scooped up the noodles, heated two appetizing vegetables, drizzled the soup, and put a few pieces of sauced beef. then, he carried the noodles upstairs.

fu chen wasn't asleep. he could tell from the smell that song fengwan had brought the food over. he got up and looked at her.

"eat something before you sleep." song fengwan placed the bowl of noodles on the table. " you didn't eat anything for dinner? "

"yes."

fu chen didn't have much of an appetite, but she had made this especially for herself, so she definitely had to take a few bites.

"you miss mother?" it was rare for song fengwan to see him like this.

fu chen had always been a man of his word. song fengwan didn't want to disturb him, but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

"no."

"then what's the matter? can't you tell me?" she sat down beside him. " third brother? "

" it's about the company. fu qinyuan left a mess for me. it's giving me a headache. "

fu chen still didn't know how to tell his wife that his son didn't learn the good things and only learned some hooligan behavior.

song fengwan knew that he was just patronizing her, but she didn't expose him. she just ate half a bowl of noodles with him silently.

"wanwan."

"what?" after he ate, song fengwan felt more at ease.

"do you remember the first time we had a meal together? you ordered a bowl of noodles for me and even specially told the boss to order elemental noodles ..."

song fengwan chuckled. " in the end, you told me that you ate meat. do you know how awkward i was? i thought i was smart and could think of everything. "

"it's fine if it's a misunderstanding, but you can't ..."

"what?"

" i wanted to let you know that i could like you ... " fu chen chuckled.

song fengwan laughed without saying anything.

"you handed in the manuscript?"

" no, xiao chi postponed it for three days. i'm not busy tonight, so i'll accompany you. "

song fengwan's procrastination was probably incurable, but she didn't know that when yan chi appeared in the next few days, she would really be scared out of her wits.

fu chen wasn't in a good mood at first, but when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows. he had wanted to have a deeper relationship with her since last night ...

*

when the clock struck twelve in the morning, fu qinyuan closed his computer, tidied up the documents at hand, and was about to put the unused ones into the study. when he pushed the door open, he saw that although the door of the study was closed, there was light seeping through the gap.

he thought it was huaisheng inside. he had been living here recently and had a speech in a few days. it was said that he would do a powerpoint or something.

he knocked on the door. " is it convenient to go in? "

"come in!"

it was not huaisheng who was surprised, but fu chen.

fu qinyuan cleared his throat and opened the door.

the light in the study was dim. fu chen was wearing black home clothes and standing in front of a shelf, doing something.

fu qinyuan pursed his lips. what are you doing here in the middle of the night? it was quite scary. he strolled over and placed the book in the summer break, only to see what fu chen was holding in his hand ...

the peachwood colored ruler was a foot long, its surface was in the dark but there was a layer of dark light, looking like it had been there for a long time.

he felt his scalp go numb.

ever since he was young, he had never touched such a thing. but according to the rumors ...

his second cousin had once been beaten by this thing and was dragged to the hospital for emergency treatment that night.

"dad, it's so late. what are you doing here?" fu qinyuan laughed.

"i can't sleep."

"insomnia?"

fu chen rubbed the ruler. " don't you know why i can't sleep? "

fu qinyuan was so nervous that his throat felt dry.

" go to sleep. i feel like this thing hasn't been used for a long time. it's covered in dust, so i'll just wipe it. " fu chen held a piece of cloth in his hand and was slowly wiping the ruler.

" why are you wiping this ... " fu qinyuan used to be a bad boy. when father and son talked, fu chen would scare him with a ruler. but as he grew older, he no longer needed this, so he put it away in the cabinet.

fu qinyuan could not help but feel scared when he found out about it.

"it might be useful in the future."

fu qinyuan put the book away. " then i'll go to bed. "

he went back to his room to take a shower and lay on the bed. before he could fall asleep, there was a knock on the door. his heart tightened. it was already one o 'clock in the morning. he opened the door and saw fu chen standing at the door with a ruler in his hand. he felt a chill run down his spine, and a chill ran through his body.