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

the car beside him seemed ...

she was a little petite and delicate!

grandpa chen's grandson was probably quite a flamboyant person.

after he returned to the room and handed the mosquito repellent to fu huan, he followed song jingren to the opposite room to sit for a while.

" you still have to change your clothes, so don't go. you can just go and say hello tomorrow morning. " fu qinyuan saw that fu huan was already in her pajamas, and there was a young man in his early twenties sitting opposite her. he felt that his sister was going to be taken advantage of.

"then you guys go ahead. come back and tell me who's living there! isn't he the most handsome man in the four seas and eight wastelands?"

fu huan was chatting happily with duan yinuo and didn't really want to go out.

moreover, there were too many mosquitoes at the moment.

fu qinyuan laughed helplessly and followed song jingren to the next room with the gift.

……

fu huan could still hear the laughter from the other side, but it was just a gift. it took too long, and she had already finished watching two episodes of the tv series.

fu qinyuan and song jingren returned at around 10 am. fu huan immediately jumped off the bed and ran out in her slippers.

"how is it? "doesn't that person look ..." fu huan looked excited.

"i'm going to take a shower." fu qinyuan's expression did not look good.

"what's wrong?" fu huan looked at her big brother's dark face and was a little confused.

from inside the house, she could hear the laughter from the opposite side. the atmosphere should be quite good, but why was his face so dark?

after fu qinyuan left, she lowered her voice and asked song jingren, " grandpa, what's wrong with my brother? "

"your brother, he lost a competition and felt embarrassed, right?"

"what?"

fu huan was dumbfounded. his brother would lose?

" i was playing go with him. i played three rounds, and they were all ... " song jingren coughed and lowered his voice. there was no soundproofing in this small courtyard, so if he was loud, everyone on the other side could hear him. " that chen family brat is arrogant. he didn't know how to go easy on him. your brother lost quite badly. "

"go?" fu huan frowned. " my brother isn't good at this. "

knowing how to play was the level of entertainment.

"the opponent is a professional player. how can we compete?"

fu huan held back her laughter. " i see. "

she could imagine how ugly her brother's expression was at that time. she couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud.

even his brother would have such a day?

fu qinyuan could hear a certain someone's unbridled laughter in the bathroom. this girl was asking for a beating.

it was mainly because he had said that they were going to play two rounds at the start, but he had asked, " "do you know the rules of go?"

fu qinyuan did not know how to play this game. after all, he did not have the golden finger in the novel that could do everything. he was good at chess, but average at go.

at that time, he didn't know what level this person was at.

the result was ...

they lost miserably.

after he won, he even commented, " i'm really sorry. i think the greatest respect for the opponent is to give it your all. "

" although your foundation is weak, after three rounds, you improved the fastest i've ever seen. you improved with every round. you don't play chess casually. you have your own way of making every move. "

fu qinyuan was not happy to hear this.

did he think that he was playing chess without thinking?

"it's not bad that you can play with me like this," he said.

fu huan was laughing like crazy when he heard song jingren's retelling. his brother was being criticized?

he had finally been insulted.

what was this called ... the wheel of fortune had turned.

he must have kicked an iron plate.

"i only knew that he could play go. when your grandpa chen said that he was good, i thought he was just bragging. i only know today that he's a professional and very good!" song jingren was also full of praises.

"using one's weak points to attack another's strong points, how can one win?"

"actually, it's not a big deal to lose. it's not embarrassing." song jingren laughed.

fu huan kept nodding. if he was a professional player, it wouldn't be embarrassing to lose. however, his brother was proud and arrogant, so he must hate the person opposite him.

……

and a certain someone's unbridled and hearty laughter also spread to the opposite room.

that person was reaching out to put the chess pieces back into the jar when he suddenly heard laughter from the other side. in the quiet courtyard, it drilled straight into his ears.

"that's your grandpa song's granddaughter. she's very pretty." grandpa chen laughed. " she's a high school student with good grades and a sweet mouth. she's fair and clean ... "

he coughed. his grandfather liked to praise people. once he opened his mouth, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stop. he suddenly felt a headache.

in this world, there wasn't a single girl that wasn't pretty in his eyes.

he could even make everyone look like a goddess.

"just now, you really ... you should at least give him some face. out of three rounds, couldn't you let him win one? it really doesn't look good."

" grandpa ... " he suddenly said seriously.

"what's wrong? why are you so serious?"

" one can judge a person's character by playing chess. one's playing style can reflect one's character. that person is not simple. how did grandpa song have such a thoughtful grandson? " in chess and planning, when experts exchanged moves, it was naturally up to strategy.

he had gone through professional training and naturally knew how to plan or hide his strength. fu qinyuan only knew a little and was completely ignorant, so he naturally did as he pleased.

at this moment, one could see his style of doing things, as well as his schemes.

he was definitely a ruthless character.

especially in the last game, he looked calm on the surface, but in fact, every move he made was full of killing intent.

grandpa chen was unhappy when he heard this.

"your grandpa song's grandson is a good person. every time he comes over, he brings me a lot of things. he's a very sunny person, while you, a chess player, like to play tricks on others. you're the dirty one, and you have the cheek to criticize others."

"you won a few games of chess and still speak ill of others behind their backs. qin yuan is not as petty as you."

" he's handsome, good at earning money, and now he has a girlfriend. he's also filial to the old and promising. he's not as scheming as you ... "

the man lowered his head and continued to pack up the chess pieces. there was no point in arguing with him.

at this time, a girl's hearty laughter could be heard from the opposite side. fu qinyuan whispered to her, and no one knew what had happened ...

she lowered her voice. her voice was very soft and had a hint of coquettishness.

"brother, i won't dare to do it again, really!"

he tilted his head and looked at the opposite room through the window. the lights were still on, but he could only see two vague figures.

bullying his sister?

how uncultured!

in fact, fu qinyuan was only threatening her. if she laughed again, he would throw her out to feed the mosquitoes. it was just a brother-sister argument.

fu huan was overjoyed. as soon as she returned to her room, she told everyone about this.

the result was ...

[ you have been muted by the group owner for 2 hours. ]

fu qinyuan: [ sending a warning message. ]

fu huan said,"it's just a few losses. he's a professional player. it's not embarrassing."

his brother might have thought that he was a bronze player and played a few rounds with him. in the end, he was a king. he kicked an iron plate. what a joke.

*

fu qinyuan was on the phone with jing xingyao.

"i heard that you lost in chess today?" she was also holding back her laughter.

when fu huan sent the message in the group, fu qinyuan had already deleted it and muted it as a warning, but it still got out.

" it's actually nothing much. that person is a professional. if it was someone else, they definitely wouldn't be able to beat you. "

"i know," he knew clearly in his heart that that person had been like this since he was young. this was his profession, and you were just playing for fun. how could you win? you just didn't feel very comfortable in your heart.

"how's your grandfather? good?" jing xingyao changed the topic.

"he's fine ..."

fu qinyuan rarely lost to others. if it was fu chen or jing hanchuan, it would be fine, but it was a brat who was younger than him.

one day ...

he must break his pride!