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

as fu huan still had to attend the evening self-study, the fu family had dinner earlier and had already sat down around the table before six o 'clock. since they had dinner earlier, huaisheng and yan chi were not around, and only fu chen and song fengwan returned home.

"uncle, aunty." chen wang left the chessboard. he restrained his murderous aura and looked respectful.

fu chen sized him up. he was tall and thin, with a maturity that exceeded his age. he seemed to be only about twenty years old, but he had a profound aura. his eyes were clear, but it was hard to hide his determination.

after all, he was an old fox, and his judgment of people was still very accurate.

this chen wang had a calm personality because he played go. he seemed to be harmless and aloof from the world. however, go was a competition after all. a game of go consisted of two black and white pieces, thousands of troops, and murderous intentions.

how could this person be a good person?

full-time black-bellied.

those who played mind strategy as a profession had high iqs, so how could they be silly and sweet?

i'm afraid you won't even know how you died if i want to mess with you.

"i didn't expect such a coincidence. i only heard qin yuan mention you a few days ago, and i didn't expect to see you here." song fengwan was surprised to see him. she sized him up. " he's really tall and handsome. "

song fengwan wasn't being polite. in order to provoke fu qinyuan, she had dug up a lot of information about him.

there was even a video of him defeating foreign go players online. he was so cool.

he was handsome and smart. who wouldn't like him?

" you're flattering me. i've always heard grandpa mention you. you're younger and more beautiful than he makes you out to be. "

fu qinyuan sat at the side and sneered, "

this kid has a good mouth, he's good at coaxing.

chen wang wasn't trying to coax song fengwan on purpose. when he was young, he lived overseas and was more direct with his words. song fengwan was indeed pretty, so he didn't feel guilty when he said that.

which woman didn't like to hear sweet words? song fengwan laughed immediately when she heard this. " have a seat first. i'll go make you two dishes. "

the crowd was shocked when they heard that song fengwan was going to cook.

after so many years, it was impossible that she didn't know how to cook a specialty dish. however, fu huan had to arrive at school at seven o 'clock and didn't have much time for her to show off. in the end, the auntie had to make a few dishes before everyone sat down around the table.

fu huan had been eating obediently with her head lowered. she even dared to gnaw on the bones, afraid that it would affect her image.

song fengwan, on the other hand, kept cussing at chen wang and chatting casually ...

"i heard from uncle chen that your family doesn't live in beijing? why are you here?"

" there's a competition next month. come over for training. " chen wang explained.

go was a competition of the brain's ability to stay calm in the face of danger. it was not like other sports, which required repeated practice to strengthen muscle memory, so the management was relatively loose.

"so you're going to stay in the capital for a long time?" song fengwan said.

fu huan bit his chopsticks and was a little excited.

"yes." he nodded.

"what competition? can i go and watch?" song fengwan was just asking casually.

"if you're interested, i can give you some tickets some other day. the competition will last for a few days. if you're not interested in go, you'll probably find it boring."

"it's okay, i'll go and refuel you."

fu qinyuan sneered. he was currently ranked first in the country, what else did he need to do?

he had experienced how black-hearted this kid was. no one could beat him.

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it was only six o 'clock in the evening, and the sun hadn't set yet, so it was impossible for them to drink. they naturally wouldn't take too long to just eat. it was about six-thirty when fu huan coughed twice. " i have to pack my things and go to school. "

everyone had finished their meal and were chatting.

"go on." song fengwan laughed.

fu huan went upstairs to pack up. she carried a canvas bag and went downstairs. she was annoyed and didn't want to go to school.

when she went downstairs, chen wang was carrying qiao zhichu's gift box and was clearly about to leave.

"you still have to train at night?" song fengwan felt that it was not easy to do anything.

"yes, thank you for your hospitality today."

" that's what i should do. where do you live? "

chen wang gave him an address. this place was strange. his training base was actually quite close to chuanbei.

"you go this way. it'll be faster if you don't go on the highway. at this time, there will definitely be a traffic jam on the highway." song fengwan pointed out the way for him.

"thank you," he said.

" isn't that the direction of huanhuan's school? " qiao zhichu said suddenly. " you can stop by her place on the way. "

qiao zhichu was very familiar with him, so he naturally didn't have to be so polite.

fu huan had been holding onto her canvas bag, grumbling in her heart. she wanted to " skip school ", but qiao zhichu's words made her panic. " it's fine, i'll just take two steps. "