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

ever since the drunk incident, fu qinyuan felt that jing xingyao was avoiding him. they were in the same room, and they were in their honeymoon period. it would be unrealistic for him to not have any improper thoughts when facing the person he liked.

however, she was suddenly treating him with respect, which made fu qinyuan a little annoyed. however, everything was based on mutual consent, and if jing xingyao was not willing, he could not force it.

it was not that jing xingyao was unwilling to do so, but ...

she wanted her face!

that night, after jing muye had told her about it, she had been embarrassed the entire night.

after hanging out in wusu for a few days, their understanding and feelings for each other deepened, and that was all.

fu huan was currently in qiao zhichu's study room. she was holding a fine hair brush and leaning over the table, painting a birthday picture. this was the birthday gift she had prepared for fu shinan. she really couldn't think of anything else to give him.

jing muye stood at the side and watched quietly. the qiao family's things were very traditional, and there were many things that he had never seen before.

qiao xiyan gave fu huan some guidance in the study. fu huan's brushwork was a little clumsy, but the overall effect was good.

fu huan held a carving knife and could also carve a name or other small things in a decent way.

this made him feel very relieved. his family finally had someone who wasn't that crippled.

after she was done, qiao xiyan helped her to add a few more strokes and let the two children go back to their room to sleep.

"this was drawn by huanhuan?" tang jingci entered the study and stared at the painting for a long time. " it's pretty good. "

"i'll send these children back to the capital the day after tomorrow and come back after the birthday of the fu family's master. do you want to go with me? we haven't gone out together for a while." qiao xiyan said.

"is it okay for zhichu to be home alone when dad is not at home?"

"you're already an adult. even if you don't want to eat, you can still order takeaway. you won't starve to death."

"alright, but we still have to ask him. if he really doesn't want to go, there's nothing we can do." tang jingci hadn't been to beijing for a while. " i haven't seen wanwan in a long time. i heard that xiao chi used the excuse of visiting her family to rush her for a manuscript. she must have been scared to death. time really flies. xiao chi is already so old. "

tang jingci felt that yan chi was still the same child in her memory who would squat in the qiao family's courtyard and hold a watermelon.

" by the way, why did qinyuan and that girl from the jing family stay for a few days without any movement? "

"what do you want to do?" qiao xiyan glanced at her.

" when we were arranging the rooms, he sounded as if he wanted something to happen. that's why i specially arranged a soundproof and secluded courtyard for them. there's not much water in the past few days. "

"maybe you're overthinking it."

"you're trying to tell me that they're sleeping on the same bed just to chat under the blanket?" tang jingci scoffed. " don't you know what kind of person your nephew is? "

she had watched them grow up, so she could always tell if they were red-hearted or black-hearted.

"but even if you ask me, i don't know. maybe the young lady wasn't willing? they haven't known each other for long, and haste makes waste."

……

at this moment, jing muye went back to his room after sending fu huan back like a gentleman.

to be honest ...

the qiao family's house had excellent soundproofing. even the chirping of insects outside couldn't be heard, let alone jing xingyao's house that was a yard away.

that night, jing muye had only said those words to scare his sister because he had noticed that her mouth was a little red and swollen.

after all, his brother-in-law was shameless enough to ask the qiao family about the sound insulation. however, her sister was thin-skinned, so she must have kept it a secret. for the past few days, a certain someone might not even have meat soup to drink, let alone meat paste.

you don't love me, but you're still using me!

he deserved it!

jing muye lay on the bed, crossing his legs and shaking them.

"muye zhenzhen." at this moment, someone suddenly knocked on his door, scaring him so much that he almost rolled out of bed. when he opened the door, he looked like a gentleman.

"you have something to say?" it was fu huan who knocked on the door.

" i'm bored. cousin is taking me out to the night market. do you want to go together? "

jing muye furrowed his brows. " it's pretty late. "

" why don't ... " fu huan raised her eyebrows. " you don't have to go? "

" you specifically came to call me. it wouldn't be good if i didn't go. let me change my clothes. "

fu huan was speechless. stop pretending!

……

when fu qinyuan and the others returned to the capital, qiao xiyan and tang jingci followed them back, so they naturally drove two cars. fu qinyuan kept winking at a certain someone.

fu huan sighed and dragged jing muye to qiao xiyan's car. " muye, aren't you very curious about sculpture culture? let's take uncle's car and have a chat with him."