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

Just as Yan Wangchuan was about to walk out of the shadows, a small hand reached out from the side and grabbed the corner of his shirt.

“Uncle Yan?” Song Fengwan tightened her grip on his shirt and shook her head at him.

Qiao Aiyun obviously didn’t want to implicate him. If he went out now, not only would he be involved, but the entire Yan family would also be affected.

Although Song Fengwan was young, she knew what this meant. Her mother didn’t want him to appear, so she naturally had to stop him.

“Don’t worry. I know to behave appropriately.” Half of Yan Wangchuan’s face was in the shadows, and the other half was illuminated by the light. It was flickering, giving off a sense of desolation.

“You don’t know how to act appropriately!” Song Fengwan blurted out.

If he knew his limits, he wouldn’t have been dragged into the police station.

Yan Wangchuan’s face stiffened.

Song Fengwan released her little hand awkwardly and grabbed Fu Chen’s clothes. Her tone was a little timid. “Uncle Yan, I… That…”

How could she have dared to talk to him like this in the past? It was only recently that their relationship had gotten closer. He was serious and rigid, but he was also awkward and shy. Song Fengwan wasn’t that afraid of him anymore and spoke more casually as a result.

“It’s all right. I truly didn’t know my limits before.”

It was the first time that Yan Wangchuan had been criticized by a junior. His old face blushed. Fortunately, the light wasn’t bright, so she couldn’t see it clearly.

His mouth twitched, and he felt inexplicably embarrassed. Too embarrassing.

“Okay, just be careful next time,” Song Fengwan muttered softly.

Fu Chen reached out his hand secretly and gently held Song Fengwan’s little hand. Be careful next time?

This girl is too mischievous.

Who pampered her to such an extent that she dares to speak to Yan Wangchuan like that?

***

At this moment, Nanjiang, the Yan family residence…

Old Madam Yan was leaning against the sofa with her reading glasses and a thin needle in her hand. Holding a red string, she was embroidering a few flowers on a piece of white cloth. At this moment, her eyes were fixed on the TV screen unblinkingly.

She had specially got someone to find a local TV station in Yuncheng for a real-time report of the press conference.

But with the host and guests’ analysis, the camera switched back and forth, making her frown.

“This host is really annoying.” Old Madam Yan sighed and threw the embroidered cloth aside.

“Have something to drink. It’s already past nine. Why don’t you rest early?” Mother Huang handed her a cup of ginseng tea.

“I can’t sleep. Say, this Song fellow is really a piece of work. Why did that girl insist on marrying him back then?

“How is our Wangchuan worse than him?

“Our Wangchuan is tall, handsome, and can earn money too. The two of them are also considered childhood sweethearts, so why didn’t she take a fancy to him?”

Old Madam Yan harrumphed coldly. She had always had a knot in her heart about the engagement being broken.

Seeing her angry expression, Mother Huang couldn’t help laughing. “Old Madam, do you want to hear the truth?”

“What truth?”

“Sir is bad at talking.”

Old Madam Yan’s fingers holding the cup paused, and she coughed twice. That’s true.

“Which young lady doesn’t like to hear sweet nothings? He always puts on a straight face. If not for the annulment of the engagement back then and his attitude when he came back, I wouldn’t have been able to tell that he likes Miss Qiao.”

“Enough. Stop talking,” Old Madam Yan interrupted.

The truth hurt the most.

How did I give birth to this awkward and inarticulate thing?

If he returns in failure this time, it will really be embarrassing for our old Yan family.

“Has this kid not arrived in Yuncheng yet? Why hasn’t he appeared yet?” Old Madam Yan took a sip of hot tea. She was anxious.

“Old Madam, if Sir appears now, we won’t be able to go back…”

“Go back for what? The two of them are innocent to begin with, so why would our Yan family be afraid of people gossiping? Aiyun clearly doesn’t want to drag our family into this. Otherwise, how would she be forced to this point by that bastard?”

Old Madam Yan reached out to adjust her reading glasses. “How can our Yan family hide behind a woman?

“Besides, what do they have between them that can make those people dispute?”

Mother Huang nodded and smiled. “Are you really sure that there’s nothing between them? Everyone says that they’re already cohabiting.”

“He’s my son. Do you think I don’t know his character? Back then, he stayed with the Qiao family and lived under the same roof as her. He didn’t even dare to talk to her. Cohabitation? Hah—” Her tone was full of disdain.

“Then, if Sir and Miss Qiao get together in the future, you won’t object?”

“Who said I won’t object? Who told you that?! I’m still angry!” Old Madam Yan harrumphed coldly.

Afraid that Mother Huang wouldn’t believe her, she added a few minutes later…

“I’m very angry. I’ve been angry for more than twenty years!”

***

Yuncheng, Huamao Hotel…

At the press conference, Song Jingren was certain that Qiao Aiyun didn’t dare to reveal Yan Wangchuan’s identity and kept pressing her. “Say it. Weren’t you just very eloquent? Why have you gone mute now? Tell everyone who the man who ate with you and went home with you is.”

“Don’t be too shameless.” Qiao Aiyun didn’t expect him to use this to attack her. He’s too despicable.

“Who exactly is the shameless one? You keep criticizing me, but you won’t explain your own issues clearly. Since you have nothing to do with him, why don’t you just reveal his name openly?

“Aren’t you being secretive exactly because you’re feeling guilty!

“Something unspeakable must have happened between you two behind my back, right?”

The audience started breaking into discussions again.

If there was no relationship between them, she could just clarify it openly. But Qiao Aiyun looked troubled.

When the two of them fought just now, she had always had the upper hand. When she had encountered all kinds of slanders and accusations, she remained calm. Why was she so timid now?

It was hard for everyone not to guess in another direction.

Qiao Aiyun gritted her teeth and raised her hand to hit him.

Before the slap landed, Song Jingren raised his hand and grabbed her wrist. He felt guilty just now, so when Qiao Aiyun’s slaps came fast and fierce, he couldn’t dodge in time.

This time, he naturally wouldn’t obediently admit defeat.

Qiao Aiyun frowned and tried to pull her wrist out of his palm. But the difference in strength between a man and a woman was too much for her to break free. “You!”

“You want to hit me because you’ve gotten angry from shame? Do you think I’ll stand still and let you slap me this time?” Song Jingren smiled sinisterly, knowing that he had hit her sore spot.

“Why don’t you continue shouting? We’re the same after all.

“What right do you have to scold me?!

Song Jingren already couldn’t stand the relationship between the two of them long ago. Yan Wangchuan was obviously interested in her and had stood up for her time and time again. How could anyone be nice to someone for no reason in this world?

Some people were like this. They didn’t cherish what they had, and after giving it up, they didn’t allow it to be touched.

“Say, did you two hook up long ago?”

The corner of Qiao Aiyun’s lips twitched, and she smiled disdainfully. “You may be filthy, but don’t think that everyone is as vile as you.”

“Then tell me. Who is that wild man?” His smile was a little arrogant and lawless.

Geng Ying, standing at the side, was feeling anxious and angry. Since she said that there’s nothing between them, what does it matter who this person is? Is there a need to be so protective?

It was just that the man in the photos who had eaten with her was very tall and always wore a suit. He was well-built and had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. It was apparent that he had an excellent disposition and temperament and wasn’t someone who could be easily used as a shield by someone.

Wild man? Qiao Aiyun raised her other hand to hit him.

But Song Jingren wanted to rake in some interest from her. He actually raised his other hand and was about to hit her…

The moment he lifted his hand…

Everyone below the stage gasped and held their breaths.

F*ck!

They’re finally going to come to blows.

Standing in the dark, Song Fengwan was feeling anxious. But Fu Chen kept holding her hand and didn’t let her move…

At this moment, a black shadow swept past her. Even the security guards standing at the side of the stage, who were in charge of maintaining order, didn’t react in time. And the person had already rushed onto the stage…

“Hey—” A security guard took out his baton from his waist and tried to stop him.

“What’s the hurry—” Shi Fang reached out to stop him.

“And who are you?” The security guard looked at the two burly men in black behind him and tightened his grip on the baton.

“We’re not here to cause trouble. Don’t get agitated.” Shi Fang raised his eyebrows and patted his shoulder.

F*ck, why did Third Master insist that I bring two bodyguards with me? Can’t I intimidate a few security guards by myself?

At the time, Fu Chen said, “Do you think you’re Qian Jiang?”

K.O.

He was so angry that he no longer had a temper.

You’re the boss. Whatever you say is right.

***

Everyone thought that this married couple was about to fight physically in front of the entire country. That would be too ugly.

But as a gossipy crowd of spectators, there was always the mentality of watching a show while fanning the flames.

“F*ck, is he really going to lay his hands on a woman? You’re embarrassing us men.”

“How can a scumbag like him still have any face? Didn’t Ms. Qiao say earlier? He even hit his daughter. He’s really a f*cking beast.”

“This scum, even I f*cking want to go on the stage and beat him up.”

…

While the crowd was getting agitated, Geng Ying, as Qiao Aiyun’s lawyer, had been standing very close to her. She initially wanted to go up and stop the fight, but she felt a black shadow pass by her…

Like a gust of wind, it whistled past, causing her short hair to fly everywhere.

Just as Song Jingren’s hand was about to touch Qiao Aiyun’s face, someone grabbed it ruthlessly.

This person’s strength was immense. It felt as though an iron arm was about to crush his wrist bones.

“Ah—” Song Jingren’s arms went weak from the pain, and he instantly lost his strength.

The pain instantly spread throughout his entire body.

“Let go!” His voice was rough and deep, carrying an indescribable sense of vicissitude.

Song Jingren was afraid of him because of the beating last time. When he heard Yan Wangchuan’s voice, his body reacted instinctively and let go of Qiao Aiyun.

Qiao Aiyun didn’t expect Yan Wangchuan to appear at this moment. She looked at him in surprise.

“Go stand behind me.”

“Senior Brother…” Qiao Aiyun’s mind was about to explode. If she was really misunderstood and he was treated as a wild man, she would feel incredibly guilty.

Yan Wangchuan looked at her with a grave expression.

She could only stand behind him.

“You…” Song Jingren didn’t expect him to dare to stand directly in front of the cameras.

He felt a little pleased but also flustered. This was because Qiao Aiyun really stood behind him obediently. Just now, she had been speaking sternly and confronting him arrogantly. Now that she had shed her tough exterior, her expression softened a little.

“I thought that you wouldn’t want to see me after I taught you a lesson twice.”

Song Jingren twisted his wrist twice, while Yan Wangchuan twisted his wrist once. His fingers loosened and tightened.

Just as Song Jingren was still struggling to get free, Yan Wangchuan punched him hard in the face.

Bang!

Song Jingren was knocked straight to the ground. His head was dizzy from the impact, and the bones in his body seemed to be on the verge of cracking.

Half of his face was mottled with blue and purple bruises, as if he had been beaten until it was deformed.

It was obvious how fierce the force had been.

The wind from his punch was strong and seemed to carry a biting cold.

It was fierce and ruthless.

Song Fengwan gasped. Is this what Uncle Yan meant by ‘behave appropriately’?

He sure is good at grasping the concept.

At this moment, she couldn’t describe how she felt. The last time she saw Song Jingren, she still felt bitter. But now, she felt an inexplicable sense of relief…

He’s not worth it.

Song Jingren’s head was in a daze from the punch. He only came back to his senses after more than a minute. From the side, Secretary Zhang tried to help him up, but he was glared at by an even more vicious gaze. The former shrunk to the side and didn’t dare to move.

The reporters below gulped nervously.

“F*ck, that punch was really bloody powerful.”

But Yan Wangchuan’s gaze was sharp, and his expression was glacial as he looked at Song Jingren disdainfully. People didn’t dare to stare at him intently.

Based on his figure, everyone was almost certain of his identity.

Yan Wangchuan loosened his grip. He wished he could crush him.

“I’m the man in the photos. I’m the wild man he’s talking about. My name is Yan Wangchuan.”

“Senior Brother.” Qiao Aiyun’s heart skipped a beat.

“Hiding behind a woman, is that still considered a man?”

Qiao Aiyun opened her mouth. He didn’t tell her in advance, so she didn’t know how to deal with the current situation.

Yan Wangchuan loosened his tie and stood on the stage openly, allowing the reporters to snap photos of him.

The Yan family kept a very low profile, and not many people knew his name. They might have seen him on some wealth rankings occasionally, but it was only a quick glance.

If people searched on Baidu, it would naturally be another scene.

Reporters had always been well-informed. As soon as he introduced himself, all the detailed information about him immediately appeared.

If these two people were secretly together, would they still be standing in front of the camera like this?

He was too bold.

But to most people, Yan Wangchuan’s actions were truly manly!