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

At the entrance of the Duan residence…

The night was dark and silent.

There were only two dogs chasing each other on the lawn, performing some indescribable positions.

Xu Jiamu blushed, and her fingers, holding the electric scooter, were trembling slightly. She didn’t know where to look.

The two dogs were mating.

This dog…

… is so horny.

The dog’s eyes glowed in the darkness. Her gaze met Fu Xinhan’s without warning, and he suddenly barked twice at her.

He was obviously dissatisfied with her staring at him.

“Fu Xinhan?” Duan Linbai held the blind cane and constantly felt his way around on the ground, but he didn’t dare take another step forward.

Xu Jiamu shifted her gaze away. “Your dog is currently…”

“Huh?” Duan Linbai adjusted his orientation slightly to face Xu Jiamu. Because the dog suddenly ran away just now, he was anxious and hadn’t even noticed that someone was not far away from him. “Are you the person who knocked me down just now and sat on me for a long time before apologizing and running away?”

Xu Jiamu frowned. This pervert only remembers this? Why didn’t he mention that I sent medicine to him?

“Yes, it’s me.” Xu Jiamu, who had a favor to ask, responded reluctantly.

“Where… are you?” Duan Linbai reached out to touch her. “Y-you, come over and help me.”

Xu Jiamu parked the scooter, walked over, and reached out her arm to him. Duan Linbai grabbed her arm as though he was suddenly grabbing at a lifeline and squeezed her a few times.

Only after making sure it was a human arm did he feel relieved to hold it.

“What did you say my dog is doing?”

“Mating.” Xu Jiamu coughed twice.

Duan Linbai’s lips twitched.

“Third Fu, your dog is being perverted again!” Duan Linbai suddenly shouted.

Upon hearing Fu Chen’s name, Fu Xinhan instantly launched himself away from the female dog. He was like an arrow leaving a bowstring, dizzyingly fast.

“You stupid dog! What the f*ck are you doing! You started hitting on girls the moment you got here. I’ll beat you to death…” Duan Linbai tightened his grip on the blind cane in his hand angrily.

Xu Jiamu was simply dumbfounded. How scared is this dog of Third Master Fu? He pulled out and darted away so fast that it nearly blinded me.

Being interrupted in the middle of that, will this dog be able to get it up in the future?

Hearing the voice, Fu Chen walked out of the house. Fu Xinhan had already walked to his side in an attempt to please him. He was pretending to be naive as he acted adorable and wagged his tail.

Fu Chen walked to Duan Linbai’s side and reached out to support his arm. “Miss Xu, why are you back again?”

Xu Jiamu braced herself. “My electric scooter’s battery ran out. I wanted to ask if there’s a charging station here.”

“Electric scooter?” Duan Linbai had ridden on this kind of thing before, but he had never touched it again after taking a tumble. “I don’t think I have one at home.”

“Miss Xu, why don’t you wait two more minutes for me? I’ll send you back to the school,” Fu Chen suddenly suggested.

Duan Linbai was surprised. Fu Chen rarely took the initiative to talk to others, especially girls.

“There’s no need. If there’s really nowhere to charge, I can still ride it back.” Xu Jiamu didn’t dare take Third Master Fu’s car. She didn’t know him before, but afterward, she heard someone mention the financial landmark in the capital, along with his father. He was the typical son of a wealthy and influential family.

Fu Chen said, “If you ride back, it’ll probably be late at night when you get back. It’s difficult to find a taxi on the way.”

Xu Jiamu smiled awkwardly. “There’s really no need. Thank you.”

“Give me two minutes.” Fu Chen supported Duan Linbai as they walked into the house.

Xu Jiamu stood rooted to the ground, stunned for a long time. Rumor has it that Third Master Fu looks kind on the outside but is ruthless on the inside.

From the looks of it, he’s a good person.

I’m not some stunning beauty. Judging by Fu Chen’s gaze when he looked at me, he hasn’t overstepped his boundaries or made me feel uncomfortable. He shouldn’t have any improper thoughts about me. What is he up to?

The most valuable thing on me is a three-thousand-yuan phone.

With Fu Chen’s support, Duan Linbai fumbled his way forward. “Third Fu, don’t tell me you… toward her…”

“This girl braved the cold wind to bring you medicine. I happen to be going home as well, and her medical school is on the way. I’ll give her a lift. It’s negative eight degrees in the capital tonight.”

“But you’re not the kind of person to have tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex.” Duan Linbai still didn’t believe him.

Fu Chen didn’t answer his question. “Fu Xinhan will stay and keep you company. I’ll go back first.”

“This stupid dog. F*ck, he threw me aside to have sex with another dog! What use do I have for him?!” Duan Linbai still felt aggrieved when he thought about it.

“Fu Xinhan, where are you? Let me tell you something. If you go out to screw around again, when my eyes recover, the first thing I’ll do is take you to sterilize that place…”

Fu Xinhan’s body jerked, and he crouched on the carpet, trembling.

***

Fu Chen said goodbye to Mrs. Duan and left the Duan residence.

Xu Jiamu was sitting in the back of the car with him. The car was spacious, and the distance between the two of them was enough to accommodate two people. No one spoke along the way.

Fu Chen kept looking down as he messaged Song Fengwan and occasionally let out a low laugh.

Xu Jiamu tilted her head and sized him up. The light from his phone made his profile look even more handsome and elegant. He was leaning against his seat, exuding a sense of pride and grace from the inside out. This was the type of dignity and nobleness that those male celebrities on TV couldn’t portray.

Is he texting with his girlfriend?

He smiles so lovingly.

Isn’t it rumored that Third Master Fu is unmarried to this day and doesn’t have a romantic partner? Could the rumors be false?

When the car was about to reach the medical school, Xu Jiamu finally said, “Third Master, thank you for sending me back.”

“Miss Xu.” Fu Chen tilted his head and looked at her.

“Yes?”

“Did you go to Ninth Mansion on December eighth last year?”

Xu Jiamu’s entire body went stiff, and her face paled. Her fingers on her knees twisted the corner of the down jacket until it was wrinkled.

The air seemed to come to a standstill. Xu Jiamu’s heart suddenly raced as though someone had grabbed her throat. He must have suggested sending me back to confirm this.

Her mind exploded like a sudden clap of thunder.

The light in the car was dim, but she could clearly feel the man’s sharp and penetrating gaze as he kept staring at her.

After a long time, she said in a hoarse voice, “Third Master Fu, that night…”

Since he took the initiative to speak and deliberately mentioned Ninth Mansion, he must have investigated it thoroughly. It would be useless for her to explain further.

“Miss Xu, we’re here.” Fu Chen tilted his head and looked out of the window. The main entrance of Beijing Medical College appeared in his sight.

Xu Jiamu couldn’t see through the person in front of her. She reached out to feel the car door but couldn’t find the place to open it, so Qian Jiang helped her open the car door.

“Third Master Fu, thank you.” After saying this, Xu Jiamu jumped out of the car and ran into the school like she was escaping.

After Qian Jiang got in the car, he turned around and looked behind. “Third Master, you scared her.”

In fact, after Qian Jiang’s investigation, Xu Jiamu’s team did indeed have an activity around Ninth Mansion on the 8th. The group had gone to sing karaoke. But Qian Jiang wasn’t able to accurately locate the person who had beaten up Duan Linbai. Fu Chen was only probing her.

Fu Chen shrugged. “Drive home.”

“Don’t you need to tell Young Master Duan about this?”

“It won’t be fun if I tell him.”

Qian Jiang turned the steering wheel. A straightforward person like him could hardly understand Fu Chen’s thoughts. Is it fun to frighten a young lady in the middle of the night?

This night, Xu Jiamu had a nightmare.

It was all about Duan Linbai. She dreamed that his eyes had recovered, and he brought a group of people to the school to surround her and chase after her. She was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat.

***

The next morning…

Song Fengwan got out of bed and had breakfast before packing up and heading to the atelier. The results of the joint entrance examination would be out soon, and the major colleges would be releasing their student recruitment brochures soon. She had to race against time.

When she reached the atelier, it was 6:30 a.m. More than half of the people were already sitting inside. Seeing her return, they asked her how she felt during the entrance examination. Some of them even came to ask about her sketching techniques.

Senior high school students were all very busy. They got up at five, and some of them had to stay up until one or two at night. They had absolutely no time to care about what was happening outside. They had heard about the Song family’s matters but didn’t pay much attention to it, so they didn’t have a prejudiced viewpoint of her.

In the atelier, the teachers would inform them about the enrollment situation of the various major art academies in time. Some universities had already started enrolling students before the entrance examination. There were limited slots. They were reviewing all day, so how could they have the time to stare at web pages and read news all day?

Song Fengwan was engrossed in reviewing and didn’t even go home at noon. She only ate a bowl of beef noodles in a small restaurant nearby. Many students ate bread and made do with it.

It was dark in the evening when she received an unexpected call from Sun Qionghua.

Although they had added each other’s phone numbers when she and Fu Yuxiu had gotten engaged, they rarely interacted with each other.

Why is she looking for me now?

“Hello, Auntie.” Song Fengwan walked out of the atelier with her phone.

“Wanwan, are you still studying?” Sun Qionghua’s tone was gentle.

“Yeah.”

“I’m going to your house to pick up Huai Sheng. At the same time, I want to treat you and your mother to a meal. It’ll only take an hour of your time. I’ve already sent someone to pick you up. He’ll probably be there soon.”

Sun Qionghua had already arranged everything and didn’t give Song Fengwan a chance to reject her.

“I’ll get someone to take you home immediately after dinner. It won’t affect your studies.”

Song Fengwan had no choice but to agree. After hanging up, she called Fu Chen. “Third Brother, Fu Yuxiu’s mother wants to bring Huai Sheng to stay there?”

“My mother arranged it. She knows that your family is very busy currently, and it’s too troublesome for your family. In a few days, Second Sister-in-Law is coming to the capital to attend a banquet, and she can take Huai Sheng with her.”

“Can she take good care of Huai Sheng?” Sun Qionghua was domineering. She had looked down on her in the past, so she was worried that Huai Sheng would be given the cold shoulder there.

“My second sister-in-law is a little superstitious and doesn’t dare make things difficult for monks. Besides, my mother personally arranged this. She wouldn’t dare,” Fu Chen said with a smile.

“Okay then.” Song Fengwan was obviously unwilling.

In her opinion, Fu Chen’s second brother’s family was like a dragon’s pool or a tiger’s den. If the adorable Huai Sheng stayed with them, wouldn’t he be like a lamb entering a tiger’s den? He would definitely suffer.

“She said she wanted to treat me to a meal. I wonder what she wants,” Song Fengwan muttered softly.

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes. The Qiao family was so high-profile this time, and the Jing family personally stepped in. Naturally, his second sister-in-law couldn’t sit still. She was probably using the excuse of apologizing to Song Fengwan to sound out the Qiao family’s true situation.

***

Song Fengwan cleaned her drawing tools. Her fingers were red from the cold, and she rubbed her hands as she walked out.

Outside the atelier, there was indeed a car parked outside that she was very familiar with.

It was Fu Yuxiu’s.

“Song Fengwan.” Fu Yuxiu lowered the car window and greeted her.

Song Fengwan could only bite the bullet and get in the car. The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Initially, Fu Yuxiu hadn’t wanted to pick her up, but this was the only way he could find time to meet Jiang Fengya. He had also just parted with her.

Sun Qionghua wanted them to mend their relationship. So when Fu Yuxiu had offered to pick Song Fengwan up, she had immediately nodded in agreement. She had even thought that her son was finally sensible and understood her good intentions.

Fu Yuxiu stole a glance at Song Fengwan through the rearview mirror. “I heard from Auntie that you just went overseas to play. Was it fun?” He tried to lighten the atmosphere.

“Not bad,” Song Fengwan replied carelessly while playing with her phone with her head lowered.

“I heard you went with my third uncle? You have a good relationship?”

“Why don’t you ask Third Master yourself?” Song Fengwan’s almond-shaped eyes revealed a hint of slyness. Coward, if you have the guts, go find Third Brother.

The corners of Fu Yuxiu’s mouth twitched.

“Don’t worry. I’m often on the phone with Third Master. I’ll send him your greetings.” Song Fengwan smiled at him.

Fu Yuxiu gripped the steering wheel tightly. “There’s no need for that. Third Uncle is very busy. I don’t dare to disturb him.”

Damn it. This girl is actually often on the phone with Third Uncle? She even wants to rat on me?

Isn’t she trying to mess with me to death?

“Fu Yuxiu, why are you so afraid of Third Master?” Song Fengwan was very curious.

Fu Yuxiu smiled awkwardly but didn’t say anything. He couldn’t bring himself to say anything about his dark history of being oppressed.

Seeing him refusing to say anything, Song Fengwan lowered her head and sent a message to Fu Chen.

Fu Chen quickly replied. [When he was young, he stole my snacks. I told Second Brother about him secretly hiding his failed test. He was dangled in midair and beaten by Second Brother.]

“Pfft—” Song Fengwan stifled her laughter.

Dangled in midair? That ruthless?

This uncle is too much.

***

As the two left the atelier, there was a taxi in the corner. When a pair of bitter and resentful eyes saw Song Fengwan, they shot out a cold, dark light.

“Driver, please follow him.”

Jiang Fengya’s fingers kept fiddling with the shoulder bag on her knees.

When we parted just now, didn’t he say that he has something urgent and is going to have dinner with his family?

His urgent business is keeping Song Fengwan company? No wonder he was uneasy the whole time he was speaking with me.

Song Jingren is unreliable. I can’t lose Fu Yuxiu.