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

Yuncheng, Qiao residence…

Yan Wangchuan had never cooked before, so half of the first pot of dumplings had gone mushy from overcooking. Song Fengwan watched him separate the good and bad dumplings, pour a small plate of vinegar, place it on a tray, and prepare to go upstairs.

“Uncle Yan, that plate is spoiled.” The fillings were already overcooked.

“It’s edible.”

When Yan Wangchuan went upstairs, Qiao Aiyun was sitting on the bed in a daze, her eyes listless.

At this moment, her mind was spinning. She had drunk a lot of alcohol yesterday. After hearing Old Madam Yan’s heartfelt words, coupled with the festive atmosphere, she had wanted to close the distance between the two of them. What happened afterward was unpredictable.

She couldn’t remember exactly what time they had fooled around until yesterday. When her biological clock woke her up in the morning, it was already past six in the morning. It was Old Madam Yan’s first time coming to their home for the new year, and she still had to go downstairs to make dumplings. She definitely couldn’t sleep in. The moment she opened her eyes…

Their eyes met, and there was even some embarrassment.

“Good morning.” Qiao Aiyun’s voice was hoarse.

“Are you hungry? I’ll go get you something to eat.” Only then did Yan Wangchuan go downstairs.

…

“Eat something.” Yan Wangchuan placed the dumplings on the table. His actions were a little clumsy and careful, and the dumplings were steaming.

Qiao Aiyun got up and moved to the side of the table. She was really a little hungry. The two of them sat down close to each other. The dumplings were very hot. Qiao Aiyun’s mouth was torn and swollen, and they were so hot that she couldn’t eat them.

But Yan Wangchuan quickly cleared his plate of dumplings.

“Want any more?” Qiao Aiyun watched him finish the plate of dumplings. There was a sour and warm feeling in her heart, and she couldn’t describe how she felt.

He didn’t talk much, but he treated her really well.

“You should eat first. If you can’t finish it, then I’ll eat them.” Yan Wangchuan got up and actually started to make the bed and fold the blanket. He even changed the bed sheets and blanket. Other than not knowing how to cook, he was very good at taking care of himself. He cleaned up the bathroom once again.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to go out for a breather earlier? Let’s go to the furniture store.” Yan Wangchuan turned on the indoor ventilation system to air the place.

“Furniture?”

“The bed isn’t sturdy.”

Qiao Aiyun instantly blushed. She lowered her head and bit a dumpling without saying anything.

“It’ll affect the others’ rest,” he started to mutter again.

Qiao Aiyun gritted her teeth in hatred. He usually speaks very little. Why is he so talkative now? “Okay, let’s change it.”

Yan Wangchuan was satisfied. He tidied up the trash and prepared to go out.

“Hey, you can’t take out the trash on the first day of the new year.” Qiao Aiyun stopped him.

“I’ll clean it up.”

The saying that you couldn’t take out the trash was also a custom left behind by the older generation, saying that you would throw away your wealth and luck. At Qiao Aiyun’s age, she was naturally still more conservative, but many young people no longer cared about this.

***

When the two of them finished cleaning up and went downstairs, it was already past five in the evening. They ate at home before mentioning going out.

“Wanwan, didn’t you say you wanted to change your table lamp? Let’s go out together,” Qiao Aiyun suggested.

Song Fengwan originally didn’t want to go out with them, but the table lamp in her room was old. The light source was glaring, and there was no setting to adjust the brightness, so it was very uncomfortable to use.

“Go on. You should go shopping together.” Old Madam Yan smiled.

Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Aiyun were not in their early twenties, and they were not that clingy to each other to begin with. Old Madam Yan also knew that her son was slow-witted and inarticulate. If just the two of them went out, Qiao Aiyun would probably be bored to death.

They would be a family in the future, so it was very important to develop a good relationship with Song Fengwan.

If Song Fengwan didn’t like him and didn’t get along well with him, it would also affect his relationship with Qiao Aiyun.

Although it was the first day of Lunar New Year, the malls were still operating normally. Moreover, the restaurants and snack streets were all exceptionally popular. When they arrived at a furniture store, there were a lot of people.

This was a comprehensive furniture market, and there were even pots, bowls, and kitchenware. Everything was exceptionally exquisite. Song Fengwan chose a table lamp and bought a cup and a pair of pillows.

Yan Wangchuan was also quite an unexpected person. Seeing Song Fengwan choose a cup, he actually chose a pair of couple cups.

It was a pure red design with the printed characters for double happiness on it. Qiao Aiyun was embarrassed and angry. “This is for marriage. Why are you taking this?”

“It’s festive.” With that, he ignored Qiao Aiyun’s objection and placed the double happiness cups in the shopping cart.

This kind of straight man aesthetics was really hard to understand.

When they went to choose a bed, Song Fengwan was already a little tired. The sales assistant saw that their shopping cart was full and that they were also quite serious about choosing a bed. They were different from the ones strolling around leisurely, so she introduced some options to them warmly.

Song Fengwan sat on a sample bed and watched them chat.

“…These styles are the most popular ones this year. There are also some other styles, but there are no samples for them. You can take a look at the catalog. We have the goods for all of them.” The sales assistant led them to sit down and poured them some water.

Qiao Aiyun glanced at Song Fengwan. Song Fengwan was playing with her phone while looking at her teasingly, making her feel even more embarrassed. She was completely uninterested in picking a bed.

But Yan Wangchuan was browsing very seriously.

“Ma’am, Sir, you can tell me what requirements you have for the bed. There’s an event today. Buy a bed, and we’ll give you a Simmons latex cushion for free. Normally, a cushion here costs more than a thousand yuan. It’s value for money…” the sales assistant enthusiastically promoted.

“Requirements…” Yan Wangchuan glanced at the sales assistant. “I want the sturdiest one. ”

Song Fengwan almost vomited blood.

It was so simple and crude. When she thought about what had happened last night, even she couldn’t help blushing.

She was chatting with Fu Chen at the moment.

Then a string of messages appeared in the chat window.

[Uncle Yan is too shameless. I can’t bear to watch anymore. He actually directly said he wants the sturdiest one when choosing a bed?]

[I really can’t listen to this anymore. I have never seen anyone like him.]

[I don’t think I can stay in this house anymore.]

…

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at his phone, feeling increasingly upset.

He felt extremely jealous.

Yan Wangchuan was not someone who dawdled. He quickly booked a bed and paid with his card.

“Please fill in the information. When will there be someone in your house? We’ll deliver the goods and help you install them.” The sales assistant had completed a large business transaction on the first day of the new year and was overjoyed.

“There’s always someone at home. Please hurry up.”

Because…

I need it urgently!

Yan Wangchuan frowned and signed the credit card receipt with a pen with a flourish.

Qiao Aiyun made up her mind never to go shopping with Yan Wangchuan again.

***

The three of them walked around the downtown area again, and Qiao Aiyun bought some spring clothes for Song Fengwan.

“Mom, I usually wear my school uniform. I don’t have time to wear these at all.” Song Fengwan kept trying on clothes, and she was really tired.

“These clothes aren’t thick. You can even wear them after your college entrance exam ends.” At this moment, the various stores were selling winter clothes at a discount, and the spring clothes were all light and thin in design.

Yan Wangchuan was sitting at the side and waiting quietly without any complaints. Qiao Aiyun asked him to find a cafe to sit for a while or go back to the car, but he wouldn’t listen. Wherever the mother and daughter went, he followed closely behind them and even bought them bubble tea out of consideration.

Very few men were willing to accompany women to go shopping. In the end, Qiao Aiyun was soft-hearted and bought him a set of clothes.

Yan Wangchuan usually exercised, so his figure was naturally good. After Lunar New Year, the temperature rose again, so he bought some spring clothes. The scratches and bite marks on his neck were naturally exposed.

The salespeople were all young ladies. When they saw this scene, almost all of them looked at Qiao Aiyun.

They thought that they were husband and wife.

While Yan Wangchuan was changing his clothes, Qiao Aiyun went to settle the bill. The sales assistant even smiled and said, “You two have such a good relationship.”

Qiao Aiyun smiled awkwardly. Song Fengwan stood at the side. When she meets someone as domineering and unreasonable as Uncle Yan, she really can’t do anything.

It was already very late when the three of them returned from the downtown area. When they passed by a pharmacy, Yan Wangchuan stopped the car by the side and walked into the store with his phone.

“Huh? Where is Uncle Yan going?” Song Fengwan was playing Jewel of Atlantis. When she saw him enter the pharmacy, she couldn’t help asking. No one in the house was sick, and they always had medicine prepared for colds and fevers.

“It’s nothing.” Qiao Aiyun coughed twice.

Then a certain someone walked out carrying a black plastic bag. It was bundled very tightly, and it was a big bag.

Song Fengwan didn’t realize it for a moment. She was still wondering what such a big bag was for.

Seeing Qiao Aiyun’s strange expression, she suddenly came back to her senses. She coughed twice and put on her earphones to listen to music. Out of sight, out of mind.

Qiao Aiyun was sitting in the front passenger seat. She reached out her hand to take it and took a look at it. She was a little flabbergasted. She glanced at the backseat and made sure that Song Fengwan was wearing earphones and couldn’t hear her. Then she lowered her voice and said, “Why did you buy so many?” How many years will this take to finish?

“New Year’s promotion. Buy one, get one free.”

Qiao Aiyun was speechless. Even if it’s a buy one, get one free, you don’t need so many. How many years and months will it take to go through these?

Yan Wangchuan seemed to see through her concerns.

…

“Don’t worry. I can finish using them all.”

The corners of Qiao Aiyun’s lips twitched hard.

Song Fengwan was listening to music while sending Fu Chen messages, just saying that she was almost home and complaining that Yan Wangchuan was too much.

Fu Chen sighed. Too much?

He’s even worse than that. He actually called me to show off and came up with an excellent explanation too.

[We’re allies. We agreed to inform each other if anything happens, so I think I need to tell you about this matter.]

Fu Chen had really almost vomited blood.

**

Tonight, Yan Wangchuan packed his things and went to Qiao Aiyun’s room. But she threw him out with a pillow and told him to sleep alone.

Yan Wangchuan stood at the door for a while.

She was fine when we came back just now. Why did she turn hostile the moment I went upstairs? It’s really hard to guess a woman’s thoughts.