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

Qiao Aiyun hung up the phone and reached to touch her stomach, wondering if she should buy some morning-after pills.

Song Fengwan still had about three months before her college entrance examination, so she really didn’t have the thoughts of having a child now. She thought about it in her heart, but her thoughts were quickly washed away by the joy of going on a date.

She directly forgot about this matter and almost caused a ‘human life’ to be lost later.

After Yan Wangchuan went back to pick Qiao Aiyun up, the two of them decided to go to a hot spring resort in the suburbs of Yuncheng.

Before setting off, Qiao Aiyun specially looked at the guides on a certain travel app. The resort was halfway up a mountain, surrounded by both mountains and a river. The guides she found were for two day one night trips or even longer.

“We have to rush back before nine-thirty at night.” Qiao Aiyun looked sideways at the person in the driver’s seat.

“Okay.” Yan Wangchuan nodded.

However, their plans couldn’t keep up with changes. When the sky darkened, the resort informed them that due to the recent rise in temperature, fog had risen in the mountains. So it would no longer receive any more tourists after 7 p.m., and tourists were also not allowed to leave the mountains.

At the time, Qiao Aiyun was still bathing in a hot spring. When she packed her things and wanted to drive back with Yan Wangchuan, the parking garage had already been sealed.

“What do we do now?” Qiao Aiyun had originally planned to go back at eight so that they would be just in time to pick up Song Fengwan after her evening self-study session.

“There’s fog in the mountains. We can’t get out.” Yan Wangchuan’s expression was solemn.

“But…” Qiao Aiyun lowered her head and looked at her phone, wanting to find a friend to pick up Song Fengwan.

“Call Fu Chen,” Yan Wangchuan suddenly said.

“Huh?” Qiao Aiyun was stunned. Why did he suddenly mention Fu Chen? “He hasn’t returned to the capital yet?”

“No.” Yan Wangchuan suddenly felt a little guilty under her gaze.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. We’re always troubling him, and Wanwan gets off school very late.”

“It’s Valentine’s Day today. Are your friends not celebrating it with their husbands?” Yan Wangchuan said seriously.

Qiao Aiyun thought about it. It made sense. The people she knew were all married, so it was indeed not appropriate for her to call them. Fu Chen was single, so he shouldn’t have anything going on. “I just feel that it’s not appropriate to keep troubling him.”

“I’ll call him.” Yan Wangchuan took out his phone and walked to the side.

At this moment, Fu Chen was feeling depressed at home. When he received the call, he smiled. “You two aren’t coming back tonight?”

“We can’t go back. We can only leave when the sun comes out and the fog dissipates tomorrow morning,” Yan Wangchuan said seriously. “I’ll leave Wanwan to you.”

“Okay.” Fu Chen nodded.

“Wanwan still has to go to school tomorrow. Don’t go overboard.”

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows. Do I really look that beastly?

…

Fu Zhongli watched as Fu Chen watched the news at home like a dead fish, then went to his room to take a shower and change his clothes after receiving a call. He even dressed up carefully.

February 14, 9:50 p.m.

Fu Chen appeared punctually at the entrance of Yuncheng First High School.

Once the evening self-study session ended, a large group of students walked out, all dressed in the same school uniform. Fu Chen parked his car at the place according to what Yan Wangchuan said. When Song Fengwan walked out of the school gates, she saw Fu Chen’s car from afar. The Beijing license plate was very eye-catching under the street lights.

She ran over quickly. The crowd at the school gates was a little chaotic after school ended. She was running very quickly, and she almost knocked into an electric scooter speeding past.

Fu Chen furrowed his brows. When he pushed the door open and got out of the car, Song Fengwan had already run to him.

“What are you running for?!”

Song Fengwan smiled at him. “Why are you here?”

“Aunt Yun and Mr. Yan went to a resort, and they can’t make it back tonight.”

“Oh.”

Fu Chen was about to pull her hand when Song Fengwan muttered softly, “Not now. It won’t be good if someone sees us.”

Fu Chen was speechless. This…

Fine.

“Get in the car first.”

…

As soon as Song Fengwan got into the car, she saw a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates on the front passenger seat.

Her heart felt as though honey was smearing it. She hopped into the car and hugged the bouquet of flowers, which also had a card among the flowers. Fu Chen’s handwriting was slim and beautiful.

Fu Chen got into the car. But because of the pedestrian traffic from all the students leaving school, the car couldn’t move for the time being. He took out his phone and called Qiao Aiyun.

“… Aunt Yun, I’ve already picked her up. Don’t worry.”

“Sorry to trouble you. You can just send her home.”

“Okay.” Before Fu Chen hung up, Song Fengwan had already opened the box of chocolate, picked up a piece, and brought it to his mouth.

He opened his mouth and bit it.

After Fu Chen hung up, Song Fengwan secretly wiped her fingers. “Is it good? There’s a hazelnut-flavored one.”

“It’s not bad.”

Song Fengwan was satisfied.

“How was your exam today?” Fu Chen’s fingers gripped onto the steering wheel. He was already very satisfied to be able to see her today.

“It was alright.” Song Fengwan lowered her head and chewed on the chocolate. She took out her phone to message her mother and tell her that she was safe. “Are you sending me back right now?”

“You don’t want to go back?” Fu Chen chuckled.

Song Fengwan bit her lip. How am I supposed to answer this?

It was Valentine’s Day after all, so she definitely wanted to spend more time with him.

“Do you want to accompany me?” Fu Chen turned his head and looked at her.

Song Fengwan didn’t say anything.

The car drove straight to a five-star hotel. Because it was Valentine’s Day, there were many people selling flowers outside the hotel, and a huge LED display screen was rolling congratulatory words for a certain newlywed couple.

“Are there still rooms available now?” Song Fengwan was speechless.

She had never celebrated Valentine’s Day, but she had read a lot of news reports. Apparently, all the hotels were fully booked today.

“Yes.” Fu Chen had prepared many things in advance, but it was just that Song Fengwan wasn’t free.

“But…” Song Fengwan lowered her head and looked at her clothes. “How am I supposed to go in like this? If someone sees me, it won’t be good…”

Fu Chen took off his long down jacket and handed it to her. “Wear this on the outside.”

Song Fengwan put his down jacket on and got out of the car. She felt guilty while holding his hand and walking into the hotel.

The room had been prepared long ago. The receptionist verified Fu Chen’s identity, glanced at Song Fengwan, who kept her head lowered beside him, and handed him the room card. “Mr. Fu, your room is on the tenth floor. Take a left turn after getting out of the elevator.”

“Thank you.” Fu Chen took the room card and brought Song Fengwan upstairs.

The hotel was exceptionally lively tonight, and there were many people in the elevator at this time. There was a young couple standing at the back of the elevator, and they were making out irresistibly. They smelled of alcohol and were obviously unable to control themselves.

Song Fengwan held Fu Chen’s hand tightly, and her palms were becoming sweaty.

After reaching the eighth floor, the two of them were the only ones left in the elevator.

Nothing would really happen between the two of them. They just wanted to spend more time with each other.

While they were walking to their room, Song Fengwan murmured softly, “Third Brother.”

“Mhm?”

“I still have to read my books later.”

Fu Chen’s face darkened. “Okay.” Did I really come out to get a room with you just to watch you do your homework?

Song Fengwan murmured again, “I have to wake up early for class tomorrow, so I can’t stay up too late.”

Fu Chen took a deep breath and suppressed his displeasure in his heart, which he could neither voice nor swallow.

…

Thus, when Fu Chen returned home at six the next morning, Fu Zhongli was very surprised.

“You’re back so early?”

Fu Chen smiled bitterly and remained silent.

Standing at the side, Shi Fang almost choked from laughing. He woke up early to send his little wife to her morning self-study.

But the scarf around his neck…

“This scarf…”

“She knitted it.” Fu Chen smiled.

Fu Zhongli raised his eyebrows. This sister-in-law…

…. is kind of bad at handicrafts.

There are loose threads and holes everywhere, yet this fellow is still treasuring it so much?