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

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It was clearly almost April. When Song Fengwan woke up the next day, it was actually snowing heavily outside.

There was snow all over her head and shoulders. Before entering the house, she shook it off, and it was as if a layer of salt was sprinkling down. She was neat and clean. “Third Brother, it’s snowing,”

“Yes.” Fu Chen tilted his head to look at her. Is there a need to be so excited over the snow?

The main reason was that it was already spring in the south, but it was snowing in the north. Song Fengwan naturally found it refreshing, so she took Fu Xinhan out for a walk. Fu Chen asked her to wear extra clothes, but she said that it wasn’t cold.

After going around for two laps, her body heated up. But when she returned, her body temperature dropped, and she caught a cold.

Fu Chen asked her to go to the hospital for a checkup and get some medicine. If it was serious, she could get an IV drip. But she refused to listen and dragged it out for a week.

On weekends, Fu Chen would pick her up to improve her meals outside, but the car went straight to the Jing residence.

“We’re going there again?” Song Fengwan said in a clear voice. “It’s not good to disturb him every time.”

“His mother called me and said that Hanchuan is quite lonely at home alone. She asked me to spend more time with him,” Fu Chen said matter-of-factly.

“But…” Song Fengwan kept feeling that it was really unreasonable to keep going there to freeload on food and drink and occasionally spend the night.

Moreover, Jing Hanchuan was still single.

“What kind of girls does Sixth Master like? After all these years, there hasn’t been anyone he’s liked?” Song Fengwan was curious.

“Tknow what breed of fish he likes. But regarding what kind of girl he likes…” Fu Chen lifted his eyelids. “I really don’t know.”

“You two aren’t good friends. Guess. For example, what type of personality matches his…”

Song Fengwan tilted her head to look at him. She really couldn’t imagine what kind of person Jing Hanchuan would bow down to.

As for Duan Linbai

It had to be someone formidable who could suppress him and couldn’t possibly let him do whatever he wanted.

Fu Chen tapped his fingers on the steering wheel lightly and pondered for a long time before saying, “Someone not afraid of death!”

Song Fengwan vomited blood. Are you two sure you’re friends?

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Chuanbei Jing residence

Jing Hanchuan was speechless. He turned his head and looked at the bald little head, which looked like a braised egg, feeling a little helpless.

What kind of place does Fu Chen think my house is? Not only is he freeloading for food and lodging, but he even threw the little monk here. Is my house a childcare center?!

Huai Sheng was currently staying on campus, and he had a long vacation every two weeks. This time, Fu Chen happened to have something to do at the new district, so he picked Huai Sheng up. He originally planned to send him to the old residence, but someone had invited his father out, and the old

couple wasn’t around.

Duan Linbai was the most familiar with him, but when a certain someone was asked to take care of Huai Sheng, he was so frightened that he almost ran out of the capital.1

In the end, Fu Chen sent him to Jing Hanchuan’s house.

“sixth Uncle, why aren’t there any fish?” Huai Sheng tumed his head to look at him innocently.

“Be patient.” Jing Hanchuan leaned against his seat.

It was said that monks didn’t eat meat. It was fine if this little monk didn’t eat meat or vegetables, but he liked to eat desserts and drink bubble tea. The two of them often watched TV or fished together. Most of the things on the tea tray entered Huai Sheng’s stomach.

Even though Jing Hanchuan wanted to protect his food, he couldn’t say to a child, “You’re not allowed to eat anymore!”

So he said tactfully, “Huai Sheng, aren’t you eating too much?”

Huai Sheng smacked his lips. “I’m still young. To grow taller, I need to eat more.”

“Eating too much candy will make your teeth decay easily.”

“Lbrush my teeth every day. If you don’t believe me, smell it!” The little monk opened his mouth wide and leaned toward him.

Jing Hanchuan forced a bitter smile. “I can tell that you’re doing well in your personal hygiene.”

“Yeah.”

‘When Huai Sheng first entered the Jing residence, he was unfamiliar with the place, and there were also many men in black standing around. He was nervous and afraid. That night, after taking a shower, he carried a small pillow and knocked on Jing Hanchuan’s door.

He said he wanted to sleep with him.

“Don’t all men sleep by themselves?” Ever since Jing Hanchuan could remember, he had never slept with anyone. Even Fu Chen and the others were no exception.

“But I’m still a child, not a man.” Huai Sheng looked at him pitifully.

“You have to learn to be independent!”

“Why are you asking too much of a child?” Huai Sheng asked.

Jing Hanchuan was stunned. To think that he had initially thought that this little monk was innocent, pitiful, and unpretentious. Now, it seemed that he had been poisoned by Fu Chen. His words and actions were already starting to show signs of being devious.1

In the end, Jing Hanchuan didn’t let him stay in his room. Instead, he went to the guest room and read a few pages of a fairy tale for him.

“… That’s it. It’s the end. You should sleep.”

“It’s the princess and the prince again.” Huai Sheng was obviously very familiar with this kind of routine.

Jing Hanchuan raised his eyebrows. “It’s the knight who protects the princess with his life, but the princess chooses the prince in the end. This is reality.”

‘When the Jing family members who came to bring Huai Sheng milk heard this, they couldn’t help shaking their heads.

“So don’t believe that failure is the mother of success, that as long as you work hard, you will definitely succeed. You have to accept that sometimes, intelligence is really important.

“If God closes a door for you, not only will he not open a window for you, but he will also clamp your head.”

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The Jing family members were all stunned.

Sixth Master, you’re feeding a child poisonous chicken soup.

After listening for a long time, Huai Sheng said quietly, “Sixth Uncle, was your childhood unhappy? Did your parents abuse you?”

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Jing Hanchuan raised his eyebrows and threw the fairy tale book away. “Go to sleep!”

Their family had a father who ‘doted on his wife and tormented his son’. He had known from a young age that if you didn’t work hard, you would know what despair was. So he didn’t like those chicken soup-like words.

Who would give you chicken soup? They’re all people who have already eaten chicken meat!

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Fairy tales?

They were all lies.

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What kind of knight protects silently? If you like someone, fight for them. Those who chose to be a knight probably knew from the start that they were just a spare tire and making a final struggle.

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‘When Jing Hanchuan walked out of the guest room, a Jing family member reminded softly, “Sixth Master, Huai Sheng is still a child. Shouldn’t you…”

consider what you say?

Jing Hanchuan raised his eyebrows. “I’m just teaching him some life principles to make him live more practically.”

The corners of the Jing family member’s mouth twitched.

Jing Hanchuan poured a pile of poisonous chicken soup into Huai Sheng. After returning to his room, he quickly fell asleep.

The Jing family members were speechless.

“With Sixth Master like this, if he has a child in the future, how difficult will the child’s life be? The child will have a father who reminds them of the darkness in society and throws cold water on them every day.”2

“That’s right. Sixth Master doesn’t know how to interact with children at all. How could he say that to a child? People’s childhood should be happy.”

“Thankfully, Huai Sheng didn’t seem to take it seriously. Perhaps he didn’t understand.”

The few of them discussed fervently until someone said, “Don’t you think it’s already difficult to find a wife in Sixth Master’s situation? How can he have a child?”

It was dead silent. No one said anything else.

It was true. He didn’t even have a girlfriend. It was too early to talk about children.

Actually, Huai Sheng matured early and could understand some words. He also knew that there were not only good people in the world but also bad people. But he didn’t expect Jing Hanchuan’s inner world to be so dark.

He specially called his master and asked him how he should handle this situation.

Master Pudu said, “He needs to be reformed!”

Thus, Huai Sheng started chanting scriptures in front of Jing Hanchuan without missing a single one of his morning and night classes.

Jing Hanchuan was really suppressing his anger. He almost threw Huai Sheng into a pond to feed the fish.

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‘When Fu Chen and Song Fengwan arrived at the Jing residence, Jing Hanchuan was bringing Huai Sheng back from the ponds in the backyard.

Huai Sheng was wearing cotton clothes and holding a small yellow bucket in his hand. The water in the bucket swayed slightly and splashed out occasionally.

“Third Uncle, Big Sister!” Huai Sheng was excited, and a lot of water splashed out. There were a few fish inside, and they kept swaying their tails. His small arm seemed to be unable to hold on.

“Why don’t I help you?” It was rare for the Jing residence to have a cute and adorable little fellow. The Jing family members treated him well.

Just as Huai Sheng was about to thank him, he heard Jing Hanchuan say slowly, “How can a person who can’t even control a bucket in his hand control his life?”

Hearing this, Song Fengwan was dumbfounded. How could he say this to a child?

“It’s alright. I’l do it myself.” Huai Sheng carried the small bucket with difficulty. “Sixth Uncle is doing this for my own good, although

“This method is a bit extreme.

“But monks are merciful. I can tolerate him.”

Song Fengwan laughed out loud.

Fu Chen cleared his throat. “Come in quickly.”

Jing Hanchuan suddenly understood why Duan Linbai said that he didn’t like the little monk. Jing Hanchuan had never thought of himself as a good person. This little baldy even wanted to enlighten him. He probably didn’t know who he wanted to enlighten at all.

‘When Jing Hanchuan entered the kitchen, Huai Sheng had already tumed on the TV. It was playing ‘Journey to the West’. He quietly moved to Fu Chen’s side.

“Third Uncle, what do you think can change Sixth Uncle’s personality?”

“Find him a wife,” Fu Chen said casually.1

Huai Sheng started thinking seriously.

While Jing Hanchuan was in the kitchen, the little monk actually came in humming a tune from Journey to the West’, making Jing Hanchuan frown