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

Fu Chen was up to mischief and dug a pit for him behind his back, so he was in a good mood.

When he came out of the old residence, it was already past nine in the evening. Song Fengwan had finished her evening self-study early today. When she received Fu Chen's call, she had already returned to her dorm room to wash up and change into her pajamas.

"I'll be at your school in fifteen minutes."

"Now?" Song Fengwan looked at the time. It was getting late.

"Put on some clothes. I'll take you out for a ride."

"Okay."

It was almost time for the appointment. Song Fengwan didn't change her clothes and wrapped herself in a coat before leaving. When she rushed out of the dormitory building, she happened to see Jiang Fengya holding a thermos bottle.

The two of them had never spoken in school. Even when they brushed past each other, Song Fengwan's gaze never stopped on her.

Jiang Fengya gripped the handle of the thermos bottle tightly and turned to look at the person rushing into the night. She's going out so late at night and looks so excited. She must be going to meet the opposite sex…

She's actually wearing pajamas. Isn't she taking the initiative to seduce someone?

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Her private life is really dirty!

She wanted to follow her secretly, but the thermos bottle in her hand restricted her movements, making her feel a little frustrated.

Ever since she had been criticized by Fu Chen, Fu Yuxiu had always found excuses to avoid her. Now that his parents were back, and Sun Qionghua was so domineering, she had even less of a chance to make a move.

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Song Fengwan didn't know that Jiang Fengya's mind was full of twists and turns. She reached out to wrap her coat tightly around herself and stood by the roadside to wait for Fu Chen.

She had arrived early. The parasol trees on both sides of the road were sprouting, and the branches were already lush. Through the street lights, her silhouette stretched out. It was dark and quiet.

Suddenly, a glaring car light shone over, and she squinted.

Which person doesn't have public morals? Why would this place need such bright lights?

The car stopped a few meters away from her. It was an S-Class Mercedes-Benz. A girl pushed open the car door and said a few words to the person in the car. She hooked her head in and seemed to be kissing…

Song Fengwan turned her head and pretended not to see anything. University was a small society, and everyone had a wide social circle. It was not rare for female students to date people in society.

The girl said something coquettishly before turning around and leaving.

When the girl returned to the dormitory, she had to pass by Song Fengwan. When she brushed past her, she even had a hint of pride.

"Young Master, are you going home?" the driver of the car asked.

The person sitting in the back didn't say anything. His gaze landed on Song Fengwan not far away.

She was wearing a long sweater that reached her ankles and was wrapped very tightly. Her long hair hung down to her shoulders. She was wearing slippers, revealing her ankles. Under the dazzling light, the skin on her ankles was fair and smooth.

Farther up, her fair and tender neck was very attractive.

This person is…

Song Fengwan!

He had seen countless women. Her skin and bones… were absolutely top-notch. He just didn't know if the rest of her…

Could they also make people feel rapturous?

Once a man's desire was aroused, it was difficult to dispel it

Song Fengwan was still waiting for Fu Chen quietly, completely unaware that she had been stared at for a long time.

…

This road could only accommodate one car passing by. This car occupied the passage, so Fu Chen's car couldn't get in. Shi Fang waited for more than a minute. Seeing that the car didn't move, he honked the horn.

Only then did the car slowly drive past Song Fengwan.

Shi Fang adjusted the steering wheel and said softly, "Third Master, that license plate looks a little familiar."

Fu Chen didn't say anything. The capital was neither big nor small. It was normal to meet a few acquaintances, so he didn't take it to heart at the time.

As soon as Fu Chen's car stopped and Song Fengwan opened the car door, her wrist was grabbed, and she fell into Fu Chen's arms in a kneeling posture.

Qian Jiang, who had been standing not far away, walked over silently and closed the car door.

The yellow light inside the car was faint. She heard the man's steady and strong heartbeat and soft breathing. She raised her head slightly…

"Did you drink?"

"Second Brother came back today, and I drank a small cup of Shaoxing wine." Fu Chen lowered his head and looked at her with a smile…

Song Fengwan was lying on top of him. The narrow space made her feel very uncomfortable, but Fu Chen narrowed his eyes. This angle is quite good…

… for kissing.

"I was wondering why you smelled like alcohol…" Song Fengwan was about to adjust her posture.

Her mouth was instantly sealed.

Fu Chen suddenly lowered his head to bite her lips, leaving no room for her to move. He was a little anxious, and his mouth was especially fierce.

Song Fengwan was in pain and whimpered as she patted his chest. But he pulled her to his chest even harder and kissed her even more deeply. The tip of his tongue pushed open her lips and drove straight in. Song Fengwan couldn't breathe…