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

The day after the marriage…

Last night, a group of people had shouted that they wanted to go to the bridal chamber. But because Yu Manxi was pregnant, they had argued at the door for a while before dispersing. The Fu family had booked a few suites. The group of people either continued drinking or went to play cards all night.

Some people were still drunk even when it was time to check out.

At this moment, Song Fengwan had already followed Qiao Aiyun and Yan Wangchuan to the old Fu residence. They were leaving for Nanjiang tomorrow, so they specially took the time to visit the Fu family today.

She originally thought that there would be no one in the old residence when she arrived, but she didn't expect that there would be many people sitting in the house. They were all wearing the same clothes of a certain organization and had even brought many things over.

"… You didn't have to come here specially. Take these things back." Old Madam Fu kept being polite to them.

"This is a small token of our appreciation. You've always been very concerned about us and have given us a lot of help. Congratulations on your marriage, Eldest Young Master Fu."

"Yes, they're not anything valuable. If you don't accept them, I'm afraid you'll look down on us."

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Old Madam Fu had no choice. "You all know what the eldest son of our family does. Receiving gifts casually might cause some misunderstanding…"

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"They're all local specialties and not worth much. Compared to the help you've given us all these years, this is nothing."

Uncle Zhong had already led Song Fengwan and the others to sit at the side.

"This is…" Qiao Aiyun looked at these people. Among them was a girl in a wheelchair. She was in her early twenties and had a blanket covering her legs. She was very beautiful.

"Old Madam often donates to this organization. They're all severely ill patients with family difficulties. They're here to congratulate us." Uncle Zhong smiled and poured tea for them. "Please sit down for a while."

Fu Chen had specially driven them here and was parking the car outside, so it took some time. When he entered, he was slightly surprised to see so many people.

"Third Master." Everyone stood up.

"Hello." Fu Chen's expression was indifferent, and no emotion could be seen.

"The funds have all come from Third Master's company in recent years, so the person in charge knows him," Uncle Zhong explained with a smile.

Song Fengwan nodded. It was normal for corporations to do good deeds. Giving back to society could also establish a good corporate image for themselves. Moreover, there was a very bad atmosphere on the internet nowadays.

Every time there were disasters, there would always be keyboard warriors shouting online about certain famous corporations or celebrities donating money. [Since you earn so much money, you should donate more.] They would use moral kidnapping to get people to donate. It was like if they didn't donate, they would be heartless and cold-blooded.

Seeing that the Fu family had guests, these people didn't stay long and left quickly after exchanging pleasantries.

"Is that young lady also seriously ill?" After the group left, Qiao Aiyun asked curiously, "She's so young. Why is she in a wheelchair?"

"She's been ill since she was young, and her legs can't walk anymore. Due to the side effects of the medicine, all her hair has fallen out. She was wearing a wig just now. She has asthma, and her intelligence isn't good…" Old Madam Fu shook her head helplessly. "What a pity for a beautiful young lady."

"It's a pity." She looked to be in her early twenties and was very pretty.

"But she works hard too. Although her intelligence is a little lacking, she still insists on being able to read. She's very inspirational." Old Madam Fu sounded a little regretful when she mentioned it.

Qiao Aiyun nodded. No wonder she was sitting quietly without saying anything, and her expression was a little dazed.

Song Fengwan didn't take this matter to heart. Naturally, she didn't know what kind of waves this organization would cause to her peaceful life in the future.

"Is there no one at home today?" Qiao Aiyun glanced at the Fu family.

"They're all sleeping in the hotel. They played until late last night." Old Madam Fu smiled. At this moment, the Fu family residence was decorated with red banners everywhere, looking festive. "The old man and I are old and can't move around too much, so we came back early yesterday to sleep."

Qiao Aiyun nodded and smiled.

They stayed at the Fu residence for lunch. Originally, everything was fine during the meal, but Old Madam Fu suddenly mentioned Fu Chen and Song Fengwan. "Third Son didn't think things through before, but don't worry. Since they're together, our Fu family will definitely take responsibility!

"Wanwan is still young and hasn't reached the legal age for marriage. If you feel uneasy, and you're afraid Wanwan will suffer…

"They can get engaged first!"

Song Fengwan was eating vegetables with her head lowered and almost choked. Engagement? So sudden.

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"There's no need for that. I believe in Fu Chen's character. The child is still young. Let them interact more with each other. We'll talk about the engagement later." Qiao Aiyun declined tactfully.

It wasn't Qiao Aiyun who was anxious but the Fu family.

The two elders of the Fu family had already discussed it. This kind of thing couldn't be hidden from their second son's family in the first place. They would find out sooner or later.

They had been busy with Fu Sinian's wedding. Now that the dust had settled, they definitely had to start thinking about Fu Chen.

At the wedding reception, many people had gone to talk to Song Fengwan. They were all young and promising people around her age. The two elders of the Fu family had a sense of crisis.

Their son was a Buddhist and had a boring personality. He liked to put on airs and had a sharp tongue. They were afraid that if he interacted with her for a long time, his true nature would be exposed and scare her away.

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He didn't have an advantage in terms of age. What if Song Fengwan met some young hunk and ran away with him?

If the wife he had raised for so long was kidnapped, their third son might really go and become a monk.

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They were still thinking about how to help their youngest son tie up his wife.

Actually, the two Fu elders' worries were completely unnecessary. They had no idea that when Fu Chen and Song Fengwan interacted in private…

This old man was so good at flirting.

***

On the night Qiao Aiyun and Yan Wangchuan left, they treated the three juniors to a meal.

After all, Tang Jingci wasn't familiar with them. Qiao Aiyun kept asking her to eat more. After dinner, she specially instructed Qiao Xiyan to send her back to Yishui Community.

Speaking of which, Qiao Xiyan and Tang Jingci hadn't spoken properly for a while.

This man was angry with her over a human body sketch. And Qiao Aiyun came over later, so the two of them couldn't let them see any flaws and could only put on an act.

Moreover, ever since they arrived in the capital, Qiao Xiyan had moved to a hotel instead of staying in the community.

In Qiao Aiyun's words, "A single man and a single woman aren't children. It's not appropriate for them to stay together."

Song Fengwan was at the side at the time. When she saw her cousin's cold expression, she really wanted to say, "They're a couple. It's not appropriate for you to break up a family."

Qiao Xiyan drove the car downstairs and dropped her off.

"Senior Brother…" Tang Jingci braced herself and asked, "Are you still angry?"

"What am I angry about?"

"That sketch."

"No." Qiao Xiyan just felt uncomfortable. He had always felt that he was elegant and magnanimous. It wasn't a big deal, and there was nothing he couldn't get over.

But he had underestimated his possessiveness. This feeling was too unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that it made him uncomfortable.

Just thinking about those drawings made him feel uncomfortable.

"Are you really not angry?" Tang Jingci approached him.

A certain arrogant man snorted coldly.

Tang Jingci laughed softly, feeling a little proud.

Although this man is stubborn…

He cares a lot about me.

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Inside the hotel…

Because Qiao Aiyun was returning to Nanjiang tomorrow, Song Fengwan didn't go back to the dormitory tonight but stayed in the hotel to accompany her. The two of them slept in the same bed, so Yan Wangchuan could only book a new single room.

He had drunk a lot today. He should have fallen asleep after lying down, but his head hurt so much that he couldn't sleep. He wanted to chat with Qiao Xiyan, but after knocking for a long time, there was no response.

Did he get lost dropping her off?

Yan Wangchuan didn't think much about it. After returning to his room, he fell asleep again.

The next morning…

His biological clock at five urged him to open his eyes.

He wanted to ask Qiao Xiyan out for morning exercise. He knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response. Only then did he suddenly remember that no one had answered when he came over last night.

Did he not return all night?

After all, Qiao Xiyan was almost thirty. As his uncle-master, he couldn't control too many things. Yan Wangchuan changed his clothes and prepared to take the elevator to the gym on the fourth floor of the hotel.

Unexpectedly, when the elevator door opened, he saw Qiao Xiyan inside.

Their eyes met. Although they were both very calm, there was still hidden turbulence.

Qiao Xiyan's clothes were slightly wrinkled, and there were some bite marks on his neck. They were clearly…

"Uncle-Master!" Qiao Xiyan was a little embarrassed. It was only half past five in the morning. He had woken up too early.

Yan Wangchuan stared at the lipstick stain on his white shirt, his eyes dark.

"Uncle-Master, don't tell my dad about this." In today's society, it was normal for men and women to look for fun and have sex. Qiao Xiyan was a normal man, so it was understandable for him to go out.

It was just that…

Qiao Xiyan was already a little afraid of him. After all, among all the uncle-masters, Yan Wangchuan was the most difficult to deal with. He stepped to the side and walked out of the elevator. Just as he was about to return to his room, he heard a voice from behind him.

"If I don't tell your father, should I tell your second uncle-master?"

Qiao Xiyan stiffened. "Uncle-Master, what are you talking about?"

"Don't forget what I do. I'm very sensitive to colors. The lipstick mark on your shirt is the same color as the one on Little Ci's mouth yesterday.

"You sent her back and didn't return all night.

"I have to suspect that you laid your hands on your junior sister."

Qiao Xiyan's back was covered in cold sweat. He's too sharp…