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

After Fu Chen's birthday, the temperature in the capital plummeted, and the cold seeped in. Old Madam Fu's health wasn't good, and she had a serious cold. She didn't recover from taking medicine and even stayed in the hospital for a few days.

An illness to her was like a life-and-death battle. She was in her eighties, and even the slightest cold could take away half her life. Dai Yunqing had already returned to Jiangcheng at the time. Fu Wan had yet to return to Jinling, so she and Sun Qionghua took turns going to the hospital to take care of her.

Actually, after Fu Yuxiu went overseas to study, Fu Zhongli and his wife had discussed moving out of the old residence. Considering that the two elders of the Fu family were old and had some minor health problems and that it was convenient to take care of them nearby, they had been living together.

Sun Qionghua was wholeheartedly focused on her small family and had left the business world. Her personality had softened, and she had repaired her relationship with the Fu family quite well.

On the day Old Madam Fu was discharged, Fu Chen went to the hospital to pick her up.

"Your sister and sister-in-law are both here. You don't have to come here specially. It's not a serious illness, so there's no need to mobilize so many people." Old Madam Fu smiled indifferently. "Actually, it's already enough for me to live to this age. Every day I live now is a gain."

"Mom, don't say that." When Fu Wan heard her mention this, she felt bitter and upset.

Old Madam Fu smiled and looked at Fu Chen. "Third Son, since you're already in the hospital anyway, do you want to go for a checkup?"

"A checkup?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows. "I have a physical examination every year."

"It's not an ordinary checkup. It's something else." As soon as Old Madam Fu said this, the atmosphere in the ward instantly changed.

Sun Qionghua, who was packing her things, coughed twice. "I suddenly remembered that Zhongli should be here. I'll go out and call him to ask."

Fu Chen's lips twitched. "Mom, what exactly do you want?"

His temples throbbed in pain. "I'm in great health.

"You're so free that you're just randomly guessing things all day."

"This isn't random guessing. I heard that once a man is past thirty, his quality will be bad!"

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Sitting at the side, Fu Wan lowered her head and held back her laughter.

Fu Chen's face darkened. "Where did you hear that?"

"Look at how young Wanwan is. You're already so old. In another ten years, you…"

Fu Chen sneered without saying a word.

When they were leaving the hospital, Fu Wan patted his shoulder and said, "Is Mom worried that you can't do it?"

Fu Chen's face was dark the whole day. When Song Fengwan asked him why, he naturally refused to tell her, and he felt aggrieved for many days.

Song Fengwan knew that he was acting strangely after picking up Old Madam Fu. She thought that something was wrong with Old Madam Fu's body, so she asked Fu Wan indirectly.

"Third Brother is fine. Don't worry about him. It's just that my mom said that there's a big age difference between the two of you. She was afraid that he would have problems with his energy in the future, so she asked him to get a checkup."

Song Fengwan was cramping up with laughter. She even teased Fu Chen about this.

The outcome was naturally imaginable. After all, whether it worked or not, and whether there was a problem, they would only know after doing it.

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For the next month or so, Song Fengwan was preparing for the school's design competition. Because the Gao Xue incident last time had caused a huge commotion, the school had learned its lesson, and there were people specially supervising every segment. In the end, the school even invited outsiders to participate in the selection.

There was also a strict reward and punishment mechanism. If plagiarism was discovered, it would be reported, and the submitter would be criticized and punished.

Among the external judges was Tang Jingci.

The news that Joe was coming to China to hold a design exhibition had already been publicized for more than half a year. During this period of time, Duan Linbai had been busy arranging the venue. Because the design works were all overseas, they had to be transported over long distances. He was worried that they would be damaged, so he chartered a plane for them and even insured every work for more than ten million yuan each.

Although the design exhibition was at the end of the year, all kinds of work, especially publicity work, had long been on the agenda.

The Beijing University art school's design competition was quite famous in the industry. Duan Linbai wanted to take the opportunity to gain some publicity. Since Beijing University could invite masters to be judges, they were naturally willing to cooperate with him.

But Tang Wangjin was busy with work and couldn't leave. Tang Jingci happened to be coming to the capital to check on the progress of the design exhibition, so this position naturally fell to her.

Just like in previous years, before the award ceremony for the design competition, the award winners had already been publicly announced.

Song Fengwan won a special award, which was actually the so-called consolation and encouragement award.

Hu Xinyue patted her shoulder to comfort her. "Wanwan, it's actually not bad. The first few places are basically occupied by fourth-year students and postgraduate students. It's already very impressive that you won an award."

Song Fengwan nodded. She could only say that she still needed to work harder.

"I heard there's a bonus?"