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

Song Fengwan stayed in the room for a few minutes to calm down before she braced herself and walked out. Fu Chen had already changed his clothes.

He was wearing a light gray sweater and long black pants, and his black hair was half-dry. He looked elegant and gentle but also slightly devilish and arrogant.

“Let’s eat.” Fu Chen had already opened the takeout box. The dumplings were already slightly stuck together after being untouched for so long.

He separated the dumplings one by one, separating the unbroken ones from the broken ones, and pushed the unbroken ones to Song Fengwan.

“Third Master, actually, I don’t mind…” His thoughtfulness made Song Fengwan feel uneasy.

He is good-looking and also really considerate. Although his temper is slightly weird, he has money and a good figure. Whoever marries him in the future probably saved the galaxy in their past life.

“Just eat.” Fu Chen suppressed his voice, and it wasn’t possible to tell if he was happy or angry. Song Fengwan could only be obedient and lowered her head to eat the dumplings.

She didn’t dare to raise her head to look at Fu Chen at all. When she thought of the scene just now, she still felt her ears burning and her heart pounding.

But Fu Chen acted as if nothing had happened, making her feel even more guilty.

***

After eating, Song Fengwan rushed to tidy up before Fu Chen could while he sat at the side and finished his coffee. “Let’s go. I’ll take you skiing.”

“Don’t I need to prepare anything?” It was Song Fengwan’s first time skiing, and she had no idea what to do.

“I’ve already gotten someone to prepare the clothes and equipment.” Fu Chen took his jacket and walked out. Song Fengwan hurriedly followed him.

Fu Chen came here often, so he had an exclusive changing room, and there were even multiple dressing stalls inside. So when the two of them were changing clothes together, they didn’t feel uncomfortable.

It was Song Fengwan’s first time wearing a ski suit, and it was the kind that was like an overall. It took her a long time to put it on. After taking a good look at herself in the mirror for some time, making sure that she was properly dressed, she walked out.

Only then did she realize that her and Fu Chen’s clothes were of the same design—one black, the other white.

It was like wearing a couple’s outfit.

“Put on the hat and ski goggles. I’ll take you to the back to practice a bit.” Fu Chen already took the ski gear and was walking out.

Song Fengwan followed closely behind him and tugged at her clothes nervously.

After exiting the back door, a cold wind blew and landed on her face. It was fast like a knife and so freezing that it felt like it was cutting her face.

Looking over from afar, she saw a vast expanse of white snow. The clouds in the distant sky were surging, and the gaps between the clouds revealed the sunlight, looking pure and holy.

Deep green cedar trees, heavy snow pressing on branches, everything was beautiful.

“I’ll show you a demonstration first.” Fu Chen had already put on his ski equipment. He held his ski poles and went around the edge, his moves smooth and easy.

With black ski goggles on and his black hair fluttering, he looked valiant and uninhibited.

A minute later, he came back and handed the ski poles to Song Fengwan. “Give it a try.”

Song Fengwan took the ski poles uneasily and followed his posture just now. She first struck a pose…

Fu Chen stood behind her, reached out his hand, and guided her seriously.

“Hold on to this part.”

Although his voice was mixed with the cold wind, it was very close to her.

She subconsciously wanted to shrink to the side, but someone reached out his hand from diagonally behind her and gently held her hand.

“Don’t be so stiff. Relax your wrists.”

Because both of them were wearing thick layers of clothes and the cold wind was raging, it was easy for their voices to break up, so he got closer to her.

“Bend your knees slightly…”

Fu Chen taught her meticulously. Even though they were separated by thick clothes, this feeling was also way too intimate.

If it were anyone else, Song Fengwan would have slapped them long ago.

But Fu Chen was still helping her adjust her posture in a serious manner, looking even more earnest and proper.

Song Fengwan shook her head. What kind of beauty can’t Third Master Fu find? How could he possibly have those kinds of thoughts about me…

He’s definitely not a lecher who would take advantage of others.

“Do what I said and give it a try.” While she was still in deep thought, Fu Chen had already let go of her and stood at the side, looking just like an upright gentleman.

Skiing was similar to learning to skate. Either you were very talented, or else you would inevitably fall, and bumping into things was commonplace.

Song Fengwan fell over and over again and finally could ski a small distance by herself. Fu Chen stood by the side and watched, his heart aching endlessly.

But a certain someone was having a good time and thought that she was skiing well, and she even waved at Fu Chen happily.

It seemed like she already found the joy of skiing. Although she was bumping into things here and there, she looked somewhat okay. But looking at the strength she was putting in, her arms would probably be so sore that she wouldn’t even be able to lift them when she returned to her room tonight.

Fu Chen sighed in relief. She’s really simple-minded.

His lips curled into an inexplicably affectionate smile.

***

At this moment, Duan Linbai had his legs crossed and was making bets with Fu Chen’s subordinates in Fu Chen’s house.

“Come, come, come. Walking by or passing by, don’t miss out on this. Will Third Fu lay his hands on Little Sister Song tonight? Once you place your bet, you can’t change your mind. Come quickly…” He shouted, looking completely unlike a gentleman.

Shi Fang happily went to place a bet. The other people in Fu Chen’s house were also here to have some fun. Moreover, Third Master wasn’t around, so they were more relaxed and gathered around to join in the fun.

Qian Jiang stood at the side with a deep frown and a serious expression.

“Old Jiang, go have some fun.” Shi Fang nudged him. “You look like you’ve suffered a lot and hold some deep grudge. Who owes you money?”

“Qian Jiang, are you placing a bet? Just one yuan is fine.” Duan Linbai waved at him.

Qian Jiang said faintly, “This thing is illegal.”

Duan Linbai was stunned for a second. “What the f*ck! Get lost!”

After cursing, he suddenly coughed twice, and his face turned red. He’ll make me die from anger sooner or later!