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

Yuncheng Song Family

Song Fengwan came home from the studio at 10:30 in the evening. Song Jingren went out to socialize and hadn't returned, so the home seemed extraordinarily quiet and empty.

"Miss, you're back, there's still soup in the kitchen, I'll serve you a bowl." The woman who spoke was in her forties, and everyone called her Aunt Liang. She had been helping at the Song family since Song Fengwan could remember.

"Thank you, Aunt Liang." Since Song Fengwan entered the third year of high school, she had to stay up until one or two o'clock every day before going to bed. Qiao Aiyun was afraid that her body would not be able to bear it, so she asked people to make soup for her every day.

There are so many geniuses in this world, but others work harder than you.

Aunt Liang put the white thick and fragrant fish soup in front of her and glanced at her coat again.

After all, she has lived for such an old age, and at a glance, she can see that the workmanship of this dress is extraordinary, and the most important thing is that it is still a man's dress.

"By the way, Aunt Liang...you help me take this coat outside for dry cleaning tomorrow." Song Fengwan said.

"Okay." She nodded with a smile, and didn't ask much.

When Song Feng's evening soup was about to finish, Song Jingren just came back from the dinner and crashed into the house with the help of his secretary. He was drunk and squinted at the living room, "Is it just over?"

His body was sluggish, his steps were staggered, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he had obviously drank a lot of alcohol. The Song Corporation was considered to be one of the leading enterprises in Yuncheng. No one dared to drink Song Jingren at the wine table. How could he be? Drink like this?

"Yeah." Ever since the incident of Jiang Fengya, the relationship between the father and daughter has been tepid, and they have been very polite.

"Mr. Song, then I'll go first." The secretary helped Song Jingren to the sofa, turned her head and gave Song Fengwan a wink before turning to leave.

"Uncle Zhang, I'll take you off." Song Fengwan immediately understood.

The two walked to the yard before Secretary Zhang spoke.

"Miss, I know that a lot of things have happened at home recently, and you are not happy. In fact, President Song has also had a lot of troubles recently. Something went wrong with the company's biggest project this year, and it's like this at home..." Secretary Zhang said. Very euphemistically, "please comfort him if you're fine."

Song Fengwan listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

She knew very well that the company's project was not the root cause, and the most important thing was the Fu family.

Song Jingren may have thought that it doesn't matter who she and Jiang Fengya marry into the Fu family, they are her daughters anyway, but they didn't expect the Fu family to be so disgusted by Jiang Fengya that they let the third master Fu come to the door in person.

If he forcibly matched Jiang Fengya and Fu Yuxiu, he would not be able to marry or become in-laws, and he would offend the Fu family. How could he not worry.

"Miss Jiang's identity is as difficult as entering the Fu family. President Song has less contact with her recently. Don't think too much. Studying hard is the most important thing." Secretary Zhang has been following Song Jingren. His usual movements are clearer than anyone else.

Secretary Zhang's meaning is very clear. In order to be concerned about the Fu family, Song Jingren did not dare to contact Jiang Fengya too much. At least for the time being, this woman can't make any troubles, so let her relax.

"Thank you Uncle Zhang." Song Fengwan smiled and sent him to the door before turning around.

**

When Song Feng returned to the living room late, Song Jingren was drinking honey water, his face flushed, and his tie was slack around his neck.

She greeted him and went straight upstairs.

Although Song Jingren was drunk, he was still conscious. If this were the case before, Song Fengwan would have directly accused him of drinking too much alcohol, but now he is so indifferent.

He smiled miserably and swallowed the remaining half glass of water.

When Song Fengwan returned to the bedroom, he put down his schoolbag, turned around and went to the closet to look for pajamas. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black dress and was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly I remembered my first time at the bar many days ago...

She drank a lot that day and couldn't remember many things. When she woke up in the morning, she was already at home.

Because Jiang Fengya officially came to the door the next day, she didn't recall the events of that night carefully, but now she suddenly thought that only one sentence suddenly popped out of her mind.

[Slept with the third master of the Fu family]

Song Fengwan's pupils suddenly dilated, my mother, did she say such a thing?

dying.

She tore the skirt off the hanger, crumpled it into a ball, stuffed it into the innermost part of the closet, tugged on her pajamas and ran to the bathroom.

She took off her clothes and turned on the shower. The steam was warm and smoky, and the whole bathroom was steaming in a fog, and her thoughts were slowly pulled back to the day she was drunk...

**

That day was the fifth day that Fu Yuxiu and her proposed to terminate the engagement, and it was also the day she learned that Fu Yuxiu had another new love, and on the same day, she knew that the person named Jiang Fengya was actually her half-sister.

Just like the plot of a dog-blood TV series, Song Fengwan was stunned.

At that moment, she suddenly felt like the whole world was on the verge of collapsing. She has always been well-behaved and restrained, never going out or going to bars or nightclubs, but she really wanted to indulge herself once that day, and at the instigation of a friend, she deliberately bought a mature suit. Small black dress, went to the bar for the first time.

Fu Yuxiu's matter is second, although the two are engaged, their relationship is normal.

However, the appearance of Jiang Fengya may disintegrate her family. In her heart, Song Jingren has always been a loving father, but now his image has collapsed, and her entire family is in jeopardy, how could she not be in a hurry.

In the bar, the lights are flickering, and the sound and color are dog and horse. It is a completely different world of bliss than the outside world. The deafening music, every drum beat, makes the cells of the whole body jump with it.

Song Fengwan actually regretted stepping into this place.

"Let's go over there." Some of the people who came with her were regulars here, so when they came in, no one verified Song Fengwan's identity.

"I told you, have a good time here tonight, I promise you can forget everything outside."

"That's right, don't think about it tonight."

Song Feng smiled bitterly, it was too late for her to go back now.

In the corner on the other side, there were several men in black guarding the outside of the table, and there were only two people sitting on the table inside.

"Fu San, you want to practice it for me, arrange for me to come to the bar, but don't let me drink?" The man who bowed his head and complained held a glass of ice lemonade.

"I believe in Buddhism and can't drink alcohol."

The man snorted coldly, "You are fooling me with this set, why don't you give up all the meat and fishy stuff."

Fu Chen lowered his head and rubbed the Buddha beads in his hands, but didn't say a word.

"Fu San, you said you're already old, or I'll find a few later..." The man posted it, "I'll give you some meat?"

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, "Drink more, I'll take you on the road tomorrow."

"Damn, can you talk? I'm going on a trip, so don't be a crow." The man complained with a smile, not paying attention to his vicious tongue, suddenly lowered his head and pointed not far away, "Ah, that How's it going? The one in the black dress looks so tender."

Fu Chen glanced in the direction of his fingers.

how is she?

His ex... niece-in-law.

Hehe... It's about to be the first time the two meet

There are wood you are very excited.

By the way, third master, your friend is right, why don't you give up all the meat and fishy foods.

Third Master: You manage too much...

I:……