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

A snow field in the west

Fu Chen went out for skiing early in the morning. When he came back, it was almost noon. He had just unloaded his equipment and was wearing a black jacket. His wet black hair made him extremely cold.

Wrapped in the cold wind, he strode into the room, arrogant and uninhibited.

"Third Master, something happened." Shifang had been guarding the hotel entrance for an hour, desperate.

"What?" Fu Chen walked straight to the elevator.

"The media broke out that Young Master Yuxiu and Jiang Fengya were dating, and they said that she was suspected of being pregnant. Song Jingren wanted to give her a real identity, and three days later, they would hold a marriage recognition dinner at Song's house in Yuncheng." Shi Fangyan was concise and comprehensive.

"Well." Fu Chen's expression was as usual, and he didn't seem surprised.

"This is not divorced, Song Jingren is completely shameless. Cheng Lan is really vicious enough to come up with this trick."

"Guess."

Shifang was a little surprised, "Since you can guess what she's going to do? Why don't you stop it?"

"Song Jingren is a late father after all. Although Aunt Yun is strong, she thinks of her old love and can't be ruthless."

"Divorce is a family matter after all. It is not easy for outsiders to intervene, and it is inconvenient for me to take action."

"Jiang Fengya happens to be a catalyst."

Fu Chen's tone was neither impatient nor impatient, as if the development of the situation was within his control.

Shifang felt a chill in his heart. Who the hell is scheming against whom?

Really the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry.

After someone slandered, he snorted again, he is not a eunuch.

"By the way, Master Yuxiu's side..."

After Fu Chen returned to the room, he didn't rush to take off his clothes, but took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Shifang thought that he had called Song Fengwan to send warmth again, and was about to leave the room when he heard Fu Chen shout, "Second sister-in-law."

His heart skipped a beat.

The third master of his family is about to start acting as a demon.

"...Nothing, just congratulations on seeing the news, you may be a grandma."

The ten directions are cold.

My mother, the second lady is famous for being so powerful, isn't the third master doing things deliberately.

Originally, the second master and the second lady should have come back long ago. There were some problems in the foreign business. It is estimated that Jiang Fengya did not take Jiang Fengya to heart at all, so he did not rush back.

As soon as this matter is troubled, even if there is a big thing, you have to go back.

In terms of black belly, the third master of his family is at the level of a super god, who can play every step of the way?

**

At this moment, the atmosphere in Yunjin's capital is also bleak.

Song Fengwan also saw the news, and it was such a big mess.

The famous lady who was abandoned by her husband, and the young lady whose marriage was repented by her fiance, the two have become the talk of others after dinner.

Many people envy Jiang Fengya and say that she has a good life.

Some people say that Qiao Aiyun is the junior who intervenes in other people's marriages based on her age, and recognizing her relatives is just to bring everything back to the original point.

Some people even picked up the video of Qiao Aiyun fanning Jiang Fengya at the entrance of No. 2 Middle School. Only a short clip was taken. Qiao Aiyun immediately became synonymous with bullying and vicious heart.

There is a lot of abuse on the Internet.

It was obviously a premeditated plan to stink their mother and daughter and wash Baijiang's elegance.

Qiao Aiyun thought she would feel hysterical, but when the situation developed to this point, she was actually very calm.

Song Fengwan squatted halfway, leaning against the sofa, reaching out and kneading a piece of soft flesh on the back of Fu Xinhan's neck.

"Late night..." Qiao Aiyun pondered for a long time before she spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Let's get a divorce." Song Fengwan lowered her head, her eyes reddened.

"Late night." The more sensible she was, the more uncomfortable Qiao Aiyun became.

"Mom." Song Fengwan raised her head and smiled at her, "Can I live with you after the divorce?"

She was laughing, but tears kept rolling in her eyes.

Qiao Aiyun's heart was sour, and tears came out of her eyes instantly, "Okay."

Song Fengwan walked over and hugged her, "Even without him, you still have me, three days later..."

"I'll accompany you back."

Qiao Aiyun's body was stiff. There must be a fierce battle when she goes back this time. She has to tear her face. In her heart, Song Fengwan is always a child. These things are too dirty, and she doesn't want her to participate.

"The exam is coming soon. I can handle these matters myself, so don't..."

"You didn't ask my cousin to come here, I..." Song Fengwan said this, her tears couldn't help falling.

"...I'm afraid that you will go back alone and be bullied"

Her voice was hoarse, with a hint of crying.

Uncle Nian stood on one side and sighed silently. Some men are just dissatisfied.

the other side

Fu Chen's phone kept vibrating, and all the information he received came from Qianjiang.

[Miss Song's eyes are red and red, and she is about to cry. 】

[Miss Song begins to cry. 】

[She cried badly, tears kept coming. 】

Half an hour later, another message...

[Ms. Qiao and Miss Song hugged and cried. 】

Fu Chen looked at the phone coldly.

Shifang tiptoed glanced.

Damn, Qianjiang, this idiot, can't you be more euphemistic, Miss Song is crying, the third master is not feeling well, you are doing live broadcasts.

At this moment, the door was kicked open, someone jumped in excitedly, raised his mobile phone and looked at Fu Chen, "Fu San, the little white flower your second nephew liked is pregnant? You're going to be a grandfather!"

Fu Chen gave him a sideways look, "Shifang, throw him out to me."

Someone is confused, not happy to be a grandfather?

**

Yuncheng Airport in three days

Today's family recognition dinner was held, and everyone felt that Qiao Aiyun and Song Fengwan would definitely come over. There were reporters guarding the airport, the station, and even the express toll booth.

However, the two got off the plane and walked through the business VIP channel, avoiding everyone.

Seeing that winter is coming, and it's not even six o'clock, the sky is as thick as ink dyed, it's a good show...

Coming soon.

The second shift is coming... The scumbag will start to be abused soon. Youmu is looking forward to it and is very excited.

By the way, Qianjiang, do you want to be so rigid and serious when reporting your work?

Unknown male partner: Are you not happy to be Mao's grandfather? If someone calls Laozi Grandpa, I can fly to the sky with joy.

Third Master: No promise.

Me: You will be called grandpa or third master when you are less than thirty. What do you think?

Third Master: Shifang, throw people out to me, it will be an eyesore.

I:……