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

The electric teapot in the hotel is boiling water, the cold water is heated and transpired, and the grunt is a bit harsh.

Song Fengwan sat obediently and did not dare to look up at Fu Chen at all.

Until the ringtone of the phone cuts through the dullness.

"Third Master, your phone number."

"Whose?" Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, who would call him at this point.

"Signed name: Duan Lang." Song Fengwan stared at the phone, Duan Lang? The brother of the Duan family's young master?

"Help me pick it up." Fu Chen just finished packing the lunch box, his fingers were stained with oil, and he was washing his hands.

Song Feng cleared his throat late, swiped his phone, and turned on the speakerphone by the way. Before she could speak, the person on the other side started screaming...

"Fu San, you are so boring. Where did you go at night? I can't sleep. I ordered a barbecue beer and asked you to chat. Are you not in the room?"

"That..." Song Fengwan said hesitantly, "The third master has something to do, so it's inconvenient to answer the phone."

The other party was stunned for a few seconds, obviously thinking of something, and suddenly smiled, "Sister Song, right?"

Fu Chen's eyes tightened, sister?

This guy is taking advantage of him in disguise, it's itchy.

"I'm Song Fengwan."

"My name is Duan Linbai, Fu San's good friend. We met tonight. Do you have any impression? I am the whitest in the audience."

Song Fengwan chuckled, "Well, remember."

She still remembered what Fu Chen said to him, the one with the white buttocks, which was very impressive.

"It's convenient to leave a phone call or WeChat, we can get in touch in the future."

Fu Chen gritted his teeth. He just winked at her at the Song family's house, but he still wanted her mobile number?

Song Fengwan had a good impression of him, and she was also a friend of Fu Chen, so she was definitely not a bad person. She couldn't refuse when they asked for it, so she told him the phone number, "My WeChat ID is my mobile phone number."

"Okay, since Fu San is with you, then I won't bother, I'll go back to the house and make some skewers."

"But sister, brother reminds you that Fu San still has to be careful. He looks serious, and it's not a thing to be a jerk."

"Meet another day, Brother Duan will take you to the waves, please make a string."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Song Fengwan looked at Fu Chen innocently, someone's face was gloomy, as if he was going to kill and set fire.

She sat down angrily, sliding her phone with her fingers.

A few seconds later, someone added her WeChat.

It is also called [Little White Dragon in the Waves], and his personal signature is: [A Wave in the Waves].

Song Feng laughed lately, no wonder Fu Chen called him [Duan Lang].

It's quite rough.

After adding a friend, Duan Linbai made an expression, she replied, and the two didn't speak any more.

Song Fengwan thought this person was very interesting, so she went to Weibo to search, and intuitively told him that this person was so rude, he must have opened Weibo, unlike Fu Chen who just started playing WeChat.

Sure enough, after searching for Duan Linbai, a related account immediately appeared.

The Weibo nickname is serious, it is [Duan Linbai], the profile is some company directors and so on, and he has more than 60 million fans.

Song Fengwan just clicked on his Weibo, and the top message was:

[Pay attention not to get lost, brother Duan will take you to the high speed. 】

Song Fengwan laughed out loud and silently clicked Follow, this person is too funny.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Chen brought hot water over.

"Your friend is so funny."

"He climbed a tree and fell off when he was a kid."

"Huh?" Song Fengwan looked at his Weibo and laughed.

"I lost my head, it's a little abnormal, so don't listen to or believe his words."

"Well." Song Fengwan focused on Weibo, sweeping away the haze before.

This Duan Lin Bai is simply a treasure boy, eh——

There is a fan base, a support club, she wants to add one...

**

Song Fengwan swiped on Weibo quietly, while Fu Chen was watching, his eyes were full of doting.

Song Fengwan didn't recover until the doorbell rang, "It must be my mother and Uncle Yan coming back."

She patronized Weibo and almost forgot her business.

"I'll open the door." Fu Chen got up and walked out.

Qiao Aiyun and Yan Wangchuan had just recorded their confessions, and because there was surveillance on the side, they came out after a long delay, and the two of them didn't rest. They went back to the hotel to watch Song Fengwan first.

When the door opens...

Qiao Aiyun was stunned, "Fu Chen, why are you here?"

"I heard that something happened, I'll come and take a look." Fu Chen and Yan Wangchuan met eyes, one with a smile in his eyes, the other as cold as frost.

"It's really hard for you to still miss us, come here at night."

"Aunt Yun, come in first, I ordered a meal, and it should be there soon." When they left the police station, Fu Chen received the news, and naturally he could prepare in advance.

"How embarrassing this is, it's too much trouble for you." Although Qiao Aiyun was smiling, her face was exhausted.

"Mom, what's the matter? Are you alright?" Song Fengwan pulled her slippers out.

"nothing."

"Uncle Yan, come in too." Song Fengwan greeted Yan Wangchuan to enter.

**

The four of them sat around the coffee table, the small sofa for two, Qiao Aiyun and Song Feng sat next to each other, and Fu Chen and Yan Wangchuan sat next to each other.

"Hello, I'm Fu Chen." Fu Chen stretched out his hand and greeted him first.

"Yan Wangchuan." He reached out and held it.

"I've admired the name for a long time." Fu Chen did hear about him, but he didn't have the chance to see him. "It's the first time we met."

"It's not the first time." Yan Wangchuan squinted coldly.

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

"We're on a plane, and I'm sitting behind you."

"Well, it's such a coincidence." Qiao Aiyun didn't seem to notice the undercurrent between the two, and said with a smile that they were destined.

However, Fu Chen clearly felt that Yan Wangchuan was holding his hand, and his strength increased, as if warning, he lowered his voice, "I heard everything you and your friend said on the plane."

Yan Wangchuan had no intention of eavesdropping, but he looked very similar to Elder Fu, and the people accompanying him called him Third Master.

Guessing his identity, he went to Song's house again. At this moment, he appeared in Song Feng's evening room. All kinds of connections were made.

Fu Chen smiled without saying a word.

He seems to...

been threatened.

For the first time in my life, this feeling...

Pretty fresh.

Third Master, you are finished, you are exposed, haha...

Senior Brother Yan is really ruthless and seldom said, and he caught the third master's braid the first time they met.

Third Master, what should you do, the visitor is not good.

[PS last sentence: Brother Duan, you are really a wave~]

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Today's update is over, thank you for your support and encouragement to the beginning of the month this week, what about the group~

Wooden ah--

I'm still terrified waiting for the result, haha~