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

When Fu Chen and Yan Wangchuan met for the first time, they were caught with pigtails, and only then did they take a serious look at him.

From the moment we met to now, there was not a trace of blue in his eyes.

The suit is decent, the white shirt buttoned meticulously to the neckline, capable and shrewd, the gray suit, the shirt is open, no tie, less serious.

The expression is scarce and extremely cold.

Low-key and restrained, there is no businessman's snobbery, but a faint and elegant literati temperament.

When he looked at Fu Chen, his eyes were sharp, like a falcon.

Fu Chen checked the Qiao family, and there is no such person as Yan Wangchuan among the close personal relationships. If he knew, he would have been prepared.

Soon Shifang knocked on the door and brought the packaged food, but Qiao Aiyun had no appetite, Yan Wangchuan looked at her, and did not move her chopsticks from beginning to end.

"Senior brother, thank you for tonight's matter." Qiao Aiyun opened her mouth hesitantly, and she was always unable to face him calmly when he saw such a troubled scene.

"I've been in Yuncheng recently. You rest. You can call me if you have something. The phone number has not changed." Yan Wangchuan didn't stay any longer, and got up to leave.

"Uncle Yan, I'll take you off." Song Fengwan got up.

"Don't give it away, I just happen to be leaving, with him." Fu Chen stood up leisurely, there was an undercurrent surging just now, whether it was an enemy or a friend, he had to try it out.

**

Inside Yuncheng Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine

When Song Jingren was brought in, even the doctors and nurses were taken aback.

His face was bloody and he could barely see his facial features. His clothes were covered in dust and blood, and he was embarrassed. There were several policemen in uniform behind him.

"Doctor, save him, save my dad..." Jiang Fengya followed her all the way, and the tears didn't stop.

"I know, don't cry." Because she was wearing a dress and covered in pearls, the nurse couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Stop crying." Song Jingren was already in terrible pain, and was upset by her crying, "I'm not dead yet!"

Jiang Fengya stopped crying and took a deep breath.

"Xiao Zhang." Song Jingren was put on a stretcher and greeted Secretary Zhang over.

"Mr. Song, what are your orders?"

"Check it out for me..." He said his heart and lungs hurt like needles, "Check that man."

Yan Wangchuan, how could he have anything to do with the Qiao family.

He heard that the name was Lao Qiao's apprentice, but he had never heard Qiao Aiyun mention this person.

He has seen several of Qiao Lao's apprentices, except Qiao Aiyun's own brother, all of them are lunatic from ordinary families, who are devoted to carving stone and jade.

Ruining jade ruins his life and playing with stone for three generations.

Some of them do not marry and have children in their entire lives, and they are devoted to jade. Some even live in a small house with two bedrooms and one living room, but they are willing to spend hundreds of thousands to buy jade wool.

The senior brothers in the Qiao family all carried the inherent pride of craftsmen and looked down on Song Jingren.

Including the eldest brother-in-law of the Qiao family, all five apprentices Song Jingren have met, but this one is Yan Wangchuan.

Where did it come from!

The Yan family in Nanjiang represents the wealth of jewelry.

If he knew that her family had such a relationship with the Yan family, how could he...

**

the other side

Fu Chen and Yan Wangchuan did not go back to the hotel separately, but found a nearby 24-hour cafe to sit down.

There were no greetings, and the atmosphere was terribly cold.

Shifang squatted not far away, stunned.

"I'm going. In the middle of the night, two big men didn't sleep and ran to the cafe to look at each other? Why didn't they talk? This is going to suffocate me."

"They've been watching each other for more than ten minutes. If you don't know, they think they're in love with each other."

Sitting across from him was Yan Wangchuan's secretary, who was drinking a cup of mocha with his head down. He almost spit out his coffee when he heard what he said.

"Could these two be prepared to sit like this all night?"

It was Fu Chen who spoke first, "Mr. Yan, you know everything about me, and I won't be around the corner. What do you want?"

"Stay away from Wanwan." Yan Wangchuan's voice was completely different from Fu Chen's. One was making tea from melting snow, and the spring breeze was blowing through his ears.

Fu Chen smiled and went straight in, direct enough.

"What's the reason?"

"Waiwan is in the third year of high school, and puppy love affects her studies."

"I can wait."

"Your living environment is complicated, and you will be injured in the evening."

"I will protect her."

"You are old!"

As soon as Yan Wangchuan said these words, it was like a sharp sword piercing his heart, and Fu Chen smiled lightly, "Nowadays, there are not a few people who are married with a difference of ten or twenty years. Besides, she and I are only nine years apart, but Mr. Yan..."

"You have traveled thousands of miles to come here from Nanjiang, even to hurt people for Aunt Yun's sake. With your identity, the impact is so bad that I don't need to say more, what are you doing?"

Yan Wangchuan raised his eyebrows to look at him, his eyes were cold.

"You..." Fu Chen took a sip of coffee, "I like Aunt Yun."

Not a question, but a certainty.

"Mr. Yan, our original intention is to hope that their mother and daughter are good, and they should not become enemies."

Yan Wangchuan rubbed the coffee cup with his fingers, his expression was pale and cold, "It's really as expected of the Fu family, who was caught with a pigtail, not scared and not afraid, and tried to unite with me?"

"We have the same goal, why not."

Fu Chen smiled and said, "According to the current situation, we can completely help each other, what do you think?"

Yan Wangchuan looked at Fu Chen and came up with a 12-word evaluation:

Young and mature, with deep scheming...

Cunning and cunning.

Even if we cooperate, we still have to guard against it.

In fact, the united front is pretty good, haha~

Uncle Yan, you will not suffer in cooperation with the third master.

Yan Wangchuan: The old trickster is very cunning and has to be guarded.

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