After dinnerâ¦
Song Fengwan went to the art studio room. Duan Linbai was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching a soccer match, while Fu Chen was sitting at the side reading documents. He reached out his hand and adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses, looking refined and scholarly.
Duan Linbai glanced at him.?Heâs not even near-sighted. Why is he wearing glasses? Is he pretending to be some refined scum?
âF*ck, is there something wrong with this personâs brain?! Why is he not cooperating?!â Duan Linbai was agitated. He supported the neck brace on his neck with one hand and pointed at the screen with the other. He was so agitated that his saliva flew everywhere.
Fu Chen was used to it and ignored him.
âIf I become a professional player, Iâll definitely play better than him.â
âImpossible.â Fu Chen lifted his eyelids, his expression calm.
âHow is it impossible? With my skillsâ¦â
âYouâre not tall enough.â
Duan Linbai gritted his teeth in anger. Just as he was about to have a debate with Fu Chen, his phone rang. It was his father calling.
He immediately cleared his throat and sat up straight. âHey, Dad.â
His voice was extremely fawning.
âYouâll be on a business trip for a few more days? When are you coming back?â Fu Chen had helped hide the fact that Duan Linbai had been beaten up and simply said that he was on a business trip, so he wasnât in Beijing currently.
Duan Linbaiâs father might not necessarily believe what he said, but he wouldnât doubt Fu Chenâs words. So after the incident, Duan Linbaiâs assistant immediately called Fu Chen to ask for his help.
âMaybe a while more. Do you need something?â
âYour Grandma Fu is thinking about you and says that she has a few good ladies to introduce to you. When are you coming back? Iâll arrange it for you.â
Duan Linbai was dumbfounded. âDad, Iâm still young. I think thereâs no rushâ¦â
âHow are you young? When I was your age, you were already in kindergarten! Just because a few young ladies on the internet call you darling, now you really think that youâre a baby?â
âDad, I didnâtâ¦â Duan Linbai supported his neck. He couldnât let himself get too agitated.
âLook, even Fu Xinhan knows how to play with little female dogs when he goes outsideâ¦â
Duan Linbai was stunned.?How is Fu Xinhan involved in this?
âDonât wait until he has a son, but youâre still single. Even the dog has a girlfriend. Arenât you ashamed?â
My dear dad, how can you put these two things together?
âI went to your Uncle Huangâs place for a drink a few days ago.â
âWhatâs wrong? Is his son married?â Duan Linbai snorted.
âHe already has a second child. It was the childâs one-month birthday celebration!â
Duan Linbai coughed twice.
âI just hope that when your mother and I are old and no longer around, you can still have a companion. I donât want you to be aloneâ¦â
Duan Linbai lowered his head.?Great, heâs starting the gentle tactics again.
âIf you canât find a girlfriend, you have to reflect on yourself. Is it because your standards are too high? Donât always be picky about others. You have to look at yourself firstâ¦â
What the f*ck??Duan Linbai leaned against the sofa limply.?You can urge me to get married without using personal attacksâ¦
He hung up the phone and looked at Fu Chen weakly. âFu Chen, just how free is your mother for her to be arranging blind dates for me?â
âEveryone knows that my mother dotes on you.â Fu Chen smiled.
âNo way. I have to pack up and leave the capital to seek refuge. This is too terrifying.â
Duan Linbaiâs parents were only childs, and so was he. Both sides of his family were urging him, and now Old Madam Fu was putting her hand into this as well. His life was getting increasingly difficult.
âWhere are you going? Itâs snowing outside. Iâll get someone to send you.â
âIâm heading north. The temperature in the country has been dropping recently, and itâs even colder in the south.â
Fu Chen nodded. Before Duan Linbai left, he gave him a present.
âThird Fu, weâre already so familiar with each other. Why are you so polite, giving me a gift?â Duan Linbai held the gift box and didnât let go.
âCall me if you need anything.â Fu Chen couldnât wait for him to leave and didnât ask him to stay.
Duan Linbai escaped in a hurry. After getting into the car, he opened Fu Chenâs giftâ¦
There were two long woolen pants with the words, âA must for winter, added wool to keep warmâ.
Duan Linbai picked up the long woolen pants.?Why is it not business black but beige and pink instead? Am I that flamboyant in his mind?
***
When Song Fengwan woke up the next day, Duan Linbai was already nowhere to be seen. When she asked why, Fu Chen only said that he had something to do and had to go somewhere far.
She muttered in her head.?Heâs already so injured, yet he still went out. Heâs really strong.
After breakfast, she rushed to the atelier. At this time, it was already the last spurt for the preparations for the art examination. There was a limit to what any teacher could teach, so everyone was basically busy with their own things, and they only came to the atelier for the learning atmosphere.
At around ten, Gao Xue hurriedly walked into the classroom.
âSong Fengwan, come out with me for a bit.â The look in her eyes was very strange.
Song Fengwan put down her pencil and wiped her hands while walking out. âMs. Gao?â
âSomeone is looking for you. Come with me.â Gao Xue led her to the staff room.
After pushing the door open and entering, she saw a middle-aged woman sitting inside. She was wearing glasses, and her hair was tied up in a bun without a single strand of hair out of place. She looked meticulous, sharp, and neat. When she looked at her, her gaze was obviously hostile.
But I donât know this person at all.
âAre you Song Fengwan? I am Xu Jingchengâs mother.â The woman stood up first.
Song Fengwanâs expression was calm as she obediently called out, âAuntie.â
But her heart wasnât calm at all.?She probably isnât here with good intentions.
***
Fu Chen was on his way to the old residence at this moment. Song Fengwan settled her own lunch, and he had to go to the old residence for lunch and accompany Old Madam Fu to watch an opera in the afternoon.
His phone vibrated. It was Qian Jiang calling.
âThird Master, Xu Jingchengâs mother came to the atelier, and sheâs talking to Miss Song right now.â
âKeep an eye on her first.â
âI saw Cheng Lan outside the atelier just now.â
Fu Chen smiled.?I already felt something was amiss when the fact that Xu Jingcheng liked Song Fengwan suddenly came out. Seems like someone still hasnât given up yet.
Thereâs no wind, yet she still wants to stir up waves.