Song Fengwan was dumbfounded by Fu Chenâs sudden confession and walked out of the bathroom in a daze.
âWanwan, why were you so slow? Quick, come and sit down.â Old Madam Fu called her over to sit down. At this moment, at the six-person rectangular table, the only remaining seat was beside Fu Chen, so she could only sit beside him.
He told me not to feel burdened, but how can I remain indifferent?
âWanwan, your face is very redâ¦â Qiao Xiyan furrowed his brows.
âIâm fine.â Song Fengwan lowered her head and ate.
âYouâll be traveling in a car later. Eat more.â Old Madam Fu kept putting food into her bowl.
âThank you, Grandma Fu.â
âThird Son, howâs Huai Shengâs school enrollment coming along?â
âHeâll be able to attend school in two days. Heâll study with a class in school first, and then Iâll find him a tutor later.â Huai Sheng had missed his preschool education and definitely had to make up for it.
The six of them were sitting around the table and eating. Seeing so many people around her, Old Madam Fu was happy and talkative. When they almost finished eating, she even continued talking to Qiao Xiyanâ¦
Song Fengwan had something on her mind and didnât have much of an appetite. After eating a few mouthfuls, she secretly took out her phone and played with it.
âWanwan, when you go back, take your exams properly and strive for good results.â Old Madam Fu smiled.
Song Fengwan looked up and smiled at Old Madam Fu before hurriedly stuffing her phone back into her pocket.?But your son keeps harassing me. How am I supposed to take the exams properly?
Suddenly, just as she pulled out her hand from her pocket, she felt a warm palm wrapping it. The hand was exerting a bit of force and holding her hand tightly.
Song Fengwan was shocked, and her heart was in her throat. Her breathing stopped, and she couldnât even hear Old Madam Fuâs reminders to her clearly.
She was embarrassed and in distress, but she couldnât do anything about it.
Fu Chenâs fingers gently slid through the gaps between her fingers, rubbing against her palm, making her heart so ticklish that it was becoming numb.
He then held her hand tightly.
âYes, weâll be waiting for your good results,â Fu Chen said with a straight face, following Old Madam Fuâs words.
Song Fengwan was a little exasperated, but she couldnât do anything about Fu Chen.
âThird Son, donât just talk about Wanwan. What about you? Donât forget what you promised me.â
âI didnât forget.â Fu Chen smiled.
âItâs an extremely important part of your life. You have to put more care into it. Donât always keep a stern and expressionless face toward young ladies. How are you going to get a wife like this?â
Fu Chenâs marriage was Old Madam Fuâs sore spot. Every time she mentioned this matter, she would definitely sigh.
âAlright, letâs eat.â Old Master Fu put some food on her plate. âDonât always mention this every time you meet him. Heâll get annoyed.â
âWho do you think he resembles? You werenât like this when you were young. Heâs just so taciturn when it comes to relationships.â Old Madam Fu slightly disliked this side of him.
âHe didnât learn the good things and just had to learn to be like his eldest brother. But Eldest Son got married at twenty-four. Heâs not as worrisome as him.
âYou believe in Buddhism and eat vegetarian all the time. Many people think that youâre going to become a monk.â
Fu Chenâs expression remained unchanged. âIf you want to rush someone into marriage, isnât there someone older than me in our family?â
âYou mean your eldest brotherâs son, that brat?â Once Old Madam Fu mentioned him, she was furious but had nowhere to vent her anger. âThat bastard said he was going overseas to discuss business. Itâs already been a few months, but heâs still not back yet.
âItâs almost the new year. He knows that itâs the peak season for blind dates, so he went overseas to hide,â Fu Chen said slowly.
âIf I had known earlier, I wouldnât have let him go. He only knows how to fool me.â
Song Fengwan was impressed with Third Masterâs ability to change the topic.
In the Fu family, the only one still unmarried and older than him was the eldest grandson.
Iâve never seen anyone scheme against their own nephew like this. Is he really his biological uncle?
Old Master Fu reached out to pour a glass of water for his wife and glanced at Fu Chen from the corner of his eye.?Did that kid offend him again?
Suddenly using him as a shield?
âThat kid is too much. Heâs not at home all day and only knows how to work. Why does he even need to make so much money? Heâs even more rigid than Third Son. These two were together all day since they were young. They didnât learn anything good, but their nasty tempers are exactly the same. Theyâre both blockheads!â
When Old Madam Fu thought of these fellows, she was extremely angry.
Song Fengwan moved her fingers slightly, but Fu Chen tightened his grip even more.
If Old Madam Fu knew that this son of hers she just called a blockhead was actually teasing a young lady in front of her, her jaw would probably drop.
Song Fengwan felt aggrieved.?How does your son not know how to date? How is he a blockhead? Heâs clearly an expert at flirting!
Just as she was scolding him in her mind, he rubbed his fingers gently against her palm. His touch was light one moment and heavy the next. Every inch of his fingers was moving toward her softest and most sensitive places, making her feel as though there were a hundred claws scratching at her heart.
It was ambiguous and ticklish.
Song Fengwan was exasperated.?Heâs old and shameless.
Even if he confessed just now, I didnât agree to it. How can he just touch me like this?
Iâve really never seen anyone like this before.
Song Fengwan decided to turn it around and scratched his palm as hard as she could, wishing that she could scratch him to death.
Fu Chen laughed softly. When no one was paying attention, he leaned over. âWanwan, donât be mischievous. If you want to scratch, do it later when thereâs no one around.â
His voice was doting and warm and had a hint of heat, making Song Fengwan feel embarrassed instead.
When was I being mischievous? Who wants to be alone with you? This person is reallyâ¦
Blushing, she pulled her hand back and lowered her head to take a few more bites of food to hide her embarrassment and helplessness.
Fu Chen chuckled softly. His palm was slightly red from her scratches.
The others naturally didnât notice what the two of them had done.
Meanwhile, Huai Sheng was secretly observing them while gnawing on a chicken drumstick.
He felt that their relationship seemed to be different ever since they kissed in the kitchen last night, but he couldnât tell what was different.
Forget it. I better eat more meat. This way, Iâll have the strength to confess my sins to Buddha when I get home.
***
In Yunchengâ¦
Qiao Aiyun was having lunch at a restaurant outside, and the person sitting opposite her wasâ
Yan Wangchuan.
Actually, when he appeared at the Song family residence that day, Qiao Aiyun already knew what he meant. She wasnât a fifteen-year-old girl, and she wasnât naive and ignorant of the world.
But she had yet to break off her relationship with Song Jingren completely. She was also hurting in her heart, so how could she accept someone else so easily?
Even if she promised Yan Wangchuan something now, it would be unfair to him.
Thankfully, other than helping her settle some things, Yan Wangchuan didnât mention anything else. After the filiation banquet, he had only stayed in Yuncheng for four days before leaving.
The two of them would occasionally contact each other. Knowing that he was coming over to discuss business, Qiao Aiyun naturally had to treat him to a meal.
âSong Jingren still isnât willing to stop?â Yan Wangchuan was interested in her. His feelings for her had lasted for more than twenty years, and he had been silently watching over her for more than twenty years, so he wasnât in a hurry at all.
âYes. A few days ago, he even said that he wanted to compete for custody with me.â At the mention of this, Qiao Aiyunâs eyes turned red from anger. âHeâs simply shameless. He still has the nerve to mention Wanwan to me?â
She usually had no one to confide in, so she had been suppressing these matters in her heart. But seeing Yan Wangchuan, she just couldnât hold them in.
âIâve already compromised and given in, and I just want to end this matter as soon as possible. Yet he keeps pushing his luck. He thinks Iâm easy to bully. Itâs not that I care about that bit of assets. I just donât want to see their scheme succeed and let this bastard get away with it for nothing!â
âOkay.â Yan Wangchuan handed her a handkerchief.
âWanwan will be back soon. Iâm afraid this shameless thing is going to start acting up again. If he dares to affect Wanwanâs exam, I will fight it out with him with my life.â
âWhen is Wanwanâs exam?â
âIn four days.â
âThen Iâll leave four days later.â Yan Wangchuan held the cup in front of him. âIâll take care of Wanwanâs side for you.â
âSenior Brotherâ¦â Qiao Aiyun was grateful.
âSince you call me Senior Brother, then donât say anything else. If you need any help, my phone will be on around the clock. You can look for me anytime.â
Yan Wangchuan wanted to intervene and help, but Qiao Aiyun was a strong-minded and independent person. Divorce was a private sore spot for any woman. If she hadnât requested it, he wouldnât have taken the initiative to interfere.
Moreover, if he interfered too much, Song Jingren might take advantage of it to falsely accuse her and say that she had cheated on him first. While she was still settling her divorce, he would maintain a distance from her.
But if Song Jingren went overboard, he naturally wouldnât sit back and do nothing.
Qiao Aiyun nodded. âItâs all thanks to you and Fu Chen for helping us during this time. Otherwise, I wouldnât know what to do if it was just me and Wanwan alone.
âMy brother hasnât stepped out of the house recently, so he doesnât know that such a big thing happened to me. Otherwise, with his temperâ¦â Qiao Aiyun sighed.
âIâm planning to let Wanwan take the exam for the art school in Suzhou later. After the college entrance exam is over, Iâll bring her out of here for good.â
Yan Wangchuan took a sip of water. âAiyunâ¦â
âYeah?â
âActually, Fu Chenâ¦â Yan Wangchuan thought about his first encounter with Fu Chen. The experienced, slick, calm, and reserved self that Fu Chen had shown somehow always made him feel uneasy.
Furthermore, Song Fengwan was still young. If she got together with him, in terms of wisdom and experience, she probably wouldnât be a match for Fu Chen.
He was worried that Song Fengwan would be at a disadvantage.
âWhatâs the matter?â Qiao Aiyun was puzzled.
âHeâs not simple, and heâs a businessman. He wouldnât help you without gaining any benefits, so you have to be more careful about him.â
***
On the other sideâ¦
Fu Chen watched as Shi Fang helped Song Fengwan carry her luggage. Uncle Nian even prepared some snacks for her to eat along the way. Seeing this, he felt uncomfortable and upset.
All of a sudden, he sneezed.
âThird Master, itâs cold outside. Why donât you go in first?â Shi Fang thought he had caught a cold.
âIâm fine.â Fu Chen waved his hand. He had no idea that his ally, who was originally on the same side as him, had secretly stabbed him in the back.