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Qiao Aiyun helped pack Song Fengwanâs luggage and belongings before the group took two cars and drove to the airport.
Fu Chen drove Song Fengwan and followed behind. The two of them didnât speak much along the way, and the atmosphere was slightly depressing.
Song Fengwan had drunk some alcohol at the old Fu residence in the afternoon, and her face was flushed. She lowered her head to look at her phone one moment and then glanced sideways at Fu Chen the next. She wanted to say something but kept hesitating.
The sun was just right today. It shone through the dark car windows and complemented everything in the car to look soft and gentle. At a red light intersection, just as Fu Chen stopped the car, Song Fengwan reached out and grabbed his hand.
âWhen you get back, send me messages and call me often.â Fu Chen reached out to stroke her brow bone.
He couldnât bear to part with her.
He wished he could go back with her.
âOkay.â Song Fengwan nodded.
âDonât study too hard. I will visit you frequently.â
âI know.â
Perhaps because they were about to separate, there were a lot of things they wanted to say, but there was no way to talk about them either. The atmosphere was so low that it was a little stifling.
When they reached the airport parking lot, Song Fengwan was looking down at her WeChat Moments when she suddenly heard Fu Chen say in a low voice, âWanwan.â
He still couldnât bear to part with her.
The two chatted in the car for a few minutes. When it was about time, Fu Chen said in a low voice, âLetâs get out of the car. Iâll send you in.â
***
Fu Chen sent Song Fengwanâs group of three to the airport. There were people around, so he behaved quite restrainedly.
âYou can just send us here. Fu Chen, thank you so much. Come to Yuncheng often if you have time.â Qiao Aiyun was appreciative and grateful toward him. When she spoke to him, even her voice was much gentler.
âOkay.â
âYouâve been taking care of Wanwan for so long, but I havenât managed to thank you properly yet.â Qiao Aiyun felt that she owed Fu Chen a lot and kept feeling a little embarrassed.
âItâs what I should do.â
Yan Wangchuan looked at Fu Chen.?This brat is really good at feigning civility. He obviously took care of Wanwan with ulterior motives, yet heâs still pretending to be gentlemanly.
Heâs really thick-skinned.
âHave a safe trip.â Fu Chen took a look at Song Fengwan. âGo back and study hard.â
It was as though he was not the one who had been reluctant to part in the car.
He always made a lot of effort with window dressing.
âMhm.â Song Fengwanâs luggage was still in his hand. She reached out to take it, but Fu Chen bent down and whispered in her ear.
âYou have to miss me too.â
Fu Chen looked at her silently and reached out to rub the top of her head. It was like a farewell, but it was more like a disguised form of consolation.
Song Fengwanâs ears felt a little warm. As soon as she took the suitcase, Yan Wangchuan casually carried it away.
They bade farewell, and Yan Wangchuan and Fu Chen shook hands.
âIâll take care of Wanwan. Donât worry.â Yan Wangchuan lowered his voice.
Fu Chenâs lips twitched.?I donât need you to take care of my wife!
But he still had to nod and smile at him on the surface.
Besides, with Yan Wangchuanâs EQ, he might not know how to take care of others at all.
He watched the three of them leave until he received a message from Song Fengwan saying that the plane was about to take off and she was going to turn off her phone. Then Fu Chen turned around and left the airport.
***
Shi Fang nudged Qian Jiangâs arm. âOld Jiang, I think thereâs something wrong with Third Master. We have to be careful in the future. If things go wrong, weâll become his cannon fodder.
âAfter Miss Song left, his entire aura changed.
âDonât you think even the sky has become dark with clouds? Itâs really damn cold this winter.â
Qian Jiang shot him a look out of the corner of his eye. âCold?â
âYouâre not cold?â As soon as he walked out of the airport, the biting wind made him shiver uncontrollably.
Qian Jiang took out a heat pack from his pocket and stuffed it in his hand.
Shi Fang was dumbfounded.?This bastard even stuck something like this on himself? Why didnât he give it to me earlier?
âThird Master, where are we going now?â Shi Fang started the car. In fact, there were not many locals in the capital. More than half of the people were foreigners who had come here to work or go to school, and they had started returning to their hometowns. There were obviously few cars on the road.
During Lunar New Year, the whole city would be like an empty city.
âGo to the company.â Fu Chen lowered his head and rubbed his phone.
âThe company has a New Yearâs Party tonight. Are you attending?â Shi Fang asked. Lunar New Year was coming soon, so they had to organize an event and send out some benefits.
Fu Chen remained silent.
As the year-end party was at night, the companyâs employees were not in the mood to do any work. In the past years, Fu Chen had never participated in any evening party celebrations. They had been caught off guard when they were informed that Third Master was coming, and the initially lively atmosphere instantly became tense.
Indeed, Fu Chen wasnât here to participate in the event but to supervise their work.
A low atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire company.
Upon seeing the managers walk out of his office with long faces, everyone was shuddering with fear.
It was almost Lunar New Year. How could he torture them like this?
Third Master was simply a devil.
âSpecial Assistant, whatâs wrong with Third Master today? Heâs too scary. A young lady went in just now and nearly cried from fright.â Fu Chen liked to use the silent treatment to begin with, and he was definitely scary when he stared at you without saying anything.
Shi Fang shrugged.?What can I say?
Say that Third Master specially came to vent his anger on them because he just separated from his little wife?
How childish and laughable.
âSpecial Assistant, why donât you send these documents in for us?â A few executives pleaded.
âI want to live a few more years. You go in yourselves.â Shi Fang spread his hands. If he went to step on this landmine now, wouldnât he be courting death? He wasnât stupid.
***
After leaving the company, Fu Chen went to the tutoring center to pick up Huai Sheng. Shen Jinye was already waiting at the entrance. If he had known that his little uncle was coming, he wouldnât have gone out.
After picking Huai Sheng up, the three of them didnât go home straight away. Instead, they went to the nearby mall. It was close to Lunar New Year, and Huai Sheng would be returning to the mountain in a few days. He wanted to buy some stuff for his master and senior brothers.
He was only a child, so he naturally didnât have money. He even gave Fu Chen an IOU and said that he would pay him back in the future when he earned money.
By the time they finished shopping, it was already past five oâclock. The sky darkened early in the winter, so the three of them decided to eat nearby before returning.
Huai Sheng was still young, so he was not very observant about many things. But Shen Jinye could clearly sense that Fu Chenâs aura wasnât strong. It was gloomy, as though he could eat people.
âLittle Uncle, isnât that Big Bro?â Shen Jinye suddenly pointed.
Fu Sinian and a lady in a white down jacket were standing at the entrance of a Hunan restaurant. As usual, he was wearing thin-rimmed glasses and kept silent and low-profile. His superior height was especially eye-catching among the crowd.
The lady lifted her head slightly to look at him, her peach blossom eyes beautiful and seductive. She opened her mouth to say something, but Fu Sinian remained silent, as reserved as usual.
Then the two of them entered the restaurant.
âDamn, isnât that the person living opposite his condo?â Shen Jinye finally saw her face clearly.
âYou recognize her?â Fu Chen licked the inside of his cheeks thoughtfully.
âThey live on the same floor. Big Bro helped her before, and she even made breakfast for him. This lady is so attentive to him. One look, and you can tell that sheâs harboring intentions. She definitely wants to woo him.â
Fu Chen let out a low laugh. âEven so, he has to be willing to let her do it.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Shen Jinye frowned. âYou mean Big Bro took the initiative to send himself to her so that she can woo him?â