Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy Chapter 231 - Third Master Gets Embarrassed Too?

Chapter 231: Third Master Gets Embarra.s.sed Too?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yunjin Prime Manor…

Song Fengwan hadn’t expected Fu Chen to arrive so quickly. There was a light knock on the door, but it gave off a sense of anxiousness.

“Hold on.” When she returned to the room, she had already changed into her pajamas. She had even taken off her clothes and was ready to sleep at any moment. How could she have expected him to come over? She had taken off her top…

A certain someone seemed to become a little impatient, and the knocking increased. Song Fengwan was a little anxious. Her fingertips were trembling, and she couldn’t fasten the back clasp no matter what.

“I told you to hold on.” Song Fengwan was annoyed. What is this person anxious about?

Fu Chen crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked down at his watch. He had already knocked on the door for more than three minutes. What is she doing…

Song Fengwan’s door was not locked. Normally, only she and Fu Chen were on this floor. Even if Uncle Nian came over, he would knock on the door. No one would barge in.

Just as Song Fengwan finished dressing and finally put on a s.h.i.+rt at the last moment…

When Fu Chen entered the room, he could see her embarra.s.sment. His gaze landed on a stack of intimates on the bed.

He let out two unnatural coughs…

“I’ll go out first!”

Song Fengwan was speechless. He was in such a hurry to enter just now, but he’s leaving now?

***

Fu Chen went down to the first floor and entered the kitchen to pour a gla.s.s of water.

Shen Jinye had only gone out for a bit before returning. When he saw Fu Chen, he smiled and greeted him. “Uncle…”

Fu Chen nodded and drank the big gla.s.s of water.

“It’s too cold outside. I’m going to get a scarf and a mask,” Shen Jinye muttered to himself.

Fu Chen leaned against the wall with one hand gripping the gla.s.s. When he thought of the intimates piled on her bed, his fingers seemed to exert a lot of force, and his knuckles turned white…

“Uncle, are you alright?” Shen Jinye walked over, looking confused. He didn’t drink. Why is he so red?

Fu Chen reached out to brush his hair. “If you don’t go out now, the mall will close.”

“Oh.” Shen Jinye turned around and looked back every few steps while running upstairs to get his things. From time to time, he would turn to look at Fu Chen.

Little Uncle…

… is blus.h.i.+ng?

What the h.e.l.l? What’s going on today? Big Brother was abnormal, and so is Little Uncle.

After getting his stuff, Shen Jinye quickly ran out and went straight to the bus stop near the school without thinking much about it.

***

Fu Chen drank two large gla.s.ses of water downstairs before he received a message from Song Fengwan saying that she was done cleaning up.

When he went upstairs, her door was ajar. He placed his fingers on the door but didn’t dare push it open all of a sudden.

“Wanwan?” he finally asked.

“Come in.” Song Fengwan was not only wearing pajamas but also a coat, wearing a lot of ‘protective’ clothing.

Fu Chen walked in, and the two looked at each other. The atmosphere was awkward.

“Sit.” Song Fengwan sat on the edge of the bed and pointed at the chair on one side.

Fu Chen walked over and sat down on the chair. Perhaps he was too embarra.s.sed, so he casually picked up her notebook on the table and flipped through two pages.

“Just now…” Song Fengwan asked in a low voice, “What did you see?”

“Your handwriting isn’t bad.” Fu Chen evaded the topic.

“If you see me naked but don’t marry me in the future, I’ll cling to you.” Song Fengwan wanted to liven up the atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, Fu Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at her solemnly. “I’ll marry you.”

Song Fengwan choked. “I’m just joking. Don’t be so serious.”

This sudden situation was also very awkward.

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Chen leaned forward slightly and moved closer to her. “Wanwan…”

“W-what?”

“Toward you… I never make jokes. We can go overseas to get our marriage certificate, or we can wait until you reach the legal marriage age to get the certificate in China.”

“Legal marriage age?” Song Fengwan frowned slightly. “Then, you’ll have to wait.”

“I’ll wait for you.”

Song Fengwan blushed in embarra.s.sment at his words.

Fu Chen let out a low laugh, but he brought up another topic. “Cut down on talking to Jinye in the future, do you hear me?”

“We didn’t say anything much,” Song Fengwan muttered softly. “You’re being too jealous. He’s your nephew.”

“Before that, he’s an adult male.” Fu Chen also knew that he was being childish. He just wanted to remind her.

“I don’t feel that way about him. You’re overthinking…” Song Fengwan turned to look at him.

“I’m like this because I like you so much.”

“Isn’t it because he’s about the same age as me, and we have a lot of common topics to talk about? That’s why you’re worried…” Song Fengwan wasn’t stupid, and she hit the nail on the head.

The corners of Fu Chen’s lips twitched. Where did this girl learn to be so bad?

***

The two cuddled for a while.

On the other side, Shen Jinye ran to the entrance of Beijing Second High School, only to find that the bus had stopped services at eight o’clock.

After waiting for a taxi for more than ten minutes, he didn’t see a single car pa.s.s by either. He could only ride a shared bicycle by the side.

He was s.h.i.+vering in the freezing wind.

When he reached the mall, he was covered in sweat. The supermarket was about to close, so he quickly bought his things, paid the bill, and left. On the way home, he received a call from his mother.

“You haven’t rested yet?” the person on the other end asked gently.

“I came out to buy some things. Mom, I’m riding a bike, and it’s not convenient to talk on the phone. I’ll call you when I get back.”

There was a convenience bag hanging on the bicycle, so he had picked up his phone with one hand. But he couldn’t keep his balance at all. Fu Chen lived in a relatively remote place, so there were no taxis at this time, and he could only ride back on the bicycle.

“Riding a bike? Your uncle…” Before the person on the other end could finish speaking, the call was hung up.

Just ten seconds later, Fu Chen’s phone vibrated…

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