Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy Chapter 355 - Third Master Is Very Shameless

Chapter 355: Third Master Is Very Shameless

Yishui Community…

s.h.i.+ Fang was holding a takeout box, and his head was covered in sweat from the heat. He stood at the door and knocked, but no one answered for a long time.

Song Fengwan had been closed in during her military training, so Fu Chen had given Qian Jiang half a month of leave. s.h.i.+ Fang was standing at the door and couldn’t even find someone to complain to. He couldn’t just stand at the door the whole time, right?

He hesitated for a moment and took out the key from his pocket. Fu Chen had sent him out. In addition to buying food, he had also given him the key.

Old Madam Yan gave this house to let Miss Song stay here during her holidays.

Why has it become a place for their underground relations.h.i.+p?

He even has the key. He’s obviously preparing for a long battle.

It was too hot outside, and no one answered inside. s.h.i.+ Fang hesitated for a long time before opening the door.

Cold air hit his face, and he instantly felt comfortable.

s.h.i.+ Fang delivered the takeout box and then quickly left.

…

Song Fengwan was lying on her bed while calling Hu Xinyue. The best thing about Beijing University was that there were no room checks at night. Some universities arranged for the student council to check the students’ rooms regularly.

She had been too tired recently, so it was rare for her to relax. She fell asleep on the bed in a daze. When she woke up, it was already midnight.

The night was dark, and there was only a night lamp beside the bed, emitting dim yellow light.

She turned her head and saw Fu Chen’s soundly sleeping face and closed eyes. He was already a very gentle person, and at this moment, all his arrogance had been restrained.

Song Fengwan narrowed her eyes and smiled. She reached out her hand and brushed it across his face. She leaned over to kiss him and covered him with the thin blanket.

The room was full of tenderness.

***

The next day…

Song Fengwan slept until past seven. Fu Chen had already bought breakfast and returned. “I’ll send you back to school after we eat.”

At nine o’clock, Beijing University was holding a new student a.s.sembly. No one could be absent without reason.

When Song Fengwan arrived at her dorm room, it was already 8:15 a.m. Except for Wu Yuxin, the other two were here.

“Wanwan, where did you go last night?” Miao Yating was suspicious.

“To a relative’s house.” Song Fengwan coughed twice.

Hu Xinyue looked at her mouth and smiled at her strangely.

The three of them arrived at the auditorium and found their seats according to the cla.s.ses in the school. Song Fengwan’s appearance caused quite a stir. Wu Yuxin, sitting not far away, was surrounded by a few people. When she saw that everyone’s eyes were on Song Fengwan, her fingers holding her phone tightened.

After the military training ended, everyone was tan and thin, but Song Fengwan was as fair as she was when she entered school. After a night, her face was rosy, and her long hair hung down, making her look gentle and docile. She was even wearing a long skirt today, looking beautiful and innocent.

“Yuxin, Song Fengwan lives in the same dorm room as you, right? She’s the top student of our art school.”

“You’re in the same dorm room, so you must know her number, right?” A boy from the design cla.s.s leaned over.

Wu Yuxin smiled. “She doesn’t like to interact with people. It’s not convenient for me to give you her number.”

Song Fengwan indeed had an aura that made it difficult for people to approach her. She was as difficult to get close to as a flower on a tall mountain. Many boys only dared to look at her and didn’t dare to approach her to chat.

At half past eight, all the students sat down. The school leaders arrived late at nine. Suddenly, enthusiastic cheers sounded in the auditorium. Song Fengwan looked up and saw Duan Linbai in a white suit sitting on the stage.

The seating arrangements were all very particular on the stage.

Duan Linbai had studied cla.s.sical music in the music department of Beijing University. He was considered an outstanding alumnus. Every year, the school would invite him to attend the new student a.s.sembly and give a speech to the new students. In the past, he had always rejected, but this year, he agreed.

Sitting beside the dean, he picked up a teacup and drank tea slowly. He even interacted with the students below the stage from time to time.

“Wanwan, it’s Duan Linbai. My G.o.d, Beijing University is indeed impressive. They even managed to invite him.” Hu Xinyue was holding her phone and kept taking photos. Unfortunately, the seating location of the art school was remote, so she couldn’t take good pictures.

Duan Linbai looked at the dense crowd and quickly found Song Fengwan.

… Because a certain someone was exceptionally fair.

He held a teacup and chatted with the school leaders, his gaze upright and humble.

Song Fengwan was speechless.

It seemed to be her first time seeing Duan Linbai in a suit, so she took a photo and sent it to Fu Chen.

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes. A white suit? And a colorful tie around his neck.

He only replied with five words.

[He looks like a s.l.u.t.]

Song Fengwan laughed out loud. Is it really good to describe your friend like this?