Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy Chapter 620

Chapter 620: Flying Robber, Fierce Beauty (1)

Song Fengwan stayed in Yishui Community and chatted with Tang Jingci until the middle of the night. She woke up a little late the next day.

Tang Jingci woke up early. When she washed up and went to the living room, she saw Qiao Xiyan staring at the easel on the balcony. His fingertips were spinning his lighter, and his eyes were unreadable.

She was still a little sleepy earlier, but she suddenly remembered the drawings on her easel. There were many male models inside. Her body trembled as she rushed over and pulled the sketchbook off the easel.

“Your drawings…” Qiao Xiyan chuckled. “You’re quite broad-minded.”

“I’m just bored practicing Chinese characters.” Tang Jingci coughed twice.

“So you specially found a naked man to practice drawing?”

Tang Jingci gripped the sketchbook tightly. There were men, women, and children in it. There was only a male model without a s.h.i.+rt, but he was staring at this one.

“I just drew casually.”

“Your tone…” Qiao Xiyan tilted his head to look at her. “You sound quite experienced.”

“When learning to draw human figures, some things are unavoidable…”

Qiao Xiyan knew this. Besides, overseas countries were more open-minded than China. He was a little conservative and domineering in his bones, and he was also a little chauvinistic. Naturally, he hoped that his woman would only stare at him.

When drawing a human body, people had to look carefully.

He was jealous.

He was unhappy, but he wanted to save face, so he said stubbornly, “I’m going out to buy breakfast.”

Tang Jingci knew that he was angry and felt that this man was cute and funny.

Qiao Xiyan went downstairs to smoke a cigarette. He was quitting smoking recently, but there was a process with this thing. It was impossible to quit completely right on the spot. At this moment, he was unhappy, but he was also worried that smoking would leave a smell, which would make Tang Jingci frown.

He was so angry that he threw the cigarette into the trash can and gritted his teeth unhappily.

When Song Fengwan went out for breakfast, it was already past nine in the morning. Her cousin was sitting on the balcony, sharpening a knife. The ear-piercing sound rubbed against her ear, making her panic.

“Big Sister Tang, what’s wrong with him…” Why is he so angry early in the morning?

“He’s soothing himself.”

“Oh…”

Qiao Xiyan’s hands paused. This woman might have a heart of stone. Isn’t it because I quit smoking? It’s clearly because of her!

***

After the holiday, Tang Jingci often went to Duan Linbai’s company to talk about work.

Meanwhile, Qiao Xiyan was busy taking stock of the Jade Hall of Spring’s business everywhere. In the past, Qiao Aiyun had taken care of these things, but now, it was all on him. He had never studied finance, so he was slow when it came to many things. When he received some reports, his head hurt.

Different professions were worlds apart. No one was smart enough to do everything.

While he was having a headache, he received some doc.u.ments from Fu Chen, which had many techniques for reading reports.

[Wanwan told me that you’re having a headache over reports. This is a summary of my experience in recent years. I hope it will help you.]

Although Qiao Xiyan felt that this person was a little beastly for abducting his sister back then, his method was indeed useful.

[Thank you. I’ll treat you to a meal another day.]

After more than a minute, there was a reply. [Can you bring Wanwan?]

Qiao Xiyan frowned.

After Fu Zhongli’s family returned, the number of times Fu Chen and Song Fengwan met decreased a lot. Is he planning to have a tryst under my name?

He’s pus.h.i.+ng his luck.

But he still replied. [I’ll check my schedule.]

Fu Chen was at the company at the time. When he saw the reply, the corners of his lips slowly curled up. At this time, he couldn’t develop his relations.h.i.+p with his wife openly, so it wasn’t a bad idea to get close to his brother-in-law.

He wanted to call Song Fengwan, but no one answered.

She didn’t have any cla.s.ses today and had accompanied Yu Manxi out. She was probably shopping.

Just as he put down his phone, s.h.i.+ Fang quickly pushed the door open and entered. “Third Master, something happened!”

“What happened?”

“Miss Song and Young Madam were robbed. Fortunately, both of them are fine.”

Fu Chen’s eyes narrowed. Robbed?

***

Regarding this matter, we have to mention what happened half an hour ago.

Before Yu Manxi took her wedding leave, she was working at the TV station. After recording the show, she asked Song Fengwan out to go shopping. She couldn’t wear the high heels she had prepared for the wedding and wanted to choose another style.

The mall happened to be near Beijing Normal University.

“My wedding desserts are going to be custom-made at a shop nearby. I’ll take you to try them. They taste good,” Yu Manxi suggested.

“Okay.” Song Fengwan’s ankles were sore from walking, and she was looking for a place to take a break.

They entered the alley. Just as they were about to reach the entrance of the dessert shop, a black heavy motorcycle sped past behind them. The roar of the engine was so loud that it hurt their eardrums.