1591 third masterâs super god-level black-bellied, cabbage wants to jump out of the wall (2)
âthis step of yours is especially good. youâre trying to seal the other party from here, right?â
fu huan nodded.
âbut if you take this step, it might be better, because this way ...â
he was the type of person who would go through the ups and downs of life. even if he was pointing out a mistake, it would still be pleasant to hear. song fengwan pursed her lips. it would be great if the siblings could get along like this one day.
at this moment, chen wang looked at his watch. â ... uncle, aunty, iâm sorry. because todayâs game has just ended, there are some activities on the team. i have to go over for a while. â
âyouâre leaving?â fu huan blurted out subconsciously. only after he finished did he realize that he was a little anxious.
âitâs okay. if you have something to do, you can go first.â
âhow long are you going to be gone? are you going back to the hotel tonight?â the person who spoke was chen wangâs mother.
â they just found a place to have fun. iâm just going to take a look. iâll go back to the hotel. â
âwhat do you guys do in private? i feel like youâre all very serious during the game. i canât imagine what a private gathering is like.â fu huan said casually, perhaps because she was guilty and afraid that fu chen or song fengwan would see through her.
chen wang narrowed his eyes. â do you want to go play with me? â
he was actually taking a gamble. at that time, the relationship between the two of them was similar to that of brother and sister in the eyes of the elders. it was quite normal for an elder brother to take his younger sister out to play.
âif you want to go, i can send you back around 10 o âclock,â it was only half-past seven in the evening, still early.
âhuanhuan, do you want to go?â song fengwan didnât mind. chen wang gave her a good impression and was a steady man. besides, this was a team gathering for go players. the place was actually clean.
fu huan naturally wanted to, but she didnât dare to show it too obviously. she looked at fu chen. â dad ... â
âlet the child go out and play for a while. itâs boring to accompany us.â chen wangâs father said, â donât worry. iâll definitely get chen wang to send her back before 10 o âclock. â
fu chen could only nod. â be careful when you go out. listen to him and donât cause trouble. â
âi know,â fu huan packed her small bag without a change in expression, but she was already overjoyed.
chen wangâs performance was too calm and appropriate, as if he was really taking his younger sister out to play. it did not seem like he had any crooked thoughts at all.
fu chen watched the two of them leave. in fact, this kind of thing was very normal. when the jiang family, the xu family, and even jiang duanyanâs father-in-lawâs family in chicheng came, they often took her out to play. but he kept feeling that something was wrong.
â by the way, when are you leaving beijing? if youâre free tomorrow, come to my house for a meal. iâll cook. â song fengwan suddenly spoke, breaking fu chenâs train of thought.
youâre cooking?
my wife, are you serious?
song fengwan saw fu chen staring at her and secretly glared at him. â what was the meaning of this? after all, he had two decent dishes.
she was indeed a kitchen killer, but after so many years, even if she couldnât cook the manchu han imperial feast, she could still cook one or two hard dishes.
the chen familyâs speech was elegant and calm. in addition, they werenât sophisticated and tactful, so it was pleasant to get along with them. if they were too careful, it would be too tiring to get along with them.
they chatted for a while more in the private room before they left. although the chen family paid the bill, the waiter gave them two bottles of wine.
â this is ... â the chen familyâs parents were stunned.
âthird master specially instructed me to leave this for you.â
when the couple looked outside, fu chen and song fengwan had already gotten into the car and were about to leave. in fact, they had just mentioned that the wine at the wine table was not bad, and fu chen had explained that he had brewed it himself. they didnât expect that he would specially get someone to bring two bottles for him.
the chen family naturally didnât lack the money to buy the wine, but fu chen was a thoughtful man. this friendship was different. after accepting it with a smile, he felt that the fu family had a reason to be at the peak of their power for so many years.
the gift was not expensive, but it had to be comfortable. this was a skill.
since fu chen had drunk a little, song fengwan drove. the two talked about the chen family for a while and felt that they were a good family. if fate brought them together, they could be friends.
âthird brother, what do you plan to do about huaisheng? although xiaoyuâs child is still a month old, the wedding has to be put on the agenda. after all, there are a lot of things to prepare.â song fengwan glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. â youâre not really planning to let lin bai go and propose marriage, are you? â
âsi nian is still angry, letâs wait for him to calm down first. if we go over now, itâll be like poking a balloon with a needle, one poke and one explosion.â
fu chen had always kept huaishengâs matter in mind, but fu sinian had suffered â heavy blows â one after another. if you brought a bunch of gifts and asked him to marry his daughter, he would definitely be more unwilling.
âwhen do you plan to go?â
â letâs wait a little longer. he must be looking forward to me going over every day. this is a tug-of-war, and i canât go now. â
song fengwan shook her head helplessly. however, fu sinian was really waiting at home every day, thinking ...
when would his third uncle return to deliver his head?
this evil fire that had swelled up at the beginning had now mostly dissipated. he could not directly go to his third uncle and ask him why he had not come to propose marriage. he could only continue to wait patiently.
song fengwanâs fingers gently rubbed the steering wheel. proposing marriage was such a happy thing, why did this uncle and nephew pair make it seem like they were playing a spy palace scheme?
âthird brother, iâll say something unpleasant.â
âwhat?â
â even if the marriage proposal goes smoothly, there will be a lot of obstacles when it comes to picking up the bride. it wonât be that easy for sinian. moreover, xiaoyu will be getting married at the old mansion by then, and all her family members will be back by then. iâm afraid that it will be even more difficult to deal with ... â
fu chen leaned on the sofa. â what does the marriage have to do with me? â
â......â
âhave you ever seen a family marry a bride? the groom always brings his father along, and heâs always with his brothers. when the time comes, itâll depend on qin yuanâs performance. after all, itâs more difficult to pick someone up from the jing family, so weâll just treat it as a practice in advance.â
song fengwan felt that this father and son duo would love and kill each other until the end of time. even at a time like this, they were still gloating.
â as the father of the man, i definitely canât go over. i can only say one thing to them ... â
âi wish you peace and success!â
song fengwan laughed out loud. she was actually looking forward to that scene.
however, after so many years, why was this person still so bad? he even tricked his own son!
fu qinyuan was still drinking with the jing familyâs big boss at the moment. the glass of white wine went down his throat and he choked on it. it was too exciting.
jing hanchuan sat on the side and watched fu qinyuan and his father drinking happily without saying anything. he came here with a purpose, and there was no need to feel bad for such a bad boy.
fu qinyuan was still thinking about how to get closer to the jing family, or how to further develop his relationship with jing xingyao.
he didnât know that there was a crocodile pool waiting for him to jump in.
fu chen rubbed his fingers subconsciously. â but if we really want to pick up the bride, we still have to let qianjiang go with us. ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âyouâre still worried about them, right? youâre so stubborn, are you afraid theyâll beat you up? if youâre concerned about the child, just say it. â song fengwan laughed.
âif qianjiang doesnât go, whoâs going to do the live broadcast for me?â fu chen sneered. although qianjiang was really lacking in handling matters at times, in certain aspects, no one could replace her.
for example, his live broadcast!
song fengwanâs head was starting to hurt. â letâs see if youâll be able to remain so calm when someone marries huanhuan in the future. â broadcasting it?â
fu chen made a sound. she was still young, and it was too early to think about these things.
however, he naturally didnât know that his cabbage was already secretly trying to get out of the wall.