Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yunjin Prime Manorâ¦
Song Fengwan hadnât expected Fu Chen to arrive so quickly. There was a light knock on the door, but it gave off a sense of anxiousness.
âHold on.â 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 topâ¦
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 couldnât fasten the back clasp no matter what.
âI told you to hold on.â 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 doingâ¦
Song Fengwanâs 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 shirt at the last momentâ¦
When Fu Chen entered the room, he could see her embarrassment. His gaze landed on a stack of intimates on the bed.
He let out two unnatural coughsâ¦
âIâll go out first!â
Song Fengwan was speechless.?He was in such a hurry to enter just now, but heâs leaving now?
***
Fu Chen went down to the first floor and entered the kitchen to pour a glass of water.
Shen Jinye had only gone out for a bit before returning. When he saw Fu Chen, he smiled and greeted him. âUncleâ¦â
Fu Chen nodded and drank the big glass of water.
âItâs too cold outside. Iâm going to get a scarf and a mask,â Shen Jinye muttered to himself.
Fu Chen leaned against the wall with one hand gripping the glass. When he thought of the intimates piled on her bed, his fingers seemed to exert a lot of force, and his knuckles turned whiteâ¦
âUncle, are you alright?â Shen Jinye walked over, looking confused.?He didnât drink. Why is he so red?
Fu Chen reached out to brush his hair. âIf you donât go out now, the mall will close.â
âOh.â 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 Uncleâ¦
⦠is blushing?
What the hell? Whatâs 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 glasses 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 didnât dare push it open all of a sudden.
âWanwan?â he finally asked.
âCome in.â Song Fengwan was not only wearing pajamas but also a coat, wearing a lot of âprotectiveâ clothing.
Fu Chen walked in, and the two looked at each other. The atmosphere was awkward.
âSit.â 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 embarrassed, so he casually picked up her notebook on the table and flipped through two pages.
âJust nowâ¦â Song Fengwan asked in a low voice, âWhat did you see?â
âYour handwriting isnât bad.â Fu Chen evaded the topic.
âIf you see me naked but donât marry me in the future, Iâll cling to you.â Song Fengwan wanted to liven up the atmosphere.
Unexpectedly, Fu Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at her solemnly. âIâll marry you.â
Song Fengwan choked. âIâm just joking. Donât be so serious.â
This sudden situation was also very awkward.
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Chen leaned forward slightly and moved closer to her. âWanwanâ¦â
âW-what?â
âToward 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.â
âLegal marriage age?â Song Fengwan frowned slightly. âThen, youâll have to wait.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIâll wait for you.â
Song Fengwan blushed in embarrassment at his words.
Fu Chen let out a low laugh, but he brought up another topic. âCut down on talking to Jinye in the future, do you hear me?â
âWe didnât say anything much,â Song Fengwan muttered softly. âYouâre being too jealous. Heâs your nephew.â
âBefore that, heâs an adult male.â Fu Chen also knew that he was being childish. He just wanted to remind her.
âI donât feel that way about him. Youâre overthinkingâ¦â Song Fengwan turned to look at him.
âIâm like this because I like you so much.â
âIsnât it because heâs about the same age as me, and we have a lot of common topics to talk about? Thatâs why youâre worriedâ¦â Song Fengwan wasnât stupid, and she hit the nail on the head.
The corners of Fu Chenâs 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 oâclock.
After waiting for a taxi for more than ten minutes, he didnât see a single car pass by either. He could only ride a shared bicycle by the side.
He was shivering 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.
âYou havenât rested yet?â the person on the other end asked gently.
âI came out to buy some things. Mom, Iâm riding a bike, and itâs not convenient to talk on the phone. Iâll call you when I get back.â
There was a convenience bag hanging on the bicycle, so he had picked up his phone with one hand. But he couldnât 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.
âRiding a bike? Your uncleâ¦â Before the person on the other end could finish speaking, the call was hung up.
Just ten seconds later, Fu Chenâs phone vibratedâ¦