Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After Song Fengwan returned to her room, she tossed and turned in bed. After a brief phone call with her parents, she received a call from Qiao Xiyan at around 10.30 p.m.
âCousin.â Her voice was a little muffled. âHave you arrived home?â
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âYeah.â Qiao Xiyan had just arrived home and hadnât entered the house yet. He was leaning against his car and smoking. âHow are you? Are you used to it?â
Song Fengwan bit her lip as she recalled the feeling of Fu Chen sticking close to her.
It made her tense all over again.
The warmth that had fallen on her ear had gone all the way to her heart.
Even her nerves were trembling while she was reminiscing about it.
âAlthough Third Master is eccentric, he was taught by Old Master Fu, so he certainly has a good character. Donât cause trouble for him. Be more obedient in everything and donât offend him. If you do that, nothing will happen to you.â He was smoking while he spoke. After days of rushing about, he was a little tired.
Song Fengwan wanted to cry.?How obedient should I be?
Even if he wants to take advantage of me, do I have to obey that too?
But when Fu Chen had leaned over, apart from holding her hand, he hadnât crossed the line at all. Even the corner of his shirt hadnât touched her, and he had been so serious.
Song Fengwan wondered if she was overthinking.
Fu Chen has seen all kinds of beauties. How could he be interested in an underage girl like me?
âIf anything really happens, call me. Iâll talk to the Fu family and settle it. Donât take it on alone.â Thinking of what happened to the Song family, Qiao Xiyan felt even more pity for his cousin.
Song Fengwan responded, and the two chatted for a while before she went to bed. It was another sleepless night.
***
The next dayâ¦
Song Fengwan had to report to school at eight in the morning. Since she didnât sleep well last night, she didnât wake up early.
When she went downstairs, Fu Chen was sitting in the living room, flipping through the newspaper, while Fu Xinhan was lying beside his feet, rubbing his head against his shoes docilely. When he saw her coming down from the corner of his eye, his eyes darkened slightly.
The school uniform was delivered yesterday. It was a thick black-and-white dress, and it was exposing most of her fair and slender legs.
Because it was autumn, it was cold in the morning and in the evening. She had specially put on a long sweater jacket, but even so, her legs were still eye-catching.
Fu Chenâs eyes darkened.
What is she wearing?!
Are school uniforms nowadays so revealing?
When Fu Xinhan saw Song Fengwan coming down the stairs, he immediately squatted down and wagged his tail while looking at her expectantly.
He didnât even know what he had done wrong recently. His owner had been threatening him, and there was even someone who wanted his little dog life for no reason. Only Song Fengwan was the best, and she even smoothened his fur.
âFu Xinhan.â Song Fengwan waved at him.
Fu Xinhan shifted his feet and looked at Fu Chen pitifully.
A certain someone narrowed his eyes. âGo on. Donât scratch her, or else you wonât have any food today.â
Although the dog had his claws cut regularly, his claws were still a bit sharp. Song Fengwanâs legs were not covered up, and Fu Xinhan was a dog after all. If he pounced over and rubbed his paws against her, although his original intention was to play with her, he might scratch her and injure her.
Fu Xinhan hurriedly rushed over to Song Fengwan. In order to avoid scratching her skin, he jumped up and pounced on her black skirt, immediately leaving two paw prints on it.
He tried harder and kept grabbing her skirt, wanting to get closer to her. But in the endâ¦
Song Fengwanâs skirt became completely dirty, and there were even threads that his claws had pulled out.
âIâ¦â Song Fengwan wanted to cry.
âBoohooâ¦â Realizing that he had made a mistake, Fu Xinhan squatted in front of her and didnât dare to get closer.
He turned to look at Fu Chen.?Will my life be in danger?
âForget it. Itâs fine. Iâll go change my clothes.â She couldnât bear to see the pitiful appearance of the little animal and even stroked his head to comfort him.
âThe weather is pretty cold. Maybe you should wear pants,â Fu Chen said at an appropriate time.
Song Fengwan nodded and went upstairs again.
âWuuu wuuuââ Fu Xinhan turned to look at Fu Chen, afraid that he would get angry again.
Fu Chen picked up the beef strip beside him. âCome here.â
Fu Xinhan laid on the ground, not daring to move for a long time.
Why is he smiling so strangely at me? Is he going to poison me?
âWhat are you waiting for? Come here.â Fu Chen frowned.
Fu Xinhan ran over. Fu Chen gave the entire small box of beef strips to him and patted his head. âYou did well. You will have additional food today.â
Fu Xinhan was completely dumbfounded.
It was hard being a dog.
***
Song Fengwan changed into a pair of black pants and went downstairs again. Only then did Fu Chen look slightly satisfied.
After a simple breakfast, she prepared to go to school. âThird Master, Iâll get going first.â
The school was only a ten-plus minute walk away from Yunjin Prime Manor, where Fu Chen lived. It was just enough time to digest the food.
âIâll send you there.â Fu Chen wiped his mouth and stood up.
âItâs alright. Iâll just walk there. Iâve already checked the route with my cousin.â
âIâll drop you off on the way to the company.â Fu Chen never tolerated rebuttals.
Song Fengwan had no choice but to follow his instructions and get into his car.
On the way, Song Fengwan was memorizing English words with her head lowered. Fu Chen glanced at her from the corner of his eye. On the palm-sized vocabulary book, every word was marked with its semantic usage and grammatical features. Her handwriting was neat, and it was apparent that she was quite hardworking in her studies.
Actually, many of the children from rich and powerful families didnât study hard.
Their families had already helped them find a way out. After graduating from high school, they would go abroad to have the superficial prestige of studying abroad and then come back to inherit the family business. They didnât have to worry about anything at all.
Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at her, and his lips slowly curled into a smile.
The car didnât stop at the entrance of the school but at an intersection. After all, Fu Chenâs license plate was too eye-catching.
After Song Fengwan got out of the car, Fu Chen instructed the driver to go home.
âThird Master, arenât you going to the company?â
âUnhappy about anything?â Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.
âNo.â The driver quickly turned the car around.
In fact, the Beijing Second High School was in the east of the city, while Fu Chenâs company was in the north of the city. Along the way? As if. Besides, ever since Song Fengwan came, Fu Chen had never been to the company and had directly given himself a vacation.
In the past few years, Third Master did indeed have a clear heart and few desires. He didnât manage the company much, but as long as he was in the capital, he would always spend half a day dealing with documents in the company.
Now, he didnât even want the company anymore. Placed in ancient times, he would be the typical example of an incapable ruler who wanted beautiful women but not the country.
Before the car reached home, Fu Chenâs phone vibrated.
He answered the call. âHello.â
âThird Fu, I forgot to tell you something yesterday.â
âSay it.â
âArenât you going to give me some benefits?â
âIâm hanging up.â And Fu Chen really hung up.
The person on the other end was dumbfounded.?F*ck, he really hung up!
He made another call and shouted the moment it connected. âCanât you just f*cking beg me once? You hung up just like that? Have you considered my feelings? Youâre making me so angry so early in the morningâ¦â
Beep⦠Beep�The call was cut off again.
âF*ck you, Fu Chen, you piece of work.â He couldnât do anything about Fu Chen.
He made another call.
âIf you have something to say, say it. If not, Iâm hanging up.â Fu Chen had no time to beat around the bush with him.
âYesterday, you and your little girl went to my place for dinner, and someone asked around about her. Do you want to know who it was? Beg me, and Iâll tell you.â The man laughed very annoyingly.
Fu Chen sneered. âNot a little girl.â
âHuh?â The man didnât understand.
âShe will be your sister-in-law in the future.â Then Fu Chen hung up.
The man was stupefied.?Thatâs the third time heâs hung up on me.?I am so f*cking angry.
He hasnât even managed to win her heart. Sister-in-law? Who gave him the right?
After hanging up, Fu Chen instructed the person in the front passenger seat, âGo find out who asked about her at the farm restaurant yesterday.â
The man in the front passenger seat nodded. Even if Fu Chen didnât say so, he knew that it must be about Song Fengwan.
In just five minutes, they found out who it was. Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were cold.
She really hasnât given up.