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Huai Sheng stayed at the Jing residence for a few days. Children liked to watch childrenâs channels, but Jing Hanchuan didnât. Just the sound effects of the cartoons made him frown.
The hostâs tone in childrenâs shows made him feel even more uncomfortable.
He imagined that if his father spoke to him in this tone, he might
choose to commit suicide in the pond.
The two of them made a compromise and chose an older version of Journey to the Westâ. Huai Sheng had never seen it before and was watching it with relish.
Occasionally, he would say something like, âYou take the luggage, and Iâll hold the horseâ¦â
But today, he hummed another song.
âAsk the sacred monk whether the maiden is beautifulâ¦â
Huai Sheng had been influenced by Fu Chen and Jing Hanchuan before, so he knew how to do some simple Beijing opera poses. Coupled with his slightly enchanting and childish singing voice, Jing Hanchuan felt a chill run down his spine.
â.. What do you mean by royal authority, riches, and honor? What are you afraid of? As long as it lasts forever, you will go hand in hand with the person you love.â
This song was too catchy. After listening to it a few times, Huai Sheng actually knew how to sing it. At this moment, he was following Jing Hanchuan and kept humming. He asked him to comment on it.
âSixth Uncle, what do you think of my singing?â
âNot bad.â
âThen, when are you going to look for a wife? I thinkâ¦â
Jing Hanchuan raised the knife and swung it down. With a few clangs, the kitchen knife cut on the chopping board. He tilted his head and smiled at Huai Sheng. âHuai Sheng, do you think this knife is sharp? Do I need to sharpen it?â
Huai Sheng gulped nervously. âSixth Uncle⦠you should cook. I wonât disturb you anymore.â
He ran out as if he was escaping. Song Fengwanâs laughter came from outside along with Fu Chenâs slightly suppressed laughter. Jing Hanchuan gritted his teeth. He looked at the green onion in his hand like it was Fu Chen.
Then he cut off the head and the tail!
Itâs better to chop it up. Itâll taste better.
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Before eating, Song Fengwan had tried to help cook, but Jing Hanchuan chased her out.
She sat outside and played with her phone while glancing at the kitchen. âThird Brother, whoever marries Sixth Master in the future will definitely be super happy.
âHeâs a good person and cooks so well.
âThat person must have saved the universe in her previous life.â
âEnjoy happiness?â Fu Chen sneered. âThe prerequisite is that she has a life to enjoy it. And she didnât save the universe but was cursed in her past life.â
Song Fengwan was speechless. If these two people donât insult each other one day, it might rain red in the sky. Is it so difficult to admit that the other is outstanding?
He and Fu Chen specialized in different domains, so they naturally had their own advantages.
She got up to help Jing Hanchuan set the plates.
âWhen they chatted while eating, they would definitely talk about Fu Sinian and Yu Manxiâs wedding.
âDidnât they say they were getting married in May? Why hasnât there been any news?â Jing Hanchuan had cooked Chinese dishes today and even specially made nutritious vegetarian dishes for Huai Sheng. Just by looking at the dishes, people would feel that they were very appetizing.
âMany things can only be finalized when Eldest Sister-in-Law returns,â Fu Chen said.
âOther than Old Master Fuâs birthday, your family hasnât held such a happy event in many years.â
âheard from my mom that your parents are coming back this time?â
Jing Hanchuan gripped his chopsticks tightly.
His parents really wanted to return to China to attend the Fu familyâs wedding this time.
This would scare a group of people to death. Other than the two of them, no one would be able to have a peaceful meal. There would probably have to be a separate table for the two of them.
âThe exact location of the wedding hasnât been decided yet?â Jing Hanchuan changed the topic.
âTheyâve been finalizing the wedding venue. The best locations in the capital were already booked as early as the beginning of last year. It wonât be easy to squeeze out a few days for them to hold a wedding. There have to be all kinds of discussions,â Fu Chen explained.
âThe time they want is also on a holiday. A venue they like has three couples getting married on May 1st.â
Asa single dog, Jing Hanchuan usually read the news. It was said that there were many young people who chose to be single nowadays. It also said that the divorce rate was higher than the marriage rate. How suicidal are these people.
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Theyâre rushing to jump into the grave of marriage.
âarenât they holding their wedding on May 20th? Itâs different from May 1st.â Song Fengwan lowered her head and ate. Every time she came to the Jing residence, she always had an idea that she definitely wouldnât come again.
The food was too delicious. She would definitely gain weight.
âMay 20thâ is an even more special day. The time at each venue is very tight,â Fu Chen explained.
âThen discuss,â Jing Hanchuan said bluntly.
âAt present, the venue theyâve chosen is the resort beside the Lingnan Golf Course. Theyâre planning to discuss it with them. Thereâs an event there, but itâs not a wedding. There should be room for negotiation.â
For events like weddings, very few people were willing to give up the venue for the ceremony after making a reservation.
âLingnan?â Jing Hanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
âThe one youâre thinking ofâ¦â Fu Chen smiled at him.
Jing Hanchuan lowered his head and ate, pretending not to understand.
âWhat about Lingnan?â Song Fengwan listened to the two of them talking in riddles.
âItâs nothing. Letâs eat.â Fu Chen smiled.
âThere were always some things in this world that were opposites. The Jing family was considered the dominant family in the north, but there were also some families that restrained them. They couldnât stand each other, but they didnât disturb each other.
They were all rather low-key existences.
That family didnât interact with anyone, and even Old Master Fu kept silent about this family. Perhaps because he was familiar with the Jing family, Fu Chen felt that this family was even more mysterious. Their roots were enormous, and their family had more members than the Jing family. It was just
that they were too reserved.
They did big things silently.
With so many people gathering together, people who didnât know them would think that this family was doing a pyramid scheme or something.
However, this family really did legitimate business. One of them involved the security of politicians. Before Old Master Fu retired, the people around him had all belonged to this family. They had been responsible and low-key, and they had always only worked without saying anything.
When Old Master Fu was young, he often went overseas to visit and had encountered many attacks. It was all thanks to this family that he was safe and sound.
On the eve of Old Master Fuâs birthday banquet, they had even sent gifts over. They were all red ginseng supplements, and every one of them was top-grade.
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Song Fengwan even took out her phone and searched online for Lingnan and found some resorts, hotels, restaurants, and so on. There was no trace of them at all.
At this moment, her phone rang with a special notification.
It was a message from the class monitor in the group chat.
(Notification: This weekendâs evening self-study is canceled. Everyone has to go to South Campus Auditorium to attend the welcome party for the exchange students. Those who canât make it, please ask Teacher Cui for leave in advance.]
Teacher Cui was from the Academic Affairs Office, and very few students were willing to interact with teachers.
So when the class monitor asked in the group chat who would ask for leave in advance, no one said anything.
After a few minutes, people started discussing the exchange students.
Song Fengwan had been immersed in the joy of having a younger brother earlier. Later, she had a severe cold and wasnât in the mood to care about the schoolâs affairs at all.
Meanwhile, all kinds of information about the exchange students had already started spreading in the group chat. Almost all of them were top students from top universities in China, and most of them were from overseas. Almost all the Chinese students had won national scholarships during their first
year of university and would come to Beijing University to study for half a semester.
âI found photos on Tieba, and Iâm sharing them with everyone. There are many beauties.â
Reading that there were photos, Song Fengwan was also curious. She clicked on her phone and took a look.
âThere were as many as a hundred exchange students, so it was impossible to post them one by one. This person had also screened a portion.
Song Fengwan was eating a piece of roasted chicken with taro and choked because of a photo that suddenly popped up.
She hurriedly pulled out a tissue, tilted her head, and coughed violently.
âBig Sister?â Huai Sheng looked at her worriedly.
Fu Chen and Jing Hanchuan were chatting. Fu Chen hurriedly turned around and patted her back. âSo careless!â
âL.. Iâm fine!â She had just caught a cold, and her throat was still a little inflamed. She choked until it went hoarse.
From the corner of his eye, Fu Chen saw her phone screen. A familiar figure entered his sight, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
âLaccidentally choked.â Song Fengwan thought that Fu Chen didnât see it and casually flipped the phone over.
âHave some water.â Fu Chen passed her the cup at the side.
Song Fengwan took the cup and drank some water to moisten her throat.
The person in the photo had changed a lot, and even her clothes were completely different from before. But she could still recognize who it was at a glance.
Jiang Fengya!
Her half-sister.
Song Fengwan never imagined that she would be in the same school as her one day. The quota for exchange students was so precious. She had been infamous in Yuncheng previously and had even been involved in a criminal case. Why was she chosen?
Although schools were not like society, the exchange students represented the schoolâs reputation to other students. Naturally, they had to be clean in all aspects.
Even though she kept telling herself that she had nothing to do with her anymore, this person was a thorn in her heart.
Her existence was uncomfortable.
Even Huai Sheng could tell that she was a little absent-minded. He wanted to ask, but Jing Hanchuan stopped him.
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After lunch, Song Fengwan brought Huai Sheng to the backyard for a stroll to digest the food. Shi Fang had already relayed the latest news about Jiang Fengya to Fu Chen.
âThird Master, there are three exchange students from Yuncheng University coming to Beijing University. One of them gave up voluntarily, and she was a substitute,â Shi Fang explained. âItâs a little strange.â
Jing Hanchuan was feeding his goldfish and asked, âWhoâs coming to the capital?â
âJiang Fengya is Miss Songâsâ¦â Shi Fang mentioned it, and Jing Hanchuan understood.
At the time, when Fu Chen mentioned Song Fengwan to him, Jing Hanchuan had been curious about her. Coupled with the fact that the Song family matter had caused an uproar and all of Yuncheng was in turmoil, he naturally knew a thing or two.
âThe person who sent her biological father and foster father to jail together?â Jing Hanchuan pinched some fish food and threw it into the fish tank. âThere must be someone behind this.â
Fu Chen smiled and nodded. âYeah.â
âOtherwise, why would there be an empty spot for her, and she just happens to be coming to Beijing University? Someone probably wants to push her out. Theyâre very good at choosing the timeâ¦â
It was before Fu Sinian and Yu Manxi held their wedding,
This person was also an existence that disgusted the Fu family.
âTm just not sure if itâs aimed at your family, Miss Song, orâ¦â Jing Hanchuan narrowed his eyes and watched the goldfish in the fish tank fight for a mouthful of fish food.
âThey donât know about your relationship with Miss Song yet. Theyâre trying to use your familyâ¦â
âGet rid of her!â
âItâs effortless.â Jing Hanchuan smiled. âWho do you think is behind this?â
âThose who arenât on good terms with my family and have a grudge against Wanwanâ¦â Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and held his bracelet with his fingertips, already having a guess in his mind.
âDo you want me to check for you?â Jing Hanchuan raised his eyebrows.
In less than two months, it would be Fu Sinianâs wedding, If something unexpected happened at this time, Jing Hanchuan wouldnât be able to sit still. A good brotherâs wedding wasnât something that some people could use.
âTthink I know.â
Jing Hanchuan chuckled softly. âI almost forgot that youâre good at scheming, Fu Yuxiu is the only fool in your family. Theyâre most likely planning to target him. What do you plan to do?
âDonât cause trouble and offend your second sister-in-law. Before Sinianâs big wedding, if your family causes a huge ruckus, you will become a joke to outsiders.
âThis is exactly what that person wants.â
âTwill consider it.â Fu Chenâs relationship with his second sister-in-law, Sun Qionghua, wasnât particularly good. But her relationship with Fu Zhongli had improved over the past year, and she was also trying her best to repair her relationship with the other members of the Fu family.
After being married for so many years, they would always have feelings for each other. He didnât want to be a villain who ruined their marriage.
If the two of them could be together forever, Fu Chen would naturally be happy to call her Second Sister-in-Law and help her think more about everything.
âNo wonder Miss Song didnât eat much just now. She probably felt nauseous.â The existence of some people was already enough to be annoying.
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Fu Chen rubbed the small rosewood Buddhist prayer bead bracelet in his hand. The beads were purplish-red and slightly fragrant.
âSince they want to jump, I can catch a turtle in a jar.â
âCapture alive?â Jing Hanchuan chuckled lightly. He suddenly felt that there would be a big show to watch in the next few months.
Fu Chenâs lips curled slightly, looking slightly evil. âCapture alive? I plan to
âBury them alive!â
Jing Hanchuan was speechless. It would have been fine if he didnât know about this. Those clowns should still be able to jump around. This place wasnât like Yuncheng, Wouldnât it be easy for Fu Chen to deal with anyone?
Fu Chen had always been full of tricks. If he couldnât kill them in an instant, he would gradually grind them down and play slowly.
He looked kind on the outside but was ruthless on the inside. This was not groundless talk.