Song Fengwan was tossing and turning the entire night. She kept feeling that Fu Chenâs voice was beside her ear, making her feel distraught.
In a dazeâ¦
She had a dream.
Song Fengwan suddenly woke up in shock and almost jumped out of bed. She had sweat all over her body and was breathing heavilyâ¦
I actually had that kind of dream again with Fu Chen?
I actually became that woman?
Recalling the scene in her dream, she reached out to rub her chest. Her heart felt hot, as if hot oil had been poured over it.
âAhââ Song Fengwan tugged at her hair.
This is going to take my life.
What kind of dreams am I having??She was so frightened that she was sweating all over, so she rushed into the bathroom to take a shower.
When she went downstairs, Qiao Aiyun and Uncle Nian were busy in the kitchen. Her mother had made an authentic Yuncheng breakfast. From the corner of her eye, she saw Song Fengwan coming down the stairs. âIsnât it a holiday today? Why are you up so early?â
Song Fengwan smiled bitterly.?I wanted to sleep too⦠But didnât I get scared awake?
âYou didnât sleep well yesterday? You have dark circles under your eyes.â
âI was busy doing my homework last night, so I ended up sleeping late.â
âEven though your studies are important, you shouldnât stay up late at night. Also, itâs winter, and the weather is so cold. Why did you shower so early in the morning? And you didnât even dry your hair.â There was heating in the house, so she naturally wasnât cold. But if she went out, she would definitely catch a cold.
âIâm fine.â Song Fengwan felt guilty under her motherâs gaze.?This is literally taking my life.
***
On another sideâ¦
Cheng Lan was chased out of the hotel in the ski resort last night and returned to Beijing overnight. She was so angry that she didnât sleep the entire night.
âYou met Fu Chen? How was your chat with him? Itâs been so long since the incident happened, so has he relented?â Cheng Guofu had been staying by his sonâs side in the hospital. When he heard that Cheng Lan had returned to the capital, he drove home early in the morning and asked all these questions at once the moment he saw her.
âThird Master is quite busy.â Cheng Lan was full of anger, but she had to clench her teeth and put on a show.
âYouâve already gone there. Is it that difficult to see him?â
âDad, youâve seen how Third Masterâs temper is. Do you think heâs someone I can meet just because I want to?â
Cheng Guofu thought of how he had been ridiculed by Fu Chen previously and also became furious. âOur elders had some relationships. Why does Fu Chen have to be so protective of an unknown wild girl? He isnât taking the relationships into consideration at all. I canât talk much to Old Master Fu and Old Madam Fu either.
âIf she has the ability, then she should let Fu Chen protect her for the rest of her life. Donât fall into my hands,â Cheng Guofu said through gritted teeth.
Cheng Lanâs phone vibrated. She narrowed her eyes while looking at it. It was a Yuncheng number.
âDad, itâs a call from the news agency. Iâll go answer it,â she said as she walked out.
She went out and answered the call. âHello.â
âMiss Cheng, itâs Jiang Fengya. Are you free recently? I want to meet you.â Her tone was full of nervousness and uncertainty.
âSure.â Cheng Lan was just worried that she couldnât find a way to deal with Song Fengwan.
And here came someone sending herself to her door.
***
The two of them arranged to meet at a private clubhouse located in a secluded area. Jiang Fengya had never been to such a high-class place before. The waiter led her in. The people passing by were all dressed formally. Just one look and she could tell that they were elites.
She tugged at her slightly wrinkled cotton jacket nervously. She was lowly yet had strong self-esteem, so she didnât dare to look around.
She was afraid that others would think that she hadnât seen much of the world.
âMiss Cheng is over here. Please.â The waiter smiled and opened the door to a private room for her.
âThank you.â Jiang Fengyaâs smile was slightly stiff. The moment she entered the room, the fragrance of incense surged toward her. Cheng Lan was wearing an exquisite high-end floral print dress and drinking coffee.
It was the typical mannerism of a wealthy young lady.
âYouâre here. Please sit.â Cheng Lan pointed to the seat opposite herself. âWhat would you like to drink?â
âItâs alright.â Jiang Fengya glanced at the drink menu. It was all English. She didnât even understand it.
âItâs very private here. No other person will know about our conversation. Donât be too nervous. Itâs quite cold outside. Have something to warm up your body.â
Jiang Fengya smiled embarrassedly and hesitated for a moment before stammering, âUm⦠Last time, you said that if I had something to ask you for help with, you would help? Does that still count?â
âActually, Iâve heard about what happened to youâ¦â Cheng Lan laughed softly. âHonestly, you canât win against Song Fengwan. Sheâs a legitimate young lady after all. Now, she even has Third Master protecting her, but you have nothing. You canât fight against her.
â⦠Unless you can really enter the Fu family. After all, Song Fengwan is only staying with Third Master temporarily. Laying your hand on her is equivalent to slapping Third Masterâs face. Butâ¦â
Cheng Lan lowered her head and sipped her coffee. âIf you can really enter the Fu family, Third Master will never slap his own family memberâs face no matter what.
âI heard that the Fu family members donât really like you, but Fu Yuxiu treats you quite well. Their family naturally wants to find someone of equal status. But if your relationship with Fu Yuxiu is cast in stone, she probably wonât be able to do anything to you.â
Jiang Fengyaâs fingers moved uneasily. Because of Cheng Lanâs words, a glint flashed across Jiang Fengyaâs eyes as if she had thought of something.
âMiss Cheng, will you really help me?â She sounded uncertain.
âOf course.â
âBut why are you helping me?â Jiang Fengya wasnât stupid.
âBecause of Song Fengwan, my brotherâs leg was broken. Heâs still young, and he knows his mistake after being taught a lesson. But sheâs refusing to let him off. Sheâs insisting on getting my brother sent to a juvenile detention center because she has Third Masterâs support.
âSheâs still so young, but I didnât expect her to be so vicious.â
Broke his leg??Jiang Fengya reached out her hand and touched her arm. The spot where the dog had bitten her was still hurting slightly.
No one would make a joke with their own family members. She and Cheng Lan were considered to have reached an initial consensus.
***
On this side, the two of them were âdiscussing big plansâ. While on another side, Fu Chen was looking at the person lying on the bed. This person was biting on a thermometer in his mouth while whining and looking half-dead.
âDidnât you get better yesterday? Why did your condition worsen?â Fu Chenâs expression was indifferent.
Actually, I took too much medicine last night. But I naturally wonât tell him. Otherwise, this fellowâs vicious tongue will definitely kill me with his insults.?He took out the thermometer from his mouth. âHow would I know that I would be so ill this time? I called my father to complain to him, but do you know what he said?
âHe said that if I go home alone this time, he wouldnât let me in the door,â he complained bitterly to Fu Chen.?Father might be crazy. Now, he doesnât even care if I bring home a man or a woman anymore. He just wants me to bring someone back. How anxious is he? Iâm still young, and I still want to play around for a few more years. I donât want to jump straight into this grave called marriage.
âNo matter if itâs a man or a woman, I have to bring someone back for him.
âSay, the old man said I have to bring someone home regardless of their gender. Is he f*cking trying to force me to come out of the closet?! He only has this one son. Isnât he afraid that our familyâs bloodline will be cut offâ¦â
Fu Chen sneered. Shi Fang knocked on the door before entering, and only then did a certain someone stop talking and lay back on the bed.
After all, he still had to save face, and he couldnât lose face in front of Shi Fang. But his expression was still slightly angry.
âThird Master, thereâs movement over there.â
âContinue watching them.â Fu Chen slowly smiled.
A certain someone lying on the bed shivered. It had been a long time since he saw Fu Chen reveal such an expression.
Damn, whoâs so f*cking unlucky to be targeted by him?