Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After Fu Chen mentioned the issue about âfreshnessâ, Jing Hanchuan played a mobile game a few times, but he couldnât forget about it. It made him a little annoyed.
At this time, Qiao Xiyan and Tang Jingci planned to leave. After all, she was pregnant, so it was best not to stay up late. When they left, Fu Chen even invited the Jiang brothers to play on New Yearâs Eve.
âI donât think thatâs a good idea.â Jiang Duanyan already felt a little apologetic since Duan Linbai had treated them to this meal today.
But with his current status, it probably wasnât good enough for him to invite these people to eat together. He kept wanting to make it up to them from somewhere else, so how could he let Fu Chen spend money again?
Moreover, Fu Chen should be the one responsible for the entire New Yearâs Eveâs expenses. He couldnât help feeling uneasy.
âItâs fine. Itâs more lively with more people. Or do you have other arrangements?â Fu Chen spoke to him like an ordinary friend.
Since he already said this, and Jiang Duanyan indeed had nothing to do during New Yearâs Eve, he agreed with a smile. He was still thinking about whether to give him or Song Fengwan a gift.
When they went out, Jiang Ershao, this little fool, even said happily, âBig Bro, are we going out to play with Wanwan then?â
Jiang Duanyan didnât say anything. Why are you so happy about going out to play with someone elseâs wife? She gave you a look, and you even put on female clothing. Youâre really possessed.
âWhat do you think I should wear on that day? Or I should go buy some new clothes.â
âNo matter how good you look, she wonât take another look at you. Donât flatter yourself.â Jiang Duanyan chuckled.
âClothes make the man. If I look good, wonât you have face too?â
âYouâve already lost my face completely tonight.â
Jiang Ershao choked. He makes it sound like Iâm an embarrassment to him.
âBesides, Third Master Fu might be up to something big this time. Donât rush forward and court death.â
âAm I that blind?â Jiang Ershao snorted coldly.
âItâs not that youâre blind. You are...â Jiang Duanyan glanced at him. âBrainless.â
Jiang Ershao was so angry that he almost jumped out of his seat. âIf you continue like this, Iâll jump out of the car!â
âJumping off a car wonât kill you. If youâre crippled, I wonât support you for the rest of your life.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jiang Ershao sat back in his seat, feeling dizzy.
Heâs definitely not my f*cking brother. Who can be so ruthless to their brother?
***
On another side...
Fu Chen brought Song Fengwan straight back to Yunjin Prime Manor. Qiao Aiyun and the others had been staying here for the past few days. Little Mr. Yan seemed to have slept earlier and was now crawling on the carpet.
Seeing the two of them return, he babbled and giggled.
One time, when he was playing on the carpet, no one was paying attention to him. When they went to look for him, they found that he had actually crawled into Fu Xinhanâs doghouse and pushed the dog out.
Fu Xinhan curled up on the floor and looked at him pitifully. He actually imitated the dogâs sleeping posture and shrank into his doghouse, making Qiao Aiyun not know whether to laugh or cry. He didnât sleep on a good bed but insisted on snatching things from a dog. Heâs really promising.
When she finally carried him out, he was still clamoring to take the doghouse away.
He even forced Qiao Aiyun to put the dogâs items into a box.
Fu Xinhanâs screaming chicken, furballs, and other toys were all taken away, making the dog feel wronged.
So for a few days, Fu Xinhan was reduced to sleeping beside Niannianâs cat bed.
Every time Fu Xinhan played with a ball, Little Mr. Yan would go up and join in. The dog seemed to be scared of him. Seeing him crawl over, he turned around and ran away.
Song Fengwan was curious about it âWhat did Little Chi do to Fu Xinhan that heâs so afraid of him?â
Fu Chen shook his head helplessly.
...
When they returned, Qiao Aiyun had just finished feeding Little Mr. Yan. When she saw the two of them enter, she said, âIâll warm up some soup for you. Have some before sleeping.â
âThank you, Aunt Yun.â
âMmph~â Little Mr. Yan bit his pacifier and reached out for Fu Chen to hug him.
âIt looks like Little Chi really likes you.â Qiao Aiyun smiled.
Fu Chen smiled dryly. To be honest, this brat didnât cry or make a fuss. He was indeed easier to coax than ordinary kids. But Fu Chen didnât have any experience taking care of children, so it was very difficult for him at first.
The first time he changed his diapers, he looked at the thing and didnât know where to start.
âAunt Yun, when are you going back to Nanjiang?â
âProbably soon.â Old Madam Yan was still in the Yan residence. She had been calling frequently recently to say that she missed her grandson.
Fu Chen carried Little Mr. Yan to her side and whispered a few words. When Song Fengwan came out of the kitchen with the soup, she saw the two of them whispering mysteriously.
But when she got closer, she seemed to hear them talking about going to the Tang family to propose before the new year, so she didnât take it to heart.
But she knew very well that Fu Chen seemed to be up to something recently. But when she asked, a certain someone remained silent.
***
On another side...
After Xu Yuanfei sent off the last customer in the store, she hung the closed sign on the door. After washing the kitchen utensils, she planned to leave. Only then did she notice that Jing Hanchuan had sent her a message.
[Are you still doing deliveries?]
Xu Yuanfei looked at her watch. It was already half past ten in the evening. Without any hesitation, she replied: [What do you want to eat? Thereâs only some sliced bread and croissants in the store.]
She remembered what Fu Chen had told her previously. Just as he had said, there was no need to worry about the future now.
[Sure.]
The address Jing Hanchuan sent was not the Jing residence but the high-end community.
Xu Yuanfei recalled what Jing Hanchuan had said before.
Matrimonial house!
When these two words popped out, her heart inexplicably started to beat faster.
She tidied up, packed the bread, turned off the power, and drove straight to the community.
On the way, she received a call from her mother asking when she would be back.
â... Didnât you say you werenât doing deliveries? Itâs such a cold day, and thereâs no one outside. Iâll get your brother to go over and help you. Your store is busy with business, and heâs on vacation recently, so Iâll get him to work for you.â
âNo need. Itâs a regular customer, and Iâm just dropping off some bread along the way. Iâll be back soon.â
âItâs already so late. Couldnât they have ordered some hotpot and barbecue for supper? There are people who eat bread so late?â
âMaybe itâs for breakfast.â Xu Yuanfei felt inexplicably guilty.
She and Jing Hanchuan were in an ambiguous period. Delivering him food and giving him bread were all fake. She just wanted to see him.
âThen be careful. If anything happens, call us immediately.â
At this hour in the winter, there was no one on the streets. As a mother, she was definitely worried.
After hanging up, she complained to her husband, who was lying at the side and reading. âSheâs still outside so late at night. What if something happens?â
âItâs good enough as long as our daughter doesnât find trouble with anyone. What accident can happen? It definitely wonât be like when she was a child...â
When a certain someone remembered how his daughterâs head had bled when she was young, his heart clenched into a ball. That little bastard from the Jing family...
âYou said before that Jing Hanchuan has a girlfriend?â
âXu Yao said it.â Master Xu closed the book. When he thought of Jing Hanchuan, he couldnât even focus on reading.
âIs that so... That girl must really love him.â
âWho knows which familyâs unlucky daughter fell for that bastard. She wonât have a good life in the future,â Master Xu said firmly.
âThen, are we going to the banquet?â
âWhat banquet? They might not invite us. But we have to find a good partner for our daughter. At the very least, he canât be inferior to the Jing family. He has to be better than that brat.â
Mrs. Xu didnât know whether to laugh or cry. Why is he competing over this?
âWe have to find a refined son-in-law. With Jing Hanchuanâs character, if someone marries him, sheâll definitely suffer from domestic violence in the future.â His tone was quite firm.
...
As long as Master Xu thought of Jing Hanchuan, he would have a stomach full of complaints. He even said that Jing Hanchuan was young, but he had started his retirement already. He spent all day fishing and didnât look like a young man at all. He was listless.
âSay, heâs so young, but he doesnât do anything serious all day and only fishes and raises crabs at home. This kind of man has no potential. In the future, any girl who follows him will definitely suffer.â
But how could he have known that his daughter had already stepped into Jing Hanchuanâs matrimonial home again?
Not long later, Master Xuâs face was completely swollen.
Thinking of Jing Hanchuan, Master Xu couldnât fall asleep anymore. He went downstairs to heat up a glass of milk for his daughter and sat in the living room to watch the night news for a while while waiting quietly for her to return.
After waiting for a long time, he still didnât see her. At around one in the night, he received a call saying that she wasnât coming back tonight and was staying at a friendâs house.
Master Xu thought that his daughter wouldnât lie to him, so he went to bed without thinking much.
Who knew that she didnât return because she spent all night with Jing Hanchuan?