Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

phew of his seemed to be utterly unpresentable, and he disdained him.

Was he still his biological uncle?

“When does the lecture at your school start?” Fu Chen hadn’t forgotten that Song Fengwan had said she wanted to go back to listen to the lecture.

“It isn’t mandatory in the first place.
It doesn’t matter if I go or not.” Song Fengwan didn’t want to go out on such a cold day.

Fu Chen smiled.
“Were you teasing me last night?”

Song Fengwan lowered her head and didn’t say anything.

“In that case, I’ll bring you to Hanchuan’s later.
Didn’t you want to see that Tian-tsui headdress set? Let’s eat lunch at his house and then go out to watch a movie.” Since she said that she didn’t have any plans, Fu Chen voiced his plans.

“Okay.” It had been a long time since the charity banquet, and she had almost forgotten about it.

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Chuanbei Jing residence…

Fu Chen and Song Fengwan didn’t call before coming to the Jing residence, so when the two of them entered the living room, Song Fengwan was dumbfounded.

The heating in the hall was on.
Jing Hanchuan was wearing a white long robe with an embroidered collar and large clouds and totems on his sleeves.
The lighting in the room was slightly rosy.
He looked very graceful as he stood there.

He was already handsome and unrestrained.
His facial features were feminine, but he didn’t feel feminine.
At this moment, dressed in the Beijing opera style, he looked even more elegant.

He looked arrogant and aloof.
He had a fan in his hand, and his figure was slender and tall.
When he saw the two of them enter, he was slightly surprised.

Jing Hanchuan rarely wore opera costumes.
Today was just a whim.
He casually took off his clothes and hung them up seriously so as not to wrinkle them.

“Sixth Master knows how to sing opera?” Song Fengwan asked softly.

“He learned from his mother.
He’s a stage virgin though.” Fu Chen chuckled.

This profession was very tough.
His mother loved him dearly, so she treated it as a hobby to nurture him.
But his every move and aura had already been nurtured, so he was very stylish.

“Why are you here?”

Jing Hanchuan took a sip of hot tea.
His voice was pleasant and had a Beijing accent.
It was indescribably lazy and pleasant to the ear.

“Wanwan wants to take a look at the headdress you bought previously.”

“Sure.”

Song Fengwan went to the collection room to take a look, only to find that there were many good things in the Jing residence.
This room was lined with opera costumes of all kinds of designs.
Many of them were handmade, and even the embroidery patterns were carefully embroidered stitch by stitch.

She took a few photos, and her hands were itching to copy and paint some of the designs.
But this place was not close to the school or Yunjin Prime Manor, so it was difficult to get painting tools, so she spoke about it casually.

But Jing Hanchuan got someone to buy her painting tools and then put the bill under Fu Chen’s name.

Song Fengwan kept smiling and thanking him, feeling embarrassed to trouble him.

“You’re too polite.” Jing Hanchuan didn’t reveal it. It wasn’t my money anyway.

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Meanwhile, in the He residence…

After the He Xi incident, the He family’s reputation in the Beijing circle was already a little terrible.
Now, when He Shiqing wanted to find someone to go shopping with, her good sisters who had supported her in the past, all turned her down.
Her parents often had arguments over Yu Manxi, and the entire He family was in a foul atmosphere.

“Eldest Miss, there’s movement from the Jing family.”

“What?” He Shiqing was annoyed, and her tone wasn’t good either.

“There are guests at the Jing residence today.
Third Master went there, and a Jing family member went out to Rongying Pavilion.”

“Rongying Pavilion?” He Shiqing frowned.
“What place is that?”

“The place that sells drawing and painting tools, pens, inkstones, all kinds of charcoal…” The man spoke very softly, afraid that he would accidentally anger the person in front of him.
As he spoke, he looked at the change in her expression.

“Someone from the Jing family went there to buy things…” He Shiqing frowned.
No one in the Jing family was proficient in drawing and painting, let alone buying professional tools.

She suddenly remembered the plagiarism incident some time ago.
At the exhibition center, Jing Hanchuan had also gone over and helped Song Fengwan.

At the time, she had been thinking about the relationship between the two of them and why Jing Hanchuan had to make a move personally.

Song Fengwan was an art student, and she had interacted with her about three times in close proximity—at Yu Manxi’s condo, the exhibition center, and the charity banquet… She seemed to be at all the places where Jing Hanchuan appeared.

She’s young, but she’s quite difficult to deal with.
Could she and Jing Hanchuan be…?

He Shiqing suddenly had a headache.

Why is it Song Fengwan?

This little girl looks innocent and harmless, but after the plagiarism incident, who would dare to look down on her? She’s a formidable figure.
Why does it have to be…