Chapter 396: Third Master and Wanwan Alone, Senior Brother Arrives?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yishui Community…
As Old Master Fu’s birthday approached, Qiao w.a.n.gbei, his son, and Yan w.a.n.gchuan would arrive in the capital soon, and they might stay for a while. Staying in a hotel was also an expense. There were vacant rooms in the capital, and there were only three men, so it was not inconvenient for them to stay together.
Although she had hired a part-time cleaner to clean the house, Song Fengwan still took the time to buy new bedsheets and blankets.
Old Madam Yan had only considered Song Fengwan. She had asked someone to make all the bedding items pink and blue, and even the spare blanket was covered in yellow flowers.
She really couldn’t imagine what kind of magical scene it would be when Yan w.a.n.gchuan, Qiao w.a.n.gbei, and Qiao Xiyan were lying on such a bed.
When she heard the door open, she guessed that Fu Chen had arrived. “Third Brother, sit down for a while. I’ll be done soon.”
When Fu Chen entered the house, there were more plants in the house than before. It was obvious someone had decorated it.
When he was about to enter the room, Song Fengwan had already walked out. Making beds was a physical activity. She had taken off her coat and was wearing a thin white sweater inside.
“I bought some cherries. You said you wanted some last night.”
“The market near the school sells them, but they’re too expensive. I can’t bear to buy them.” Nowadays, many fruits could be eaten all year round. It was just that when they were not in season, they were slightly expensive.
Fu Chen went into the kitchen to wash the cherries while Song Fengwan stood at the side and watched.
The cherry was very red. She gulped inexplicably.
“Have a taste?” Fu Chen brought a washed cherry to her mouth.
Song Fengwan opened her mouth and bit it. “Oh… it’s not very delicious.” She frowned slightly. It looked very red, but it tasted sour.
“Really?” Fu Chen took a bite himself. “It’s sweet.”
“Huh?” Song Fengwan was speechless. Is our sense of taste that different?
“Do you want to try another?” Fu Chen smiled.
Fu Chen’s face was extremely good-looking. His facial features were picturesque, and he looked elegant. No matter how she looked at him, she couldn’t get tired of him. He had noticed Song Fengwan’s gaze long ago, so he turned his head and smiled at her…
It was brilliant.
Song Fengwan’s heart skipped a beat.
…
She didn’t come here often after all, so there were no ingredients for cooking. Moreover, neither of them knew how to cook.
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While Song Fengwan was eating the cherries, Fu Chen had already ordered delivery and was preparing to have dinner with her before returning. He always hoped to spend more time with her.
He was reluctant to leave.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in from the window. Song Fengwan hurriedly got up and closed the window. The blankets were still drying on the balcony.
It was only five in the afternoon. Black clouds were pressing down on the city outside, and strong winds were blowing the trees in the neighborhood. “Looks like it’s going to rain.”
A few minutes later, fine raindrops. .h.i.t the window like drums and gongs. Accompanied by the strong wind, the rain almost broke through the window. In an instant, the wind howled, and the rainstorm hit the city. It was extremely scary.
“The forecast didn’t say it would rain.” Song Fengwan stood by the window. If this continued, how could she go back to her evening self-study?
“Sometimes, the forecasts aren’t accurate.” Fu Chen walked to the window. He couldn’t wait to spend the night with Song Fengwan.
“I brought an umbrella. Don’t you have a car?”
Fu Chen pointed out of the window. A man’s umbrella was flipped over by the wind, and he was being dragged along by the umbrella. At this time, it was better not to hold an umbrella.
Song Fengwan gulped.
Due to the sudden rainstorm, the food delivery was delayed. Song Fengwan’s phone vibrated twice, and there was a special ringtone notification.
She usually ignored QQ group messages. But she was worried about missing some important information, so she had set a special notification for her cla.s.s monitor’s messages.
[Due to the heavy rain tonight, the evening self-study session will be canceled. Students in each dormitory, please inform each other. Tomorrow morning at 8, the teachers will be doing roll call. Don’t be late.]
The group chat instantly boiled over.
“What’s wrong?” Fu Chen asked.
Song Fengwan bit her lip. “The cla.s.s monitor said that the evening self-study session has been canceled.”
“Really?” Fu Chen looked calm.
In fact, he was already overjoyed.
“The rain won’t stop anytime soon. Should we find a movie to watch?” Fu Chen suggested.
“Okay.” Song Fengwan could only sit back on the sofa and continue eating the cherries with her head lowered.
After much choosing, they finally watched the cla.s.sic t.i.tanic. When this movie started playing, a different mood appeared.
Not long later, the food delivery arrived.
The movie was very long. Song Fengwan had been busy making beds today, so she was already exhausted. Halfway through the movie, she leaned against Fu Chen’s shoulder and fell asleep groggily.
Fu Chen tilted his head and looked at her. “Wanwan…”
He wanted to tell her to go back to her room to sleep, but she looked really tired. Her legs were curled up on the sofa as she leaned against him tightly.
She looks so small and cute.
Fu Chen turned the TV to mute and tilted his head to look at her. She was curled up into a ball, and her posture was a little awkward…
“Go back to your room to sleep?” Fu Chen lowered his voice.
Song Fengwan didn’t seem to hear him and instead moved to find a more comfortable position to lean against him.
Fu Chen suddenly smiled and lowered his head to kiss the top of her head…
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At this moment, at the entrance of the Yishui Community building…
Qian Jiang and s.h.i.+ Fang were standing in the building lobby, waiting for the rain to lessen before returning home.
Fu Chen had sent them a message just now, saying that he was giving them tonight off. He and Song Fengwan were obviously staying here for the night.
But even though they were given tonight off, they wouldn’t be able to leave under the heavy rain.
The outside was about to be flooded.
Qian Jiang leaned against the wall and smoked slowly, obviously not in a hurry.
If they went out now, they would definitely be drenched in less than a second. They could only wait.
“Do you have any more cigarettes?” s.h.i.+ Fang looked very annoyed.
“Here. The last one.” Qian Jiang handed over the half smoked cigarette in his hand.
“F*ck, you want me to eat your saliva?”
Qian Jiang didn’t say anything. He lowered his head and continued smoking.
“The rain is really heavy. When will it stop? I thought I would be able to sleep early. It’s getting dark, but it’s still not getting any lighter. I didn’t even call for a car. If we walk to the entrance of the community, we’ll definitely become drenched dogs.”
“You’re a dog, but I’m not,” Qian Jiang said bluntly.
s.h.i.+ Fang was speechless. “You’re still f*cking arguing with me at a time like this…”
Just as he was about to argue with him, he saw a taxi speeding over. It was most likely a taxi for a resident.
“Don’t tell me this car is going to our building? Which kind-hearted person is this?”
Seeing the car slowly stop at the entrance of the building, s.h.i.+ Fang was overjoyed. Afraid that his master would leave, he hurriedly rushed out in the rain and hit the pa.s.senger window.
The car window lowered, and s.h.i.+ Fang excitedly opened his mouth to say something. But when he saw the man in the front pa.s.senger seat, he was dumbfounded.
I knew it. Why was there a rainstorm in the capital all of a sudden? I even complained that some deity must have caused it.
How is this a f*cking deity? He is clearly a devil.
“Sir, the payment is done.” The man in the front pa.s.senger seat was wearing an exquisite three-piece suit. His eyes were cold as he glanced at s.h.i.+ Fang from the corner of his eye.
This is someone beside Fu Chen.
Since he’s here, that brat must be too…
This place was provided by his mother for Song Fengwan to rest on weekends, and she could also put her luggage here.
This girl is impressive. She’s actually using this place for dates.
I came early this time. If the Qiao father and son had arrived first…
This girl would probably have been beaten to death.
“… Sir, where are you going?” the driver asked s.h.i.+ Fang. He had been silent the whole time, making him feel a little annoyed. “The rain’s getting in the car.”
“Oh, I’m here to pick someone up. I’m not taking the taxi,” s.h.i.+ Fang said resentfully.
“Help me get my luggage.” Yan w.a.n.gchuan’s voice was colder than the autumn rain.
This spot was only seven or so steps away from the entrance of the building. Yan w.a.n.gchuan had come straight from the airport. He pushed the door open, got out of the car, and strode to the building.
Qian Jiang was wondering why this fool s.h.i.+ Fang was standing in the rain in a daze.
But when he saw the person walking over, his fingers trembled, and the cigarette b.u.t.t burned his fingertips.
He subconsciously touched the phone in his pocket. Yan w.a.n.gchuan shot him a cold look. “What do you want to do?”
He casually brushed off the rain on his clothes. His actions were quick and hurried with a hint of ruthlessness.
In the end, Qian Jiang didn’t take out his phone. Third Master, you’re on your own.
“Mr. Yan, why are you here early?” s.h.i.+ Fang took out two 28-inch suitcases from the taxi. Why is this person here? Why did he bring so many things?
Yan w.a.n.gchuan glanced at him. “Do I need to notify Fu Chen in advance when I come here?”
s.h.i.+ Fang lowered his head in silence.
After the three of them entered the elevator, s.h.i.+ Fang tried to send Fu Chen a message. Unfortunately, the signal in the elevator was too weak, so the message couldn’t be sent.
“I’m already here. It’s too late to remind him now.” Yan w.a.n.gchuan narrowed his eyes.. He wanted to see how much of a beast Fu Chen could be to a child.
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