Song Fengwan was choked in his throat by the mouth of wine, and his face turned red with coughing, as if he was dyed with peach blossoms, and his eyes were covered with a layer of fog. He looked at Mr. Fu in simplicity and innocently.

The Fu family agreed to help her arrange accommodation and school. She thought it was just an ordinary small apartment, but she would not have thought of living directly at the Third Master’s place.

"Dad, this is probably not suitable." Fu Chen, the first person to speak, his expression was gentle, his eyebrows were slightly frowning, and he felt a little unhappy.

Song Fengwan said well-behavedly, "That's right, I've only been here for more than two months. How dare I bother Master San? Just rent a house near the school."

"I have several considerations about this matter. First of all, the third place is big, the security is good, and it is quiet, suitable for you to learn painting;"

"Secondly, this kid is good at taking good care of himself. The food and accommodation are very good. You have so much hard work in your studies, so you must make up for it."

"Besides, I heard that the bastard Yuxiu had caused trouble for you. You live with the third brother, and that boy didn't even dare to step in the gate. You can study with peace of mind."

The Fu family is dedicated to counselors. Since Mr. Fu has made up his mind what to do, he has naturally come up with thousands of solutions in his heart.

"Old Fu, Wanwan is a girl after all, and the third master..." Qiao Xiyan frowned, "I'm afraid it's inconvenient."

After all, Fu Chen lives alone and has men under him.

"It's inconvenient." Fu Chen agreed.

"How many days will you live in your house a year? If it weren't for going to Yuncheng to handle things this time, you would definitely go to the west to climb snow-capped mountains. The house is usually empty. What's wrong with living in someone?" Old Fu frowned deeply.

He stared at Fu Chen, looking like you would refuse again and I would give you a good look immediately.

"Originally, we planned to find a small apartment for Wanwan near the school, but you are young, even if we find a nanny for you to take care of you, we will not be relieved. If something happens..." Old Mrs. Fu frowned and looked worried.

Qiao Xiyan rubbed her fingers with her chopsticks. The Fu family was right. Song Feng was not old and the world was not as good as the people. Even if they arranged to take care of her, they would not have any accidents.

The kidnapping cases that this wealthy family has mostly caused by internal problems.

Fu Chen is a man who believes in Buddhism and eats vegetarian food. He is famous for being a pure and weak person. He only needs to become a monk and become a monk. He is at least safe in his territory. He has also seen Fu Yuxiu's domineering arrogance. With Fu Chen's care, it is indeed the safest.

Moreover, the son raised by Mr. Fu himself is also a famous gentleman and upright person, so there is no problem.

"San Master, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you in the past two months." Qiao Xiyan spoke directly.

Song Fengwan kept winking at his cousin.

I'll go, Fu Chen threatened her with his eyes just now. If he reached his territory, wouldn't he have to kill himself?

Fu Chen lowered his eyes and his eyebrows, but did not speak.

"Last brother, you promised me when you were listening to the opera. Now you want to regret it?" Old Mrs. Fu hummed softly.

"Mom, you should know that I never let women in." Fu Chen suppressed his voice, very unhappy.

"What kind of woman? Wanwan is not those women who will chase you and pester you. She is just a girl and she has been to stay for two or three months. What kind of elders do you have to let a girl live by yourself?" Mr. Fu cut off his words.

"Grandpa Fu, I..." Song Fengwan didn't want to go. As soon as she opened her mouth, her words were interrupted.

"Wanwan, your cousin agrees anyway, and the matter is settled. You will go back with the third brother later, get familiar with the environment first, and go to school to report the day after tomorrow." Mr. Fu made a quick decision and decided directly.

"Last brother, don't bully others. If I know that you are carrying me on your back, I will not forgive you." Old Mrs. Fu snorted coldly.

Her face was serious and her heart was full of joy. Song Fengwan was beautiful, well-behaved, soft and lovely. Fu Chen was usually too bored. If such a little girl moved in, she would be more angry.

Maybe one day he will be enlightened and want to add a mistress to the family. Then is she still far from holding her grandson?

**

After deciding on Song Fengwan's stay, the atmosphere on the dining table was a little strange. Song Fengwan lowered his head and unknowingly drank half a glass of wine. At this moment, his face seemed to be burning and his mind was a little dizzy.

She whispered, "I'll go to the bathroom."

She needs to wash her face and wake up.

"Miss Song, please come here." A servant came over to guide her. Song Fengwan went in and washed his face. When he thought of living in Fu Chen's house, he couldn't calm down.

When she went out, several servants in the corridor were still muttering in a low voice.

"The third master has such a weird temper, Miss Song is so pitiful."

"A woman wanted to break into his house before. The third master directly called her to warn her that she had broken into a private house. It was a big deal and it was a loss of people."

"I'm afraid that Miss Song will move in, and the third master will not even give her a good look."

...

The more Song Fengwan heard it, the more sad he felt. When he returned to the dining table, he felt depressed and even finished the whole glass of wine.

**

After dinner, the few people sat in the living room for a while. There were very few guests from the Fu family. The two old men were also happy and did not let the few people leave until nearly ten o'clock.

"Xiyan, why don't you stay here tonight? The third brother will take care of Wanwan." Old Mrs. Fu suggested.

Qiao Xiyan glanced at Fu Chen. Since Mr. Fu decided on this matter, he had never said a word from beginning to end.

"San Master, will I stay at your place for one night tonight?" He was worried that he would leave Song Fengwan alone, and wanted to see her future living environment and have a good chat with Fu Chen.

"Yes." Fu Chen did not refuse this time.

After tidying up the things, the few people left. Song Fengwan drank some wine, his face flushed, and he was a little staggering when walking.

"Is this too much drunk? Otherwise, I'll take the third brother's car later, Xiyan has to drive. If I vomit, it's not easy to take care of her." Old Mrs. Fu made the arrangement very considerately.

Qiao Xiyan was also worried about this, so he nodded.

"I didn't drink too much, really." Song Fengwan wanted to cry. Last time he took Fu Chen's car, he almost suppressed her to death.

At this moment, Fu Chen had already gotten into the car, the door was open, and the dim light made people unable to see his face.

"It took half an hour to drive there. The city was traffic jam and left, and I walked and stopped. If I really vomited, what would you do if you asked Xiyan?" Old Mrs. Fu frowned.

"Get on the car." Fu Chen's voice came quietly.

Song Fengwan bit his lip and looked at Qiao Xiyan pitifully before he got into the car unwillingly.

Fu Chen's car was in front, and Qiao Xiyan drove closely.

**

Inside the car

Fu Chen stroked the Buddhist beads with his fingers, turned his head and glanced at the person beside him. What distance is this far from me?

Do you think I'll eat her?

Qiao Xiyan's car was right behind, and he would never do anything wrong. This guy has arrived at his house...

No hurry, the future is long.

He pursed his thin lips and raised a faint curve.

Song Fengwan was frightened from beginning to end and felt that he had no idea of ​​a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

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To congratulations to the two of them for finally living together, the ones who left messages today all received a reward of 20xxb.

To borrow a message from readers: Third Master, Oscar owes you a movie hero.

But Wanwan's intuition is really accurate, and it has always been accurate. Haha, you have to believe your intuition, it's just that sheep enters the tiger's mouth, and there is no mistake.
Chapter completed!