Chapter 21

Song Fengwan was choked by the wine, and his face was flushed, as if he had dyed a layer of peach blossom, and his eyes were covered with fog. He looked at master Fu innocently.

The Fu family said that they would help her arrange accommodation and school. They thought it was an ordinary small apartment, but they didn't expect to live directly in the third master's place.

"Dad, I'm afraid that's not appropriate." Fu Chen was the first to speak. He looked gentle and slightly frowned.

Song Fengwan said cleverly, "that is, I'll come here for more than two months. How dare I bother the third master? Just rent a house near the school."

"I have several layers to think about it. First of all, Laosan has a big place, good security and quiet, which is suitable for you to learn painting. "

"Secondly, the boy is good at health and taking care of himself. He has good board and lodging. You have to make up for your hard work."

"What's more, I heard that Yuxiu has been asking you for trouble. You live in Laosan's house, and he doesn't dare to step in. You can study at ease."

The Fu family is a professional counselor. Since Mr. Fu has made up his mind to do something, he has come up with thousands of countermeasures.

"Mr. Fu, it's a girl after all. The third master's side..." Qiao Xiyan frowned. "I'm afraid it's inconvenient."

After all, Fu Shen lived alone, and his men were all men.

"It's inconvenient." Fu Shen echoed.

"How many days a year do you live in your house? If you didn't go to Yuncheng to deal with things this time, you must have gone to climb snow mountains in the West. The house is usually empty. What's the matter with the residents?" Old Fu frowned deeply.

He stares at Fu Chen, a pair of you again refuse, I immediately give you good-looking appearance.

"Originally, we planned to find a small apartment for wanwan near the school, but you are young. Even if we find a nanny to take care of you, we are not at ease. If something happens..." Mrs. Fu frowned and looked worried.

Qiao Xiyan's fingers are rubbing the chopsticks. The Fu family is right. Song Fengwan is young, and the world is very old. Even if she is arranged to take care of her, there will be no accident.

Most of the kidnappings committed by this rich and powerful family are internal first come problems.

Fu Shen is a Buddhist and vegetarian. He is famous for his lack of desire. He was sent to become a monk. He is at least safe in his territory. He has also seen Fu Yuxiu's domineering. It's really safest to have Fu Shen to take care of him.

What's more, the son raised by Mr. Fu himself is also a well-known gentleman. I don't think it's a problem.

"Third Master, I'm afraid I'll trouble you for more than two months." Josiyan spoke directly.

Song Fengwan winked at his cousin.

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

Fu Shen lowered his eyes and gathered his eyebrows without opening his mouth.

"Old three, you promised me when you were listening to the play, now you have to go back?" Mrs. Fu snorted.

"Mom, you should know that I never let women in." Fu Chen's voice was suppressed and he was very unhappy.

"What kind of woman is not the one who will chase you for two or three months? She is just a girl. You elder have the heart to let a girl live by herself?" Mr. Fu cut him off.

"Grandfather Fu, I..." song Fengwan didn't want to go either. As soon as she opened her mouth, her words were interrupted directly.

"Evening, anyway, your cousin also agreed. It's settled. Later, you'll go back with the third brother, get familiar with the environment first, and report to school the day after tomorrow." Master Fu made a quick decision and decided the matter directly.

"Old three, don't bully others. If I know you're behind my back, I won't forgive you." Mrs. Fu is very cold.

Her face was serious, and her heart was full of joy. Song Fengwan was beautiful and lovely, soft and sweet. Fu Chenping was too boring when she lived there. She was more angry when she lived there.

Maybe one day he will be enlightened and want to add a hostess to his family. Is she far away from holding a grandson?

**

The atmosphere on the dining table is a little strange when song Fengwan decides to stay in the hotel. Song Fengwan lowers his head and drinks half a glass of wine unconsciously. At the moment, his face seems to be burning and his brain is a little dizzy.

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

She needs to wash her face and wake up.

"Miss Song, this way, please." Immediately, a servant came to show her the way. Song Fengwan went in to wash her face. At the thought of living in Fu Chen's house, she could not calm down.

When she went out, several servants in the corridor were still whispering.

"The third master's temper is so strange that Miss Song is too pitiful."

"Before a woman wanted to break into his house, the third master directly called the police and told her to break into the house. It was so noisy that she lost her life."

"I'm afraid that if Miss Song lives in, the third master won't even give her half a good look."

……

The later Song Feng listened, the more sad he felt. When he came back to the dining table, he was so depressed that he drank the whole glass of wine.

**

After dinner, a few people sat in the living room for a while. The Fu family had very few guests, and the two old people were very happy. They didn't let them leave until nearly ten o'clock.

"Siyan, why don't you stay with me tonight? The third man will take care of him at night. " Mrs. Fu suggested.

Qiao Xiyan took a look at Fu Shen. Since Mr. Fu settled the matter, he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

"Third Master, is it convenient for me to stay with you tonight?" He didn't feel relieved to leave song Fengwan alone. He also wanted to see her future living environment and have a good chat with Fu Chen.

"Yes." Fu Chen didn't refuse this time.

After a brief tidying up, a few people left. Song Feng drank some wine in the evening, his face flushed, and he walked a little staggered.

"Is it too much to drink? If you don't want to take Lao San's car later, Xiyan will have to drive. If you throw up, it's not good to take care of her. " Mrs. Fu made a very thoughtful arrangement.

Josiyan, worried about it, nodded.

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

At the moment, Fu Chen had got on the car, the door was open, and the dim light made his face hard to see.

"It took me more than half an hour to drive. The traffic jams in Beijing left and stopped. If you really vomit, what do you want Xiyan to do?" Mrs. Fu frowned.

"Get in the car." Fu Shen's voice came from you.

Song Fengwan bit his lip and took a pitiful look at Qiao Xiyan. Then he got on the bus reluctantly.

Fu Shen's car was in front of him, and josiyan followed him.

**

In the car

Fu Chen rubbed the beads with his fingers and glanced at the person beside him. Is he so far away from me?

Do you think I'll eat her?

Josiyan's car is in the back. He can't fool around. This man has come to his house

It's not urgent. There's a long way to go.

He pursed his thin lips and raised a tiny arc.

Song Fengwan was frightened from beginning to end, and he felt like sheep entering tiger's mouth.