Chapter 398

Outside the house, there was a sudden rain and strong wind. It didn't rain until more than ten o'clock in the evening.

Yan Wangchuan's video is over. He doesn't mention song Fengwan in the whole process. He only says that he will contact her tomorrow. They are basically talking about raising the baby. Qiao Aiyun can't stay at home, so he signs up for a pregnancy course. Usually Yan Wangchuan accompanies her.

This is the first time that they have been separated for such a long time after their marriage. She said that she could be alone.

Yan Wangchuan is also not at ease. At the end of the video, he calls Yan Shaochen again.

"Ah?" As soon as Yan Shaochen listened to the pregnancy course, he was stupid, "uncle, I accompany my aunt..."

"You have to get married and have children in the future. Young people should learn more. There are only advantages but no disadvantages. You can also experience the feeling of being a father in advance. Pick up your aunt at nine tomorrow morning. Don't forget."

Yan Wangchuan was a very strong man. Yan Shaochen couldn't refuse at all. He hesitated and couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

Fu Shen pick eyebrows, Yan Shaochen is also a bad luck child, even a girlfriend, go to pregnancy course.

Experience being a father? Is it too early to experience in advance?

With such an uncle, the child is sad enough.

Fu Chen saw that he called and sent a message to song Fengwan before he pushed the door and went out.

Song Fengwan just took a bath. When he pushed the door out, the living room was dark. She could see Fu Shen standing by the window. She wrapped her coat and walked by, "Uncle Yan is still video with my mother?"

"No, I'm looking for strong men."

"Ha?"

"Let Yan Shaochen accompany aunt Yun to the pregnancy course."

Song Fengwan couldn't help laughing, "it's estimated that it will be over soon. Go back to bed quickly. I have to get up early and go to class tomorrow. Good night."

She waited for a long time, but Fu Chen didn't open his mouth. He just wanted to ask him what happened, but he said seriously, "I suddenly feel very uneasy."

"What's the matter?"

"I can't see you tonight, I can't sleep with you in my arms."

Song Fengwan suddenly feels a little out of breath. How can he always be so serious and provocative? He doesn't seem to understand it at all. Girls are really upset when they hear this kind of words.

"It's not that I can't see you anymore. I can't see you tomorrow." Song Fengwan hesitated.

"For a long time." Fu Chen leaned down and came up to her. The tip of his nose gently rubbed her face and pecked at her lips. Just now, he gave her a warm kiss on her forehead

Especially I have to sleep with Yan Wangchuan tonight.

"Soon, go back to the house." Song Fengwan looked at his thin clothes and was afraid that he would catch a cold.

When Fu Chen went back, Yan Wangchuan had already made a phone call and got into the bed. They had to share a quilt tonight. Fu Chen felt more headache.

Yan Wangchuan saw that Fu Chen was still standing by the bed, frowning slightly, "why don't you come up?"

If this boy is allowed to sleep on the sofa, he will surely slip into song Fengwan's room in the middle of the night. Although Yan Wangchuan and he are partners, they can't help him for the time being. They also want to trip him up. They can't make him succeed so easily.

"I..." Fu Chen slightly pick eyebrows, seriously, and men sleep, really uncomfortable.

Besides, he is the future father-in-law.

People sleep with their daughter-in-law. How can he sleep with his father? It's killing.

This kind of thing he hasn't been able to say with anyone. If Duan Linbai knew it, he would have to laugh to death.

"The first time?" Yan Wangchuan used to follow Mr. Qiao into the mountains to look for stones. They were all a group of martial brothers huddled together, took off their clothes, slept on a Kang, and slept with men. It was nothing special for him.

Looking at Fu Chen's manner, he looked like a big girl, which made him a little sneer.

Fu Shen raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

If he said this to a woman, he would certainly hear something different.

"There is always a first time." Yan Wangchuan's expression is rare and his speech is serious.

Does he want to come again?

Fu Chen went to bed with a stiff head. There was a Chu River between them. They would not disturb each other or move when they were sleeping.

It's just a man sleeping on the side. It's weird.

Yan Wangchuan catches up with the plane for a day and goes to bed. But Fu Chen is sleepy. He just wants to send a message to song Fengwan with his mobile phone. A deep and hoarse voice comes from behind.

"It's bad for your eyes to turn off the lights and play with your cell phone."

"I almost went to bed at night. You're almost a little bit." The tone was threatening. "If you can't sleep, we can talk for a while."

Lying in the same bed with my future father-in-law?

"I'm just looking at the time."

Fu Chen was so surprised that he didn't sleep well all night.

**

The following day

Song Feng had a class in the morning and had to go back to his dormitory to get his books. Before seven o'clock, he was sent to school by Yan Wangchuan. Before he left, he also told Fu Chen.

"The rain has stopped."

That means, you can get out of here.

"I understand."

"My uncle and cousin will come at any time." Yan Wangchuan warned, the eyes clearly said: your skin is tight for me, don't come again.

In the girls' apartment of Beijing University, Yan Wangchuan parks his rented car in front of the dormitory building and takes out the clothes and food Qiao Aiyun brought for her. "Carry them up by yourself?"

It's almost two big boxes. It's really heavy.

"My roommate will come down and pick me up."

After waiting for about half a minute, Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating ran down. Because of the class, they dressed neatly. When they looked at Yan Wangchuan, they also called uncle.

"Well." Yan Wangchuan answered without salt, and his expression was so rare that it was serious and terrible.

According to what Qiao Aiyun said, he gave two words of advice.

The two men helped Song Feng to lift things up. Hu Xin Yue could not help but make complaints about it. "Your father is so terrified at night, and he will not laugh. When he looks at me, my heart is going to jump out. What is he doing?"

"Design."

"Are you inheriting from your father?"

Xu is not willing to mention song Jingren, and song Fengwan doesn't refute that he is not his own father. These things are too complicated to explain.

"How long will your father stay?" Miao Yating asked.

"It should be a while. He'll pick us up for lunch."

"It's so funny." Although Hu Xinyue said so, she couldn't hide her joy.

Yan Wangchuan came to Beijing this time, not only to pay homage to Fu Laoshou, but also many things of the company. The most important thing is to come to Beijing to recruit people. The main reason is that the company lacks design talents. He has always been strict with himself in this aspect.

He arrived directly at Liu Hong's office.

"Mr. Yan, you are very early." The director of Liuyuan asked him to sit down with a smile.

"Send your daughter to school." Yan Wangchuan speaks frankly.

"The boy is really good." Liu said with a smile. He took out a stack of design drawings from his drawer and gave them to him. "Here are some design drafts I have selected. These are from students or teachers who are willing to work in Yan's school. You can take them back and have a look."

"Thank you." Yan Wangchuan reaches for it.

All the names above are hidden, so that we can comment on all the design drafts more objectively.

Yan Wangchuan turned it over at random and drew a picture from it.

Liu Hong squinted and thought in his heart that Yan Wangchuan's eyes were fierce enough to pick the best one.

However, after reading for a long time, he still excluded the design drawings.

"This picture is not good?"

"There is no God in the form." Yan Wangchuan squints at the picture. He always feels that the style of painting is inexpressible. Many people imitate Qiao's style, but this person's style makes him feel inexpressible.

This picture looks uncomfortable. It's a mixture of several painting styles. It's good-looking and unique. It's just strange.

Dean Liu is surprised. He really doesn't know what kind of design Yan Wangchuan wants. It's Gao Xue's masterpiece. They specially dug her up, but they don't like it?

Yan's group is a place that depends on its ability but not on its qualifications. Although it is located in Nanjiang, its annual salary is high, especially the year-end bonus. Many design students are eager to go to Yan's group after graduation.

Even Gao Xue is no exception. Although she has been employed as a lecturer in Peking University, her salary in Colleges and universities can't compare with that in enterprises. She is very confident that she will be selected.

**

On the other side, Beijing pear garden

Before returning to the capital of Yunjin, Fu Chen learned that Jing Hanchuan had not returned to his home in Beijing, so he went to the pear garden for a walk.

Jinghanchuan is very proud and charming. If Fu Chen doesn't come today, he will be very difficult to enter Beijing next time.

"Third Master, you are here. Sixth master is in the backyard." The Jing family led Fu Chen to the back.

The backyard is a place where Peking Opera actors like Liyuan usually train. Singing, reading, doing and fighting are not so simple. Many of them are children's skills. Before he entered the backyard, he heard many people singing.

A group of people stood in rows and raised their voices. The voice was not beautiful. Fu Chen cleared his voice.

From a long distance, he saw jinghanchuan. He was wearing a blue suit. He was tall and had a good figure. The plain green color set off his eyebrows and eyes as picturesque as a natural and unrestrained figure. The appearance alone was extremely beautiful.

Jinghanchuan followed his mother and learned Beijing opera for a while. Now he is singing "the ice wheel of the island turns to the sky" in "the drunken Princess". There are only a few simple sentences, but it's also a model.

He glanced at Fu Shen, took off his clothes and handed them to a man. Then he came to him and said, "what are you doing here?"

That tone is not good, temporarily was put up a pigeon, Jing Hanchuan is not a person without temper.

"I've brought you a small cage bag." Fu Chen turned a deaf ear to his displeasure.

They went to the auditorium to eat.

Even the action of holding chopsticks in jinghanchuan is extremely elegant and appropriate, "come here so early? Don't you have to accompany Miss Song? "

"She's going to class."

"A long time last night?" Jing Hanchuan squints at him.

"Where do you see that?"

"You have dark circles under your eyes, and you look dissatisfied with your desire." He has a leisurely tone.

Fu Chen chuckles. Ghost knows that he didn't sleep with song Fengwan last night. Where did he come from.

And now there's the sound of cars outside.

Pear garden is located in a secluded place. It's officially open this afternoon. It starts at three o'clock, and usually people come at two o'clock. Jinghanchuan lowers his head to eat without raising his eyebrows.

"Sixth master, someone is coming?"

"Well?"

"Miss he said she wanted to make a reservation and come to inquire about specific matters."

Hearing the two characters of he family, Fu Chen, who has been looking down at the Buddha string, can't help but look up at the lower Beijing Hanchuan.

"I'm afraid it's not for the booking." Fu Shen said lightly, "is there anyone in the he family who likes to listen to the opera?"

Jing Hanchuan's eyes drooped and he ate the soup bag slowly. Even if there was hot soup inside, his movements were still elegant and appropriate.

"You don't have much time to come to the pear garden. I'm afraid you're coming here at this time?"

Jinghanchuan put down his chopsticks, pulled a tissue on one side, and gracefully wiped the corner of his mouth. "She didn't want miss Yu to go back. Who would like to fight with herself for the huge property of the he family out of thin air?"

"The most important thing is that Miss Yu does not only stay in the capital..."

"Now I've also found a boyfriend with a strong background. If the he family wants to take her back, I'm afraid she will have to come out."

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the opposite person, "the best way is to find a more powerful boyfriend. You are the only choice."

"So miss he came here at this time to soak you up..."

Fu Chen's tone is teasing. The he family's young lady is really brave. She has even hit the Beijing family with her idea.

Jing Hanchuan holds the finger of the paper towel and raises a slight radian at the corner of her mouth. "I'm afraid she wants to be thrown into the pond by me to feed the fish. Our fish are short of fish fat for the winter."

"Sixth master, how can we reply?" Beijing family asked.

"You say that she is not qualified to take care of my garden." Jing Hanchuan's smile is mild, but it is inexplicably cold.

Fu Shen is light.

The implication is:

You don't deserve me!