Chapter 853 The Third Master Is Drunk, His Love Has Been Planned for a Long Time (2 More)

Xiao Yan Xiansen didn't even know that after he had finished speaking, the atmosphere in the living room was so embarrassing, he had already obediently sat on the children's chair, set up the spoons and learning chopsticks, and obediently waited for dinner.

"Why are you standing still, sit down." Old Madam Yan smiled awkwardly and beckoned everyone to sit down.

Qiao Wangbei glanced at his little nephew, this little guy talks a lot.

Before Fu Chenshen came, Qiao Wangbei wished he could be cut into pieces by a thousand knives. It was fine for his family to talk about it in private, but it would be really embarrassing to talk about it.

Fu Zhongli sat down coughing, and this family actually discussed this kind of thing in private?

In fact, when he was discussing the details of the marriage proposal with the few people on the opposite side, Qiao Wangbei's gaze was attracted to him from time to time.

He turned the knife completely instinctively. The calluses on his hands were very thick, and there were scars cut by the knife. In some places, the depth of the incision reached the bone. It was not easy to do any kind of work.

It is said that he operated the machine and almost lost half of his arm once.

After sitting down, it is natural to drink.

"It's only noon, drink less." Qiao Aiyun reminded.

But Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Wangbei looked at each other, they were rushing to get Fu Chen drunk today, how could they drink less, and Fu Chen came here today to beg someone, even if he doesn't drink normally, he will refuse today Can't refuse.

Song Fengwan just watched, red, white, yellow, and various colors of wine were poured into his glass.

Frown slightly.

"uncle……"

"What's the matter, I'm happy today, Fu Chen, if you can't drink, we won't force you." After Qiao Wangbei finished speaking, even though Fu Chen was already drunk, he could only nod his head.

"It's okay, let's continue."

He patted Song Fengwan's hand, signaling her that it's okay.

Fu Zhongli stayed out of the matter at this time, and just had a few drinks with him.

The meal didn't end until after two o'clock in the afternoon. It wasn't until Fu Chen couldn't take it anymore and felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

He ran to the bathroom, and Song Fengwan followed closely. Before he went in, he heard the sound of the toilet flushing from inside, and he probably vomited...

"Why did you drink him and make him like this." Qiao Aiyun was annoyed, "It seems that I can't leave today, and I probably have to stay at home."

Qiao Wangbei and Yan Wangchuan had a drink together, but Fu Chen was knocked down. When they heard that he was going to stay at home, both of them turned cold.

"Stay?" Yan Wangchuan raised his eyebrows.

"I guess he vomited. Could it be possible to let him leave now? He must have a rest first."

Fu Zhongli sat on the side, lowered his head and smiled sullenly.

**

Fu Chen did vomit once, it was some wine, but he became more sober, and with Song Fengwan's support, he stumbled to the second floor.

"Lie down, I'll get you a towel." Song Fengwan turned and went into the bathroom, ready to twist a towel and wipe his face. Before he could react, the person who was still lying on the bed squeezed in at some point.

This place is not big, even turning around alone feels uncomfortable, let alone another person.

"Why are you up?"

Song Fengwan didn't turn his head, someone had already leaned gently from behind.

He looked a little weak, his face was very red, he was breathless...

It's all wine.

It was obvious that he had drunk too much, and it was no wonder that he didn't evade the slightest bit when the two of them poured him alcohol.

"Headache."

Fu Chen seldom drank alcohol, but this time he drank in a hurry, and just vomited once, and at this moment his head was dizzy.

"You shouldn't have gone crazy with them just now, didn't you see that the two of them did it on purpose?" Song Fengwan lowered his head and twisted the towel, feeling helpless and distressed.

Fu Chen lightly touched her lower abdomen with his fingers, "Has the little thing bothered you recently?"

"Very good."

Song Fengwan turned around, folded the cold towel slightly, and someone obediently put his hands on the sink behind Song Fengwan.

Xu Xu circled her, lowered his head, following her height.

He was also worried about touching her, always afraid of squeezing her stomach.

The towel was cold and fell on his forehead and eyebrows, making him so comfortable that he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Don't try to be brave next time."

"I know."

"They really want to tease you. They discussed it all night yesterday. If my mother didn't stop me behind, they planned to leave you alone."

"It doesn't matter, I did not think carefully before, so it's better to let them vent their anger."

Song Fengwan chuckled, "You know it in your heart."

"At that time, I only thought about you and wanted to be with you, so I couldn't care about others."

At this time, Fu Chen's brows and eyes were all covered, and he breathed out while talking, and he still smelled of alcohol.

A little drunk.

"Third Brother..."

"Um?"

"When on earth did you like me?" Song Fengwan covered the towel with both hands, and supported it on Fu Chen's eyes.

"Maybe..." Fu Chen drank some wine today, and he spoke naturally, "A long time ago."

"how long?"

"I saw you when you were a child. At Joe's funeral, I guess you don't remember it. You followed closely behind Qiao Xiyan, like a little tail, and your eyes were red from crying."

Song Fengwan couldn't remember these things clearly.

"When the old man left, I went with him to be cremated and buried. At that time, my father hugged you, and you called me brother."

"At that time you..."

"The face is fleshy, very cute."

"Did you just..." Song Fengwan frowned, "Don't you have any special hobbies?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fu Chen chuckled lightly, "Afterwards, the matter passed. You were so young, so I could have no idea about you. It's just that after a few years, I always heard from my parents. Later, when you married Yuxiu, it was natural Pay more attention."

"The time you went to our house a few years ago..." Song Fengwan bit his lip.

"I was just..." Fu Chen curled his lips, "I wanted to support you."

In fact, liking or falling in love with this thing is very mysterious, and Fu Chen couldn't tell when he had a different feeling for her, just...

At that moment, I wanted to support her and give her something to rely on.

When some thoughts arise, they will start to breed in various ways.

Fu Chen suddenly remembered many things from the past, especially when Song Fengwan first entered the capital, he felt a little softness at the corner of his mouth as soon as he curled his lips.

His eyes were cold, but his heart became more and more gentle.

"thank you for loving me."

Fu Chen had already drank some wine, and when he got drunk, he leaned on her, but he took care of her body and never dared to act presumptuously...

*

Later, it was Song Fengwan who helped him to rest on the bed, twisted the towel again, and wiped his face. After a few minutes, Qiao Aiyun knocked on the door and came in, cooking him some hangover soup.

"Help him up to drink now. I knocked on the door several times just now, but no one answered. I'm afraid..." Qiao Aiyun coughed, "I didn't dare to come in directly."

Qiao Aiyun is not worried, the two of them will mess around at this time, but they are afraid that Fu Chen is changing clothes or something, it will inevitably be embarrassing.

"Maybe I was in the bathroom and didn't hear it." Song Fengwan took the hangover soup.

Originally, this bowl of hangover soup should have been sent by Yan Wangchuan, but Qiao Aiyun scolded him because he and Qiao Wangbei got Fu Chen drunk.

He volunteered and said that he would pay for his merits!

But Qiao Aiyun didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, he didn't know how to take care of others, he was afraid that when the time came, he would open Fu Chen's mouth, wishing he could stuff all the bowls into it.

**

Fu Chen came to Nanjiang this time. Apart from proposing marriage, he also wanted to take wedding photos with Song Fengwan. Before that, he took a group photo in the capital. It was not so much a wedding photo, but an artistic photo. Because of the ice and snow, he couldn't wear a wedding dress.

She had contacted the photography studio a long time ago, and she needed to change a few sets of clothes that day. Qiao Aiyun was worried that she would not be able to bear it, so she followed almost the whole process.

As a result, both Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Wangbei followed.

This made Fu Chen and Song Fengwan extremely uncomfortable.

"Both of you, be closer and keep your cheeks close together." Naturally, the sweeter the wedding photos, the better. The photographer even invited the two of them to kiss, but Fu Chen clearly felt the chill on his back.

He is not a person who likes to take pictures, and he is not good at poses. Moreover, the photographer insists on a dozen poses in one place, and he is not a star, so how can he think of so many.

and……

He also felt a little embarrassed to be so affectionate in front of the elders.

Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Wangbei were sitting in the shade of a tree in the distance, staring at them.

There was a group of wedding photos taken on the beach next to Yan's house, and they definitely wanted to come and watch them.

"Third Master, give your wife a kiss, get closer, don't move."

Shifang and Qianjiang stood on one side, trying to hold back their laughter.

The third master of his family has never been so obedient in his life. He can do whatever others ask him to do.

It's not like Qiao Wangbei didn't have nothing to do. With work in his pocket, he found a stone at random and started carving on his own.

"What the hell is Fu Chen nervous about? Look at his expression, how stiff it is." Qiao Wangbei didn't forget to comment in his spare time.

"It's an ugly smile." Yan Wangchuan made up the knife.

"It's still natural for us to be late at night. He is still a bit old-fashioned in this suit."

"It's an old man!" He continued to make up the knife.

"Recently, this kid is quite sensible, and he can talk and do things well."

"Let's make things difficult for him when we are going to welcome the relatives. When did he do any useless work? You won't be captured by him, right?" Yan Wangchuan asked.

The strength of Qiao Wangbei's hands suddenly increased, and he cut off the prototype of the villain he had just carved in his hand.

**

Fu Chen was taking wedding photos and had to stay in Nanjiang for a few days before going back to Beijing to prepare for the wedding. Song Feng stayed at home until the wedding before arriving in the capital. During this time, the two needed to be apart for a while.

There was nothing wrong with Fu Zhongli staying in Nanjiang, so he returned to Beijing ahead of schedule.

Perhaps the temperature difference between the north and the south was too great. On the night of returning home, he suddenly had a high fever and was sent to the hospital overnight.

The car drove out of the compound in the middle of the night. Some media thought that something happened to the leader, and rushed to the hospital to interview. It was only later that they found out that it was Fu Zhongli.

As a result, the headline the next day read:

[The second master of the Fu family passed out overnight and went to the doctor. It is reported that his condition has initially stabilized. 】

Fu Zhongli had a fever, which was brought under control that night, but it was only published in the newspaper, which made him very depressed.

Especially Fu Shinan, who specifically called to inquire about his physical condition.

"Why are you so sick?" The media exaggerates that even a cold can make you terminally ill.

"I'm not sick, I just had a fever. At that time, my body temperature couldn't drop, so I came to the hospital."

"Fell ill just after returning from Nanjiang? The Yan family made things difficult for you? You are not a coward."

I guess no one can figure it out. In fact, their brothers grew up with each other. When they were young, they often had conflicts.

Fu Shinan is also an outspoken black-bellied person.

The meaning of this is clearly to complain that he was scared out of trouble.

Fu Zhongli was quite helpless, he went to propose a marriage, and when he came back, he made a headline on the hot search.

**

After Fu Chen returned from Nanjiang, his wedding with Song Fengwan was put on the agenda in full swing.

When preparing for the wedding, there will definitely be a lot of mishandling for the first time. Fu Chen took some time and went to Jinghanchuan's wedding room, planning to ask him for some experience.

Jing Hanchuan knew everything, and told him all the emergencies he encountered at that time.

Before leaving, Xu Yuanfei wanted to keep him in the kitchen, but Fu Chen declined.

"I still have a lot of work to do, so I won't bother you. This is a gift I brought to you from Nanjiang."

Jing Hanchuan squinted his eyes and looked at the box, which had the logo of a certain brand of coconut cake printed on it. At that time, the corners of his mouth curled up, thinking that he was quite interesting, but when he opened it, a smell of traditional Chinese medicine hit his face.

"I asked Mr. Fan for the prescription, which should be useful to you."

"You take this box?"

"Didn't you find a suitable box for a while, you all worked so hard." Fu Chen said, patted Jing Hanchuan on the shoulder, turned around and left with a smile.

Jing Hanchuan's fingers tightened slightly.

Xu Yuanfei was coughing, but in fact she was also very depressed, both of them were fine, why is it so difficult to have a child!

Sixth Master, I think children are crazy, just let nature take its course.

Third Master: This may be related to personal ability.

Master Six: Fish pond warning.

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