Chapter 168 - Teasing Senior Brother Yan? Bearing a Grudge Against Third Master
Chapter 168 – Teasing Senior Brother Yan? Bearing a Grudge Against Third Master
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yan Wangchuan’s little assistant was really frightened.
He had started following Yan Wangchuan after graduating. Actually, it was also strange that Yan Wangchuan had chosen him to be his assistant. The reason was very simple.
He didn’t talk much.
There were others helping him with his usual work. As his assistant, he was mainly responsible for driving and taking care of his daily life.
But Yan Wangchuan was usually strict with himself. The things the assistant could do were very limited, and his work was easy.
Yan Wangchuan had not dated all the way to his forties, and he didn’t even have a female companion. Normally, when he had to attend social gatherings, if the other party asked him to bring a female companion, he would reject them directly.. There was no room for negotiation.
He could bring any random person. No one had requested that his companion had to be a girlfriend or anything, but he had never compromised. He seemed to be especially particular about this.
After being with him for so long, the assistant found that apart from working and socializing, he would either work out or read books to enrich himself. His personal life was so clean that it made people’s hair stand on end.
The old madam of the Yan family still used to urge him to get married in the past.
But no matter what methods she had used, he would always deal with them coldly. The old madam couldn’t do anything about him and had already let him be.
This time, Yan Wangchuan had suddenly abandoned his work and come to Yuncheng. The assistant was already very surprised, but his boss had even fought with someone. This scared him silly.
He wasn’t a fool either. He knew that Yan Wangchuan liked Qiao Aiyun. However, not only was she married, but she also had a daughter.
He could only sigh that his boss was too infatuated. But you don’t say anything, and you put on a deadpan face all day long. Does Ms. Qiao really know of your infatuation?
“President Yan, I don’t know if I should say this.” The assistant shot him a look out of the corner of his eye. You can’t woo someone like this.
“Since you don’t know if you should say it, don’t say it.”
Yan Wangchuan’s words instantly shut him up.
The assistant shut up resentfully.
Don’t you even know that you look like a big fool with a silly smile now?
I can’t bear to watch.
Fine, go ahead and enjoy yourself.
***
Tiansheng District…
Song Fengwan was focused on reviewing in her room. Her right hand had been injured previously, so she hadn’t drawn for a few days. She was worried that her hand would get rusty during the examination, so she took a pencil and casually scribbled on a piece of drawing paper.
Sketching was her weak point, so she inevitably spent more time on it.
She was still thinking about Yan Wangchuan’s adorable contrast today. She hadn’t drawn Yan Wangchuan before, so she planned to draw a quick character sketch. But the more she drew, the stranger it seemed…
This person…
Why does he look more and more like Fu Chen?
Holy shit.
“Wanwan?” Qiao Aiyun knocked on the door.
Song Fengwan hurriedly tore off the drawing paper and put it away. “Mom, what’s wrong?”
Qiao Aiyun had warmed up a glass of milk for her. “It’s almost time for your exam. Rest more, and don’t stay up late.”
“Okay.” Song Fengwan felt guilty.
Qiao Aiyun took the few sketches she had placed aside. Although she didn’t know much about drawing and felt that the characters were similar, they were naturally good to her. “Don’t think too much about the matters at home. I’ll take care of them.”
“Yes.”
“I won’t disturb you then. Rest early.”
Qiao Aiyun was worried that her studies would be affected because of their family matters.
Alas, little did she know that someone else was affecting her daughter’s studies now.
After seeing her mother out, Song Fengwan spread out the drawing paper she had put away. She took a look at the time and saw that it was almost eleven o’clock. She picked up her phone and sent a message to Fu Chen.
[Are you asleep?]
After a few seconds, there was a reply. [No.]
[You replied so quickly? Don’t tell me you’re playing with your phone?] Song Fengwan was drinking milk. She hadn’t noticed it herself, but her conversations with Fu Chen were becoming increasingly casual.
[I’m holding my phone, afraid I’ll miss your message.]
Song Fengwan’s lips slowly curled up. Hearing no more sounds outside, she crawled under her blanket and called him.
“Hello, Third Master—”
Fu Chen frowned, looking slightly unhappy. She called me Third Brother affectionately in the day. But when she doesn’t need me, I’m Third Master? He hummed indifferently.
“A lot happened today.”
“Has it all been resolved?” Fu Chen had long heard the news from Yan Wangchuan, but he couldn’t expose their alliance.
“Yes, you don’t know how funny Uncle Yan is. He looks very cold and serious and not amenable to reason. I didn’t expect him to be quite adorable sometimes. I saw his ears turn red today.”
Song Fengwan remembered what had happened today. He had clearly been so domineering at the police station, but as soon as her mother had gone over, he suddenly became obedient.
“… He’s already so old yet still gets so shy. My mom picked up some food for him, and he was obviously delighted, but he even said he didn’t need anymore in an uncomfortable manner.
“You don’t know how amusing the contrast is.”
Song Fengwan chatted on and on for a long time, but there was no reply. She thought the call had ended. “Hey, are you still there?”
“I’m here.”
“Why aren’t you saying anything?”
“Why should I discuss this happily with you when the person I like is praising another man in front of me?” Fu Chen naturally knew that Yan Wangchuan was not a threat to him. But he felt uncomfortable when he heard her keep talking about someone else.
Song Fengwan was stunned. “Uncle Yan is my elder.”
“You used to treat me like an elder.”
Song Fengwan was so angry that she was speechless.
“Are you angry?”
Song Fengwan bit her lip and remained silent.
“I admit that I’m very jealous.”
Not only are you jealous, but you’re jealous for no reason.
“I just care too much about you. The time we get to talk every day is too short. I hope that during this time…” His voice was low and helpless but loving.
“I want there only to be me in your eyes and heart. Can’t you only focus on me?”
Song Fengwan reached out to cover her heart. It’s starting again.
What does this old man want?
“Wanwan, can’t you?” His voice was deliberately low, and his tone was really irresistible.
“Okay,” Song Fengwan replied.
“Good…”
Song Fengwan’s face flushed red as she changed the subject. “What were you busy with today?”
“Work.” Fu Chen’s voice paused for two seconds. “I miss you.”
Song Fengwan felt that this topic couldn’t continue anymore. “I’m going to bed. Good night.”
Fu Chen let out a low laugh. “Good night, Wanwan.”
Song Fengwan hung up the phone and crawled out of bed. A thin layer of sweat had already formed on her forehead, palms, and chest. She had already been very nervous because she was sneaking around, yet he kept flirting with her. Seriously…
As soon as she hung up, she received a WeChat notification. Fu Chen sent her an emoji of two small characters kissing.
She gritted her teeth. Before, he didn’t even use a smartphone. Now, he’s even playing with emojis so smoothly?
She took a sip of milk to calm herself down.
***
After sending the message, Fu Chen didn’t receive a reply for a long time. The tip of his tongue pressed against his cheek as he smiled. Next time we meet, it won’t just be an emoji.
He was just about to go to bed, but Yan Wangchuan unexpectedly called.
“Hey—” When Fu Chen spoke to him, his tone naturally wasn’t as gentle as earlier.
“I heard you specially called a lawyer for me. Sorry to trouble you.” Yan Wangchuan’s voice was also his usual coldness.
The two of them, who were on par with each other, spoke in unyielding tones.
“Wanwan called me. She’s worried about you.”
“Oh.”
“Song Jingren swallowed his anger for this incident. I’m afraid that he’ll be up to no good. This involves the division of assets, so he won’t back down. You have to pay more attention,” Fu Chen reminded.
He had interacted with Yan Wangchuan a few times and knew him a little. He was very straightforward. He could talk about business, but he was not good at scheming against others.
Song Jingren was about to be driven to a corner. A person like him would likely do something.
“I understand.”
“By the way, President Yan, do you not know how to please a woman and woo Aunt Yun?”
Yan Wangchuan tightened his grip on his phone, looking displeased. What does he mean by this?
“Since we’re allies, do you want to tell me so I can help you?”
“Thank you for your concern! There’s no need!” With that, he hung up.
His tone was cold, and his attitude was unusually tough.
Yan Wangchuan knew that his weaknesses were here. But when a junior pointed it out, he still felt uncomfortable, and his tone became colder.
Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.
The few times they had interacted, he had been taciturn. He hadn’t even revealed any emotions. The two had always been straightforward with their words without any sloppiness. Now, this was…
Is he angry?
How rare.
This is quite interesting.
After teasing Yan Wangchuan, Fu Chen fell asleep with a clear conscience. He wanted to sleep at the same time as his wife.
Yan Wangchuan was standing by the hotel window at the moment, his face reflecting in the dark glass window.
It was cold and malicious, so dark and gloomy that it looked like ink could drip out.
Teach me? Where does this brat get his confidence from? I’ve lived for so long. Do I need him to teach me? Or was he mocking me?
This brat Fu Chen is indeed someone people can’t become close acquaintances with.
This young man is mature, scheming, and full of evil tricks. I have to warn Wanwan when I see her another day.
You have to be careful when interacting with such people.