Chapter 209 - Wanwan's Assist
Chapter 209 – Wanwan’s Assist
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Outside the house, the falling snow filled the sky, and the cold wind blew.
Inside the house, the fragrance of food wafted from the kitchen. Song Fengwan and Yan Wangchuan were sitting on the sofa, and the TV was broadcasting the night news. Although they were sitting together, they each had their own thoughts.
It was just that Qiao Aiyun was still in the living room, so no one dared to mention it.
Song Fengwan was still in great shock, and it took her a long time to accept the fact that Yan Wangchuan had secretly kissed her mom.
“Wanwan…” Qiao Aiyun suddenly called her.
As soon as Song Fengwan stood up, Yan Wangchuan stood up instinctively and stared at her, scaring her.
“Uncle Yan, erm, my mom called me.” Song Fengwan coughed twice, feeling extremely awkward.
Yan Wangchuan gave her a deep look.
Song Fengwan swallowed her saliva nervously. Is he warning me?
She scurried into the kitchen.
“Help me bring the food out. Be careful not to burn yourself.”
Just as Song Fengwan was about to take the food, a pair of wide palms reached over and took the hot soup bowl. “It’s hot. Let me do it.”
Yan Wangchuan didn’t say anything else and silently brought all the food to the table.
After the three of them sat down, they didn’t talk much during the meal. Yan Wangchuan kept putting food into both Qiao Aiyun’s and Song Fengwan’s bowls, but he himself didn’t eat much.
“Senior Brother, you should eat too. Wanwan and I aren’t children. If we want to eat something, we’ll get it ourselves.”
Yan Wangchuan remained silent.
When they finished eating, he was responsible for finishing up the remainder.
“Is it enough?” Qiao Aiyun poured him a glass of water. “Why didn’t you eat just now? You’re finishing up the plates so cleanly now.”
“You two haven’t eaten for a day, so it’s more important for you two to eat. I can eat anything.”
Qiao Aiyun only felt her heart aching, and she didn’t know what to say for a while.
Song Fengwan lowered her head and drank a cup of yogurt. When she compared Yan Wangchuan to Song Jingren, she suddenly felt very upset.
When she and Fu Chen were at the police station, Yan Wangchuan had almost fought Jiang Zhiqiang. This kind of hooligan spoke carelessly, and to him, kidnapping and even molestation were nothing.
Earlier, when Yan Wangchuan heard what he said, he had exploded with rage, and Qiao Wangbei was also there. They had only stopped because a group of police officers persuaded them.
Song Fengwan knew that Yan Wangchuan was only protecting her because she was the daughter of the woman he loved. Even so, after everything that had happened, she also knew that he genuinely treated her well.
In the past, she used to think that Yan Wangchuan was rigid, serious, and boring. But now, she felt that maybe only such a serious person would be able to give her mother the greatest sense of security.
If they really get together, I’ll definitely support it.
It’s just that…
He’s too timid.
Anyone could see that he was wooing Qiao Aiyun, but he wasn’t expressing anything at all, and even the kiss was done secretly.
Song Fengwan was speechless while thinking about how to enlighten him a little.
***
After dinner, Qiao Aiyun was in charge of washing the dishes and shooed the two of them back to their rooms to sleep.
But she didn’t know at all that the two of them were standing in the corridor on the second floor, confronting each other.
The lights in the corridor were dim, setting off Yan Wangchuan’s face to look increasingly serious and cold.
“Uncle Yan, I should go back to my room. It’s late.” Song Fengwan reached out her hand and tugged at her clothes, a little embarrassed by his gaze.
After a long time, a certain someone said, “Keep it a secret.”
Song Fengwan lifted her eyelids and looked at him. Her intelligent and slender phoenix eyes were shining and slightly narrowed like a little fox’s. “Why should I help you keep it a secret? You did something bad yourself. What right do you have to ask me?”
“You really saw it.” Yan Wangchuan had merely pecked Qiao Aiyun’s lips, and he wasn’t sure if Song Fengwan really saw it.
“What? You want to silence me?” Song Fengwan raised her eyebrows.
Yan Wangchuan pursed his lips, looking cold.
He had never dealt with such a situation before and didn’t know what to do.
After more than ten seconds, he said coldly and rigidly, “Don’t say it.”
“What if I do?” Song Fengwan teased him purposely.
“I know your secret.” Yan Wangchuan kept his back straight, resembling an immovable mountain.
“My secret?” Song Fengwan chuckled softly.
“Your and Fu Chen’s.”
Song Fengwan’s smile froze. Is he threatening me?
“I’m going back to my room. You should rest early.” With that, Yan Wangchuan directly went back to his room to rest.
Song Fengwan stood in the corridor and didn’t come back to her senses for a long time. How does he know? Did he see it just now?
She hurried back to her room, locked the door, and called Fu Chen.
Fu Chen had just arrived home. Huai Sheng was sleeping on his bed and hugging the wooden fish. “Hello, Wanwan.”
“Third Brother, how does Uncle Yan know about us?”
Fu Chen raised his eyebrows. “What do you mean?”
Song Fengwan told him truthfully about what had happened just now, and Fu Chen smiled. “Don’t be afraid of him. Even if he knows, he won’t dare to say it.”
“He really won’t dare to?”
“He’s just scaring you.” Fu Chen and Yan Wangchuan were on the same side, and they knew too many of each other’s secrets. If he really dared to expose them, not only would Song Fengwan resent him, but he might even reveal his own secrets.
Although he doesn’t have high EQ, he is a true businessman. He won’t make a losing deal.
“Since he doesn’t dare, why did he threaten me? He’s so childish.” Song Fengwan harrumphed and kept kicking the blanket.
Fu Chen just smiled and chatted with her for a while. He reminded her to sleep earlier before hanging up.
He walked to the bed and tried to pull Huai Sheng’s wooden fish out of his embrace, but he refused to let go no matter what.
“Huai Sheng?” Fu Chen called out to him softly. Doesn’t he feel uncomfortable hugging a log while sleeping?
Huai Sheng groaned, turned around, and hugged the wooden fish tightly.
Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, wrote a note, and placed it on the bedside table.
[I slept late last night. If you want to do your morning class, do it outside.]
The next morning, Huai Sheng carried the little wooden fish to the living room for his morning class, causing the rest of the Fu family to break down. Fu Yuxiu almost wanted to strangle him to death.
This is really endless.
Why does Third Uncle like such an unlucky child?
***
The kidnapping case by Song Jingren gradually faded out of the public’s eyes along with the bankruptcy of the Song Group. Just the Song Group building alone was worth a lot of money, so it almost offset the entire debt.
On the day of the Song Group’s dismantlement, the media made a special report on the former leading business in Yuncheng. This naturally included Song Jingren’s personal matters, and Song Fengwan was inevitably involved.
But the media still had some conscience, so they didn’t release any photos of her and used an alias for her.
In the atelier and school, many people knew about Song Fengwan’s identity and background. But the students felt that these things were far too distant from them and just occasionally gossiped about them. As time passed, there were naturally other things that attracted their attention, so they no longer cared about these things.
For Song Fengwan, it didn’t affect her much.
When the matter with the Song family came to an end, Old Madam Yan decided to return to Nanjiang the next day.
She was very old, and Yan Wangchuan was worried about her being alone, so he naturally had to send her back.
Their flight was in the morning, and the Qiao family naturally sent them off.
***
The flight was at half past eight. They arrived at the airport at around seven and waited in the lounge.
Old Madam Yan kept holding Song Fengwan’s hand. “Go apply for our Nanjing Academy of Fine Arts. It’ll be good to give it a try. The academy is quite good.”
The eight major art schools in China also included the Nanjiang Academy of Fine Arts.
“Okay.” Song Fengwan couldn’t refuse her and could only nod in agreement.
“After your college entrance exams are over, move to Nanjiang with your mother for a period of time. It’s much better than here. The weather is so cold that I didn’t even dare to go out.” Old Madam Yan kept holding her hand and refused to let go.
“Okay.”
“Aiyun, did you hear that? Come to Nanjiang with Wanwan to play during summer break.” Old Madam Yan didn’t know when her blockhead son would be able to woo Qiao Aiyun successfully, so she could only try her best to help him.
“Okay.” Qiao Aiyun also couldn’t decline and could only nod in agreement.
Her seat was next to Yan Wangchuan’s, and he was still as taciturn as before.
Qiao Aiyun cleared her throat and said a few pleasantries, “Go back and take good care of Auntie. Take care of yourself too.”
“I’ll be back as soon as possible,” Yan Wangchuan suddenly said.
The atmosphere in the lounge instantly became a little strange.
Other than the shocked Qiao Aiyun and the expressionless Yan Wangchuan, everyone else was holding back their laughter.
“… I know you’re usually quite busy with work. Actually, you don’t have to come all the way here.” Qiao Aiyun wished she could bury her head in a crack in the ground. What nonsense is this person saying? Can’t he talk properly?
He’s always giving irrelevant answers.
“You don’t want me to come?” Yan Wangchuan’s expression was serious, and even his tone became serious.
Song Fengwan directly laughed out loud.
This must be what happened when he proposed to her too.
I never knew that there were moves like this. He’s so slick…
Qiao Aiyun’s scalp went numb. She couldn’t answer him at all. She couldn’t possibly say that she really didn’t want him to come. So she could only bite the bullet and say, “That’s not what I meant.”
“So you do hope that I’ll come.” Yan Wangchuan summarized it in one sentence.
Song Fengwan was about to go crazy laughing. These moves are really so slick.
“But you still have to handle the things that need to be handled. You have to do your work properly, and you can’t forget the important things.” What else could Qiao Aiyun say? She really had no way of dealing with Yan Wangchuan.
“Okay, I understand.”
Qiao Aiyun felt that this topic had finally stopped, and only then did she dare to heave a sigh of relief. But Yan Wangchuan’s following words made her face flush red in embarrassment again.
“I’ll renovate the new house and prepare the betrothal gifts. The next time I come, I will also bring my residence booklet. I won’t forget these kinds of important matters.”
Qiao Aiyun was caught between laughter and tears. I asked him to do his work properly. What is he saying?
“Is your household register in Yuncheng or Suzhou? We have to get our marriage license at the locations of the household registers of both parties. Do we need to go to Suzhou? Or do you want to go back to Nanjiang with me?” Yan Wangchuan said, deadly serious.
Qiao Aiyun pinched the space between her eyebrows. “I’m going out to take a breather.”
“I’ll accompany you.”
As soon as Yan Wangchuan got up, Qiao Aiyun said, “Sit down!”
He froze for a second before sitting down obediently.
Old Madam Yan was dumbfounded. This kid has never been so obedient. He’s as stubborn as an ox, resolute in his words, and has a one-track mind. When he disagrees with me, he has never compromised, yet he’s actually being so obedient?
There really is always one thing that can subdue another.
***
After Qiao Aiyun went out, she thought about the conversation just now and didn’t know whether she should laugh or cry.
After ten minutes, Qiao Aiyun returned to the lounge.
It was about time for Yan Wangchuan and Old Madam Yan to check their tickets and enter the station. They also still had to line up for security checks, which would take them some time. After bidding farewell, everyone left the lounge for Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Aiyun to be alone.
Yan Wangchuan said, “I’m leaving.”
“Okay. Have a safe trip.”
Then they looked at each other in silence for a long time.
Even until Song Fengwan knocked on the door and entered, the two of them seemed to be in the same position as before.
“Have you two been standing there all this time?” Song Fengwan furrowed her brows. We left the lounge for around seven minutes. What exactly are they doing?
“If not, what else would we do?” Qiao Aiyun was caught between laughter and tears. Is this girl thinking about some nonsensical things?
This isn’t the first time she’s teased me. She’s really getting bolder and bolder.
“Uncle Yan, weren’t you very proactive that night? Why aren’t you moving?” Song Fengwan smiled slyly, looking exactly like a little fox.
Yan Wangchuan’s body stiffened, and his palms holding his laptop bag started sweating.
“What night?” Qiao Aiyun was at a loss.
“It’s just…” Song Fengwan smiled brightly at Yan Wangchuan.”… just the time Uncle Yan kissed you. Didn’t he tell you? Are you not going to admit it?”
The taut string in Yan Wangchuan’s mind instantly snapped, and his mind went blank for a moment. The prankster had already run out of the lounge.
Qiao Aiyun was stunned. “Haha, Senior Brother, don’t mind her. This girl is definitely spouting nonsense…”
The atmosphere was stagnant, and she wanted to find a way out for the both of them.
“Erm… Auntie has been waiting outside for a long time. I’ll go out first.” Qiao Aiyun coughed and turned around to leave.
Her face was flushed red. Secretly kiss?
Senior Brother Yan?
Is there something wrong with him? He can do such a thing?
Qiao Aiyun thought in her heart that she would deal with Song Fengwan properly later. She’s teased me before, and now she’s still talking nonsense. Who exactly lent her the courage to do all this?
Before she reached the door, she heard footsteps behind her. When she turned around again…
Yan Wangchuan’s face was cold and dark as he closed in on her domineeringly..