Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

l a living human being.
Yet he ignored me and directly flirted with her?

He’s way too much.

Fu Chen took out a book at random and sat on the empty bed between the two of them.
He was in a good mood.

She doesn’t hate me?

Can I understand it as: There’s some fondness?

***

A few minutes later, two masseuses came into the room.
It was a man and a woman around thirty years old in uniforms.

First, it was a foot bath and a foot massage.
When the masseuse pressed on certain acupuncture points, it really hurt a little.
Song Fengwan shrunk her body, clutched the bedsheets, and gritted her teeth, embarrassed to cry out in pain.

Fu Chen was holding a book, but he kept tilting his head to look at her.
He had a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

On the other side, Duan Linbai was moaning in comfort.

From time to time, the words ‘comfortable’ and ‘nice’ would come out of his mouth.
Shi Fang and Qian Jiang stood guard at the door.
The soundproofing wasn’t very good, and someone was moaning very happily.

Shi Fang whispered, “This is having a massage? People who don’t know better might think he’s moaning in bed.”

Qian Jiang’s face remained cold, but he clenched his fists tightly.
He didn’t understand why Third Master had such a friend.

Fu Chen turned around and glared at Duan Linbai.
Duan Linbai immediately shut his mouth.

Can’t I even moan in comfort a few times? He even glared at me to threaten me.

***

After Song Fengwan’s foot massage ended, the masseuse started massaging her body.
The female masseuse knew that she was young and was afraid that she wouldn’t be comfortable if someone was looking at her, so she let down the curtain in the middle.
Even so, Song Fengwan still didn’t know how to cooperate, and her movements were stiff and awkward.

“Try to relax your body.
Don’t be nervous.
Just leave it to me.” The masseuse smiled.

The masseuse massaged her back for a while and helped her stretch her tendons.
“Your body is very soft.”

“I learned dance for a few years when I was young.” Qiao Aiyun felt that learning dance would improve people’s temperament.
But Song Fengwan didn’t have much interest and gradually abandoned it.

“Your skin is fair and tender.
It’s so nice to be young.
Even if you don’t apply products, your skin’s still clean and pretty.”

Fu Chen couldn’t see anything and could only continue reading.
Hearing this, he looked up and saw a certain someone grinning at him.

He wished he could throw the book at a certain someone’s face.

***

After the massage, the three of them rested for a while before walking out of the massage center.
There was a night market nearby.
Although it was regulated, there were still many food stalls and barbecues after 10 p.m.

Song Fengwan was really a little hungry.
Duan Linbai suggested having some barbecue, so she immediately looked at Fu Chen pitifully.

“Why are you looking at him? It’s my treat.
If he doesn’t want to go, I’ll take you home later.” Duan Linbai snorted coldly.

“Let’s go.” Fu Chen pulled the scarf around her neck up an inch to cover her mouth and nose.
“The wind is strong, and it’s cold outside.”

Duan Linbai’s ‘dog eyes’ were totally blinded tonight by Fu Chen’s affection.

The night market was very close to the massage center.
The three of them walked on foot, and a certain someone quietly approached Fu Chen.
“Third Fu, Little Sister-in-Law’s waist is thin, and her body is soft.
You’re lucky.”

Fu Chen shot him a cold glance.
“If you die an unnatural death, it must be because you talk too much.”

Duan Linbai rubbed his fingers. As if that doesn’t make you happy.
Your words are so ruthless.

At this moment, in a car parked not far away, a pair of vicious eyes were staring closely at Song Fengwan, and the person’s expression was malicious and ferocious.

The person’s fingers suddenly exerted strength, and the person’s nails broke.
Blood slowly flowed out. What did she do to deserve Fu Chen’s favor?