Chapter 21 San Ye: No hurry, we will be long in Japan

  Song Fengwan was choked on his throat by sip of wine, his face was flushed with cough, as if he was stained with peach blossoms, and his eyes were also covered with a layer of mist, and he looked at Father Fu innocently.

  Fu's family agreed to help her arrange accommodation and school. I thought it was just an ordinary small apartment, but I would not have thought of living directly in Sanye’s place.

   "Dad, I'm afraid this is not appropriate." It was Fu Chen who spoke first. His expression was gentle, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he was slightly displeased.

  Song Fengwan said obediently, “That’s right, I’ll be here for more than two months, wherever I dare to trouble Sanye, just rent a house near the school.”

  "I have several thoughts on this matter. First of all, the third place is big, safe and quiet, so it is suitable for you to learn to paint;"

  "Secondly, this kid is very good at taking care of himself. The board and lodging are very good. You usually study so hard, so you must make more supplements;"

   "Furthermore, I heard that Yu Xiu that **** made trouble for you. You live with the third child, and that guy dare not even step into the door. You can study with peace of mind."

  The Fu family is dedicated to advisers. Since Mr. Fu has made up his mind about what to do, he has naturally thought of thousands of ways to deal with it.

   "Old Fu, I'm a girl after all, San Ye..." Qiao Xiyan wrinkled her eyebrows, "I'm afraid of inconvenience."

  After all, Fu Chen lives alone, and his men are also men.

   "It's inconvenient." Fu Chen echoed.

   "How many days do you live in your house a year? If it weren't for going to Yuncheng to deal with things this time, you must have gone to the west to climb the snowy mountains. The house is usually empty. What's wrong with the individual?" Fu Lao Shen frowned.

  He glared at Fu Chen, and if you refused, I immediately showed you a good-looking appearance.

"Originally we planned to find a small apartment near the school, but you are young, even if we find you a nanny to take care of you, we are not at ease, if something happens..." Mrs. Fu Frowning, a worried look on his face.

  Qiao Xi yanted his finger over the chopsticks. The Fu family was right. Song Feng was not very old, and the people in this world were not old enough. Even if they arranged to take care of her with the best knowledge, there would be an accident.

  Many of the kidnapping cases of this big family are internal problems.

  Fu Chen is a vegetarian who believes in Buddhism. He is notoriously pure-hearted and low-spirited. He has to be a monk. At least he is safe in his place. He has also seen Fu Yuxiu's domineering, and Fu Chen is the safest one.

  Furthermore, the son brought up by Mr. Fu himself is also a well-known gentleman and decent, so there is no problem thinking about it.

   "San Ye, I am afraid I will trouble you for more than two months." Qiao Xiyan said directly.

  Song Fengwan kept winking at his cousin.

  I'll go, Fu Chen threatened her with his eyes just now. If this gets to his place, doesn't he have to kill himself?

   Fu lowered his eyes and curled his eyebrows, and did not speak.

  "Lao San, when you were listening to the drama, you promised me, now you want to go back?" Old lady Fu hummed softly.

   "Mom, you should know that I never let women in." Fu Shen suppressed his voice, very unhappy.

"What woman, it's not the woman who will chase you stalker every night, she's just a girl, staying for two or three months, you have the heart to be an elder to let a girl live by herself?" Old man Fu Cut off his words.

   "Grandpa Fu, I..." Song Fengwan didn't want to go either. As soon as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted.

   "Late night, anyway, your cousin agreed. This is the case. Later, you will go back with your third child, get familiar with the environment, and report to school the day after tomorrow." Father Fu made a decisive decision and finalized the matter directly.

  "Lao San, please don't bully others. If you let me know that you shook your face with me behind your back, I won't forgive you." Old lady Fu snorted coldly.

  Her face is serious, and her heart is full of joy. Song Fengwan is beautiful and well-behaved, soft and pleasant. Fu Chen is usually too bored. If such a little girl lives in, there is more anger over there.

  Perhaps he will get awake someday and want to add a mistress to the family, then is she still far from holding his grandson?

  **

  Song Fengwan’s stay was set, the atmosphere on the dining table was a little weird. Song Fengwan lowered his head and unknowingly drank half a glass of wine. At this moment, his face seemed to be burning and his brain was a little dizzy.

  She whispered, "I'm going to the bathroom."

  She needs to wash her face and wake up.

  "Miss Song, please come here." A servant immediately came to show her the way. Song Feng went in late and washed his face. When he thought of living in Fu Chen's house, he couldn't calm down.

  When she went out, several servants under the corridor were still whispering.

   "San Ye has such a weird temper, Miss Song is too pitiful."

   "There was a woman who wanted to break into his house before, and San Ye directly reported to her to warn her of breaking into a private house. It was a big noise and it was a shame."

   "I'm afraid that Miss Song will live in, San Ye will not even give her a half-hearted expression."

  ……

  Song Feng became more sad as he heard it late, and when he returned to the table, he felt so depressed that he drank a whole glass of wine.

  **

  After eating, a few people sat in the living room for a while. The Fu family rarely visited guests, and the two elderly people were also happy. They didn't let them leave until nearly ten o'clock.

  "Xiyan, would you like to stay with me tonight? The youngest will take care of me over there tonight." Mrs. Fu suggested.

  Qiao Xiyan glanced at Fu Shen. Since Mr. Fu finalized the matter, he hasn't said a word from beginning to end.

"San Ye, is it convenient for me to borrow one night from you tonight?" He didn't worry about leaving Song Fengwan alone, and wanted to see her future living environment, and had a good chat with Fu Shen by the way. .

   "Yes." Fu Chen did not refuse this time.

  Cleared things briefly, and a few people left. Song Feng drank some wine late, his face flushed, and he walked a little.

   "Is this too drunk? Should I take the third child's car soon, Xiyan will have to drive, if it is vomiting, it will not be easy to take care of her." Mrs. Fu made arrangements very intimately.

  Joy Xiyan was also worried about this, so he nodded.

   "I didn't drink much, really." Song Fengwan almost wanted to cry. Last time he took Fu Shen's car and almost suppressed her to death.

  At this moment, Fu Chen has gotten into the car, the door is open, and the dim light makes it difficult to see his face.

  "It's been more than half an hour after driving. The capital is stuck in traffic and left, stop and go. If this is really vomiting, what do you tell Xiyan to do?" Old lady Fu frowned.

   "Get in the car." Fu Chen's voice came faintly.

  Song Feng bit his lip late and looked at Qiao Xiyan pitifully before getting into the car unwillingly.

  Fu Shen's car was in front, and Qiao Xiyan drove to follow.

  **

  In the car

  Fu Shen rubbed his finger at the Buddhist beads, and glanced at the person beside him, so far away?

  Could it be that I would eat her?

  Qiao Xiyan’s car is behind, he won’t be fooling around, this person has arrived at his house...

  No hurry, it’s a long day.

  He pursed his thin lips, and raised a subtle arc.

  Song Fengwan was frightened from beginning to end, feeling inexplicably like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger.

  In order to congratulate the two of them finally living together, all those who leave a message today are rewarded with 20xxb.

   To borrow a sentence from the reader's message: San Ye, Oscar owes you a movie king.

  But the night’s intuition is really accurate, always accurate, haha, you have to trust your intuition, it's just that there is nothing wrong with it.

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