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nSong Fengwan had spent a long time psyching herself in her room, but a certain someone exposed her the moment she went downstairs.

nShe wanted to cry.

nIf Fu Chen hadn’t mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten that she had once occupied his bed when she was drunk. Now that she thought about it, it didn’t seem so hard for her to accept him forcing a kiss on her when he was drunk.

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n“Third Master, last night, I…”

n“Yesterday, you pulled me and refused to let me leave. I know you’re not feeling well, so you definitely don’t remember, right?” Fu Chen reached out his hand and rubbed his chin, as if he already knew her routine.

n“Yes.” She lowered her head and nodded.

n“I got someone to buy you some heat packs. Bring a few pieces with you when you go out.” Fu Chen lowered his head and continued eating.

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nSong Fengwan bit her lip. That’s it? That scared me to death. She really couldn’t remember what happened before she fell asleep last night, and she was afraid that he would say something shocking again.

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nBut after this incident, plus the matter of him going on a blind date, Song Fengwan was almost done venting her anger.

nShe packed her things and left for the atelier.

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nHer course was about to end, which also meant that the art examination was about to begin. For the past few days, she had stopped going to her cultural classes and focused on drawing.

nAs soon as she exited Yunjin Prime Manor and turned the corner, she saw a familiar figure getting out of a car.

n“Song Fengwan.” Fu Yuxiu was practically running over to her.

nThe last time she saw him was at the Fu family mansion, and he was beaten up by Old Master Fu. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.

nBefore, he was slim and had delicate facial features, elegant and refined, as well as clean and refreshing. But the feeling he gave off now was negative and dispirited. His eyes were bloodshot, and his dark eye circles were obvious.

nEven though he was dressed casually, he couldn’t hide the decadence that emanated from his bones.

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n“What do you want?” This was still on the territory of Fu Chen’s house, so she wasn’t afraid of him messing around.

n“When are you free? My mom wants to treat you to a meal.” Fu Yuxiu braced himself. Ever since the news about him and Jiang Fengya broke, his mother had returned and grounded him in the hospital.

nHe was at Beijing Hospital, but Jiang Fengya had returned to Yuncheng. The two of them hadn’t seen each other for a long time. If he hadn’t specially come to invite Song Fengwan, he probably wouldn’t have been able to leave.

n“I’m not free recently.” Song Fengwan was indeed busy.

n“It’s just a meal and will only take an hour or so. Our family wants to apologize to you properly.”

nBecause of this matter, his parents were reprimanded by his grandparents. In the end, they still had to ask Song Fengwan for her forgiveness first.

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nInside the Yunjin Prime Manor…

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nThe news of Fu Yuxiu’s visit soon reached Fu Chen’s ears. At this moment, he was burning incense and copying scriptures. He lifted his eyelids but didn’t say anything.

nAfter a few minutes, he put down his brush and looked at the people opposite him. “Who’s going to walk the dog today?”

nThe few of them looked at each other. No one was willing to serve this dog.

nThis ancestor only pretends to be cute in front of Fu Chen. The rest of the time, even if we pull him forcefully, he’ll still stay on the ground and refuse to leave. He’s clearly a dog, but his temper is as stubborn as an ox.

n“No one?” Fu Chen raised his eyebrows. “Then I’ll go.”

nEveryone was dumbfounded. When did Third Master become so easy to talk to?

nWhat the f*ck?

nThere must be something wrong. Is it doomsday? Did hell freeze over?

nWhile everyone was shocked, Fu Chen had already put a leash on Fu Xinhan and walked out.

nFu Yuxiu was busy dealing with Song Fengwan when he saw Fu Chen approaching with the dog. His face turned pale in fright.

n“Good morning, Third Uncle.” He lowered his head, not daring to look at Fu Chen directly.

n“What brings you here so early in the morning?” Fu Chen held the leash and glanced at him. “You’re already at the door. Why don’t you go in and sit down?”

nHow could Fu Yuxiu dare to do that?”My mom asked me to invite her to a meal at home.”

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n“Second Sister-in-Law? Then you guys continue,” Fu Chen said as though he was going to continue walking the dog.

nBut Fu Yuxiu waited for a long time and found that the dog was pacing back and forth beside him. He was glaring at him ferociously and baring his fangs.

n“Go ahead. Continue your discussion. Don’t mind me,” Fu Chen added thoughtfully.

nFu Yuxiu wanted to cry. How can I continue to talk with her? “I won’t disturb you from going to school. I’m leaving now. Goodbye, Third Uncle.”

nHe got into his car and immediately drove away.

nWho knows if it was due to his shaking hands or something else, but the car drove an ‘S’ shape on the empty road, making the back of the car look exceptionally enchanting.

n“Third Master, are you walking the dog today?” Song Fengwan had lived with him for a long time, so she was naturally not as polite and distant as before.

n“Yes.”

n“Then I’ll go to school first,” she said and walked forward, but Fu Chen pulled the dog and followed behind her.

n“Third Master, erm…” Song Fengwan coughed twice.

n“Fu Xinhan is probably reluctant to part with you, so he keeps following you,” a certain someone said expressionlessly. “Then I’ll send you to the atelier along the way.”

n“Okay.” Song Fengwan nodded.

nShe glanced at the person beside her from the corner of her eye. He was still wearing his loungewear inside his black windbreaker, complementing his height and long legs, making him look extremely good.

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nThe two of them passed by the entrance of Beijing Second High School. After turning the corner, they saw the atelier. But Fu Chen caught sight of a familiar figure at first glance.

nIsn’t this the boy who walked alongside Song Fengwan the other day?

nHe chased her all the way here. How capable.

nXu Jingcheng saw her coming and then saw the person beside her. He assumed that it was her family member and stood still, too nervous to do anything.

nOnly when the two of them were close did he call out, “Song Fengwan, good morning.”

n“Good morning. Why are you here?” Perhaps because Fu Chen was beside her, Song Fengwan felt guilty for some reason.

n“I know you’re not going to school, so I wanted to bring you breakfast.” Xu Jingcheng glanced at Fu Chen. He didn’t know Fu Chen’s identity, so he didn’t dare to call him casually and just smiled at him.

n“Thanks. I already ate.”

n“No worries. Then I’ll eat it myself.” Xu Jingcheng was so nervous that his face turned red.

nIn the awkward atmosphere, Fu Chen spoke.

n“You didn’t sleep for half the night last night and were tossing and turning in bed. If you’re not feeling well today, go home early.” Then he even rubbed the top of her head, and his gaze was extremely affectionate.

nSong Fengwan blinked and felt her ears burning.

nBut when Xu Jingcheng heard this, the matter turned into something else. People around the age of seventeen actually knew everything.

nDidn’t sleep for half the night and tossing and turning in bed?

nWhat were they doing?

nShi Fang and Qian Jiang were hiding nearby.

n“F*ck, he’s so f*cking scheming. After threatening Young Master Yuxiu, he knocked out another little love rival instantly.” Shifang clicked his tongue. “That kid must have suffered a huge blow. His face is already pale, and he looks so pitiful.”

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