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nYunjin Prime Manor…

nFu Xinhan followed Fu Chen as he walked back and forth on the road outside the house. After walking for nearly half an hour, still no car appeared.

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nAs the cold wind blew, the dog shivered and shrunk his neck. He stared at Fu Chen pitifully. I want to go home.

nFu Chen patted his head. “You’re afraid of the cold? You must be lacking exercise. I’ll walk you another two rounds.”

nFu Xinhan barked. It’s so f*cking cold.

n“You agree? Let’s go then.”

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nFu Xinhan’s dog eyes opened wide. He’s inhumane.

nAround five minutes later, a black sedan arrived. It wasn’t Qiao Xiyan but instead Old Madam Fu.

nWhen Fu Xinhan saw that his savior had arrived, he rushed over to Old Madam Fu and rubbed against her legs while shaking his head and wagging his tail.

n“It’s so cold outside. Why did you take Fu Xinhan out for a walk?” Old Madam Fu patted the dog’s head and led him into the house.

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n“He insisted on going out. I couldn’t help it.” Fu Chen reached out his hands to support his mother.

nFu Xinhan whimpered and tried to protest, but he was suppressed by Fu Chen’s cold gaze.

nHe didn’t dare to make a sound.

n“Where’s Xiyan? Didn’t he say he was here yesterday?” Old Madam Fu had just listened to an opera, and she even sang along with parts of the performance. She was covered in sweat, and her body was very hot at the moment. The heating in the room was on, so she felt a little warm.

n“He said he was going to purchase stone materials. He should be back soon.”

n“Is Wanwan still at school?” Old Madam Fu naturally didn’t know what had happened at school.

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n“No. Her exams are just around the corner, so she’s been studying at home. She went out with her cousin.”

n“Then I’ll wait for a while. Come with me to the old residence for dinner later.”

nOld Madam Fu took out a few pieces of dog clothes from her bag and placed them on Fu Xinhan to check if they fit. “It’s so cold outside. You have to put something on him when you bring him out for walks. Don’t let him freeze in the cold.”

nFu Chen smiled lightly while watching Old Madam Fu take out a pink sweater for Fu Xinhan to wear.

n“Third Son, look how beautiful this is.”

nFu Chen glanced at it and just smiled and nodded.

nDid she forget that Fu Xinhan is a male dog? What’s with the bow on his head? In ancient times, wearing colorful clothes was for entertaining parents. But now, it’s dogs entertaining parents.

nThe heat circulated everywhere in the room, and the temperature inside was around 25 degrees celsius. Wearing a sweater, Fu Xinhan was already starting to feel a little hot.

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nFu Chen remembered that when he was in school, his mother wished she could make him wear all sorts of clothes. When autumn just began, she forced him to wear thermal pants, and she even knitted a pair of pants for him once. Thankfully, it was too small for him to wear, but she couldn’t bear to throw it away. So in the end, she gave it to Duan Linbai.

nAfter Duan Linbai put it on, it was suitable for him to wear, but it was just that…

n… It was a little uncomfortable around the crotch area.

nBut since it was a gift full of love from an elder, he wore it for an entire winter.

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nAbout half an hour later, at dusk, Qiao Xiyan and Song Fengwan returned.

n“Old Madam.” “Grandma Fu.” The two greeted her at the same time.

n“You two are finally back. Get some rest and drink some water, then come with me to the old residence for dinner.” Old Madam Fu pulled Song Fengwan into the house. “Is it cold outside?”

n“It’s okay.” Song Fengwan glanced at Fu Chen and called out softly, “Third Uncle.”

nHer words were like a sharp sword that pierced his chest, making his heart painful.

n“Young Master Qiao, I’ll help you put your things in your room.” Shi Fang walked toward Qiao Xiyan, wanting to take the stone from him.

n“Stand there and don’t move.” Qiao Xiyan’s expression suddenly grew serious and cold.

nShi Fang was dumbfounded, and his fingers froze in midair.

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n“I’ll do it myself.” The way he held the stone would have made people who didn’t know better think that he was holding some kind of rare treasure.

nShi Fang watched Qiao Xiyan walk past him, and the look in Qiao Xiyan’s eyes revealed distaste.

nWhat the f*ck?

nMy hands aren’t poisonous. It’s just a stupid stone. Do you have to treat it so preciously?

nQiao Xiyan carefully placed the stone in his room before going downstairs to go with Old Madam Fu to the old residence.

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nThe moment the few of them entered the house, they saw numerous gifts stacked on the porch at the entrance. Most of them had red packaging. It wasn’t the end of the year yet, so it was still too early to give presents. Song Fengwan was afraid of being rude and didn’t dare to take a closer look at them.

n“These are all gifts for Third Son. Since those people couldn’t contact him, they sent all the gifts here. Third Son, bring them back later.” Old Madam Fu changed her shoes out and walked in.

nSong Fengwan looked at Fu Chen suspiciously. He was standing at the entrance and changing his shoes with an unreadable expression.

n“Wanwan, when do your exams start?” Old Madam Fu smiled. “Third Son’s birthday is in a few days. If you have time, leave after his birthday is over.”

nSong Fengwan touched the Buddhist prayer bead bracelet and hibiscus stone that were still in her pocket. Her palm was warm.

nCompared to other people’s gifts, she felt that giving him a stone was a little too shabby.

n“Hello, Grandpa Fu.” Song Fengwan looked at Old Master Fu. He was wearing his reading glasses and reading an old book.

n“Mm.” Old Master Fu nodded.

nWhile they were waiting for dinner, Old Madam Fu pulled Qiao Xiyan aside to talk, most likely to ask about the Qiao family’s current situation. Although Old Master Fu and Fu Chen were sitting together, they didn’t talk much. Song Fengwan held the TV remote and switched the channels back and forth.

nAt this hour, many stations were showing children’s programs, so there were a lot of kids jumping around on the screen.

n“Third Son, look how cute these children are.” Old Madam Fu suddenly looked at Fu Chen.

n“Oh,” Fu Chen replied.

n“If you think they’re cute too, hurry and have one.”

nSong Fengwan lowered her head. Wow, Third Master’s getting rushed to get married?

n“There’s no hurry.” Fu Chen’s expression was calm.

n“When we went to visit your grandfather’s grave during the ancestor worship festival last time, your mother even asked him to bless you so that you would start a family and settle down earlier,” Old Master Fu added.

nSong Fengwan almost laughed out loud. In order to rush him to get married, they’re really doing everything they can.

n“Don’t learn from Little Bai. That kid’s mouth is full of nonsense about how it’s good being single. He said that the two of you are single nobles. Isn’t that just making single dogs sound good? You’re at most poodles.” Old Madam Fu’s words were sharp.

nSong Fengwan really couldn’t resist laughing out loud.

nPoodle?

nIf she wasn’t his mother, who would dare to despise Third Master like that?

nBut Old Madam Fu couldn’t be blamed for rushing him. She had three sons and one daughter. Fu Chen was the youngest but didn’t have a family yet. She was getting old and could possibly pass away at any time. So it was normal that she wanted to see him start a family and settle down.

n“On your birthday this year, I’ll invite some people. Take a good look at them.” Old Madam Fu’s words directly settled it.

nEven Song Fengwan knew what she meant.

nAlthough it was a birthday celebration in name, it was actually a blind date.

nFu Chen glanced at a certain someone who was gloating over his misfortune.

nI do want to get married and have children.

nBut it’s just that a certain someone is still too young and not an adult yet, so I can only wait…

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