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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nSong Fengwan had no idea what was with this dog. Fu Xinhan had already run away and disappeared long ago.

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nSeeing Fu Chen approach, she obediently said ‘Third Master’ and followed him into the house.

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nFu Chen went upstairs directly, while Song Fengwan sat in the living room and watched TV for a while, thinking about how to give him the present.

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nAt this moment, the landline telephone beside her rang. There were people in the living room, but no one picked it up, and the phone kept ringing.

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nThe phone rang again and again in the quiet living room. Song Fengwan hesitated for a moment before picking it up.

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n“Hello—”

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nNo one answered.

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n“Hello? This is the Fu family. What can I do for you?”

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nThe call hung up.

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nSong Fengwan frowned. Was it a harassment call?

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nAfter a few minutes, Uncle Nian came in with some dog food in his hand. He probably went to the backyard to feed the dog.

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nSong Fengwan thought the call was a harassment call, so she didn’t tell him about it.

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nAt this moment, in the study upstairs, Fu Chen was at his computer and looking at the documents in his hands. He was about to have a video conference when a window suddenly popped up. It was the group chat he had formed with a few friends, and he was the group admin.

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nInitially, the group chat was for discussing a business deal with each other. After completing the business deal, they didn’t disband the group chat and treated it like a chat group. But Fu Chen never spoke in it again.

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nDamn, Third Fu has a woman in his house!

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nA live one, brothers! There’s a live woman living in the monk’s temple!

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nHer voice sounds so nice and sweet. Third Fu is so mean. We agreed to be single and be with each other and eat skewers together. But now you’re hiding a woman in your house!

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nHe usually pretends to be pure and simple like Tang Seng. But behind our backs, he’s actually secretly hooking up with little girls…

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n…

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nFu Chen raised his eyebrows.

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nThe man had just typed out a row of words to complain about Fu Chen when the chat interface suddenly changed, and a system notification popped up.

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nYou have been kicked out of the group chat by the group admin.

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n“F*ck you!” The man was hopping mad and immediately called Fu Chen.

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nFu Chen frowned and rejected the call. Then he opened his phone and blacklisted the number.

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nThis series of operations was natural and smooth, without any bit of sloppiness.

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nThe group chat was still silent. The onlookers mourned for the person who was kicked out of the chat for three seconds before continuing with their own work.

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nCertain people’s gossip couldn’t be touched.

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n… Especially Fu Chen’s.

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nIt was life-threatening.

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n***

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nIt was two hours later when Fu Chen’s meeting ended.

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nSong Fengwan was sitting in the living room watching TV. It was a Korean drama, and it was currently in the midst of an exciting part—the male and female lead’s confession. She was so engrossed that she didn’t notice that Fu Chen was already standing behind the sofa.

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nOn the TV, a man and a woman were talking about love. But at the critical moment, the lights turned off…

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n“Huh?” Song Fengwan sighed, seemingly unsatisfied.

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n“Is the drama good?” Fu Chen’s voice came from behind her, scaring Song Fengwan so much that she instinctively turned her head.

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nTheir cheeks nearly touched.

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nThey were very close.

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nFu Chen placed his hands on the sofa and bent over. His face was tense as he moved his gaze away from the TV to Song Fengwan’s face, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

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n“Third Master, when did you come?” Song Fengwan hurriedly moved a few inches closer to the edge of the sofa.

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n“You were so engrossed, so you naturally didn’t notice me.” Fu Chen straightened his body. His expression was normal as he walked to the single-seater sofa and sat down.

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nSong Fengwan subconsciously wanted to explain. “Actually, this drama is quite good. It’s about revenge and not just…”

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n“Just what?” Fu Chen calmly poured himself a cup of tea.

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n“Nothing.” Song Fengwan wished she could bang her head against a wall and kill herself. After all, she was too embarrassed to talk about what happened in the drama.

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n“This drama is about the heroine taking revenge for her family, so…” she stammered, not knowing how to continue.

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n“Adolescence…” Fu Chen took a sip of tea with a gentle expression. “Understandable.”

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n“I…” Song Fengwan wanted to cry. Did he misunderstand? “Oh, by the way, Third Master, hold on a second.”

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nShe got up and ran upstairs.

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nFirst, she wanted to escape from this awkward situation, and second, it was just the right time to give him the present and her hometown’s specialties.

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n***

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nWhen Song Fengwan came back downstairs, Fu Chen was teasing the dog with a piece of beef jerky.

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nThe dog had his hind legs on the ground and was jumping up and down to bite at the food. But Fu Chen refused to give it to him and teased him for a long time. Fu Chen was being a little mean.

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nFu Xinhan immediately spotted Song Fengwan and wagged his tail at her. He wanted to go over but didn’t dare to. He looked at Fu Chen timidly and only ran toward Song Fengwan after a certain someone nodded.

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nBut he no longer dared to hug her legs.

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n“Third Master, this is your jacket, and I brought you some specialties from home…” Song Fengwan placed everything in her hands on the table except for a small box.

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n“Specialties?” Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

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n“Yeah, they’re just some pastries. They taste really good. You can try them.”

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nFu Xinhan had caught a whiff of it earlier. At this moment, he was holding onto the table with both paws and sniffing constantly.

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nJust when he was just about to lick the box…

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n“Ahem!” Fu Chen coughed twice.

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nFu Xinhan immediately looked at him. Fu Chen was glaring at him coldly.

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nSo scary!

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nFu Xinhan ran toward the door.

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nSong Fengwan finally understood how scared this dog was of Fu Chen.

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nThis dog must have been frightened. It’s so pitiful.

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n“Third Master, I still remember I owe you a meal. How about…” There was no way Song Fengwan could forget about it.

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n“Tonight.”

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nSong Fengwan was stunned.

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n“Are you doing something tonight?” Fu Chen looked at her.

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n“No.” What could she possibly have to do? She was just waiting to report to school tomorrow.

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nSong Fengwan lowered her head and gripped the box in her hand tightly. Why does he want to do it tonight? Will he be very busy over the next few days?

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nFu Chen lowered his eyes and drank his tea.

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nHe seemed to have seen through her thoughts.

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nIt wasn’t that he would be very busy.

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nIt was just that…

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nThe thought of being alone with her…

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nI can’t wait.

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