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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nOn the day Song Fengwan went to Nanjiang, Fu Chen also returned to the capital.

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nSo they ‘coincidentally’ ran into each other at the airport.

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nAfter the security check, although they went to different boarding gates, because they were taking domestic flights, they weren’t far from each other and even sat together to chat for a while.

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nQiao Aiyun naturally continued to invite him to attend the wedding in Nanjiang if he was free. Fu Chen nodded in agreement.

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nThe flight to Nanjiang was about an hour earlier than Fu Chen’s flight, and there was still ten minutes before boarding time.

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n“Excuse me for a moment. I need to go to the restroom.” Fu Chen got up and glanced at Song Fengwan.

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nYan Wangchuan was originally reading a magazine with his head lowered. He glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eye. They’re even flirting under Aiyun’s nose. They’re really bold.

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nNot long after Fu Chen left, Song Fengwan got up slowly. “Mom, I need to go to the restroom too.”

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nQiao Aiyun nodded without any doubt.

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n***

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nSong Fengwan ran to the restroom. But before she got there, she saw Fu Chen leaning against a wall.

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nYuncheng was warmer than Beijing. Today, he was only wearing a white shirt and well-ironed and fitting suit pants, complementing his tall and slender figure. He turned his head to look at her, and under the lights and shadows, he looked elegant and refreshing.

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nFu Chen waved at her. “Come here.”

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nSong Fengwan turned around to make sure that Qiao Aiyun wouldn’t come before walking toward him.

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nFu Chen pulled her wrist and walked to the side to avoid the crowd.

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n“Where are we going? I’m about to board the plane.” People passed by them from time to time, so she was still a little afraid.

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nWhen the two of them arrived at a place with no one else around, Fu Chen reached out his hands to pull her into his embrace. His mouth pressed against her ear and whispered gently, “I just want to hug you.”

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nSong Fengwan reached out and clutched the corner of his shirt.

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nThe two of them hugged until the broadcast announced that the flight to Nanjiang was starting boarding. Fu Chen lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. “Take care of yourself. Call me if anything happens. I’ll look for you later.”

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nIt wasn’t a good time to make their relationship public, mainly because Qiao Aiyun was preparing for her wedding with Yan Wangchuan. If their relationship was exposed now, Yan Wangchuan would definitely be implicated, and it was unknown what Qiao Aiyun’s reaction would be.

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nIf their marriage was delayed because of this, with Yan Wangchuan’s temper, he would probably rush straight to the capital.

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nMoreover, Song Fengwan’s college entrance examination results were not out yet. At this moment, if Qiao Aiyun objected to their relationship, it might be hard for Song Fengwan to enroll successfully into the Central Academy of Fine Arts. Fu Chen also wasn’t sure how much resistance they would get from his family.

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nBut he was sure that if they knew that the person he was dating was Song Fengwan, with his father’s temper…

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nHe would definitely beat him.

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n“Okay, I know.” Song Fengwan took a step back.

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n“When you get there, you can go out and play, but don’t get too close to other guys…”

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nNot only was Nanjiang a famous tourist destination, but it was also a famous paradise for romantic encounters.

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nSong Fengwan looked at him with a smile. Before he could speak again, she reached out to grab his collar, pulled his body down, and pressed his thin lips against hers.

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nHer lips were warm, soft, and fragrant, with a hint of sweetness that drilled straight into Fu Chen’s heart.

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nAt the airport, there was no such thing as a secretive place. Even though people passed by them only occasionally, Song Fengwan’s heart was pounding like a drum, and a layer of cold sweat covered her palms.

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nShe tentatively and carefully pressed her entire body against him…

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nShe was only wearing a thin chiffon shirt, and her body was warm and soft. When she pressed against him gently, his body stiffened slightly.

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nThey were in an underground relationship and usually secretive about it. But now, they were kissing in public. It was quite exciting.

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nIt was so nerve-wracking that it was suffocating.

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nThe warmth on his lips was so soft that it made his heart palpitate.

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nFu Chen’s pupils constricted. This girl is really getting bolder day by day.

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nSong Fengwan licked his unhealed lips. Just as she was about to move away, he held the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

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nOnly when the announcement reminded the passengers to board the plane again did Fu Chen let go of her. He pecked her on the lips once more. “Let’s go.”

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nQiao Aiyun didn’t find it strange that the two appeared at the same time. After all, both of them had gone to the restroom.

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nFu Chen bought some food for Song Fengwan to bring onto the plane.

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nThe flight would arrive in Nanjiang at around 2 p.m., and he was afraid that she wouldn’t be used to the in-flight meals.

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n“Fu Chen is really meticulous. He even bought you food.” Qiao Aiyun’s impression of Fu Chen was getting better and better.

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n“Yeah.” When Song Fengwan heard her mother praise Fu Chen, her heart felt as though it was wrapped in honey. It was very sweet.

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n“Back in the capital, I could already tell that he’s a very meticulous person. Although it wasn’t very convenient for you to stay at his house, he still took good care of you. You have to return this favor properly in the future.” Qiao Aiyun smiled.

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nYan Wangchuan sneered. Return the favor?

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nHah…

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n“He’s really good.” Song Fengwan lowered her head and smiled.

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n“Wanwan, when you start working, don’t forget to buy something to show your respect and filial piety to him. You call him Third Uncle, so he’s your elder, and he also treats you pretty well. You have to be grateful.”

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nSong Fengwan almost vomited blood.

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nShow my respect and filial piety to him?

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nMom, are you being serious?

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nSong Fengwan kept messaging Fu Chen with her head lowered. Only when she was reminded to turn off her phone did she open the bag Fu Chen had given her. There were some biscuits and snacks inside, as well as a book called ‘The Count of Monte Cristo’. Fu Chen had randomly picked this book from the airport bookstore, and inside it was an envelope.

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nShe carefully avoided Qiao Aiyun’s sight and opened the envelope. On the letter were a few reminders that were just telling her to be careful and have fun.

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nThere was also a secondary bank card inside.

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nSong Fengwan had saved up a lot of money from her Lunar New Year red packets over the years, and Qiao Aiyun would usually give her pocket money. She didn’t know how to use the money in his card, but Fu Chen had given it to her, and it was the thought that counted.

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nAlthough giving money was a little tacky…

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nSong Fengwan was still quite happy.

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nShe secretly stuffed the card into the interlayer of her backpack and glanced at Yan Wangchuan from the corner of her eye. Third Brother is still the best. He knows you have to spend money to go out to play, unlike Uncle Yan, who only knows to give me exam papers during the new year.

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nThe college entrance examination was already over, but she hadn’t even finished doing all the exam papers. Many of them were brand new, and it wasn’t good to give them away either. As a student, she knew better than anyone that no one wanted to receive these things as a gift, so she could only silently box them up and put them away.

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nBut this pile of materials didn’t go to waste in the end. Years later, when Song Fengwan was tidying up the house and took these things out, she complained to Fu Chen about this, and then…

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nFu Chen gave all the exam papers to Yan Wangchuan’s child.

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nHe said very seriously, “Keep it well. The papers are not bad, and they will be usable even after more than a decade. Although the questions will become outdated, it’s still good to do more practice.”

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nA certain child then received a box of mock college entrance exam papers before even going to kindergarten.

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n***

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nOn the other side…

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nOnly after Song Fengwan boarded her flight did Fu Chen get on his plane and leave.

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n“What have Sinian and Linbai been doing recently?” Fu Chen turned his head and looked at Shi Fang. When he returned to the capital, he could find them for a gathering.

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nHe just happened to be in a bad mood.

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n“One of them went overseas, and the other is out of the province.” Shi Fang glanced at Fu Chen. Everyone knows that they need to avoid you.

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nFu Chen licked the inside of his cheeks with the tip of his tongue. “Overseas and out of the province?”

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n“Eldest Young Master seems to have a project overseas and went to discuss it. Young Master Duan…” Shi Fang coughed twice. “… has gone to Nanjiang to sunbathe…”

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n“He went to Nanjiang?” Fu Chen chuckled.

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n“Yes, his yearly sunbathing.” Shi Fang lowered his head and tried to hold back his laughter. When Duan Linbai had flaunted his wheat-colored skin, they were all present.

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n“That’s… pretty good.” Fu Chen held the prayer bead bracelet in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

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nHe just happened to be worrying about not being able to find a suitable reason to go to Nanjiang.

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nMeeting a good friend was a very good reason.

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n“Help me find out where Linbai is staying.”

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n“Every time he goes there, he always stays at the Holiday Inn next to the beach. It’s suitable for sunbathing. He’s probably staying there this time too.”

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n“Where is the Yan residence?” Fu Chen rubbed his prayer beads with his fingers, and the smile on his face was very obvious.

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n“It’s quite close to the sea, probably not far from where Young Master Duan is.” After all, Nanjiang only had one side facing the sea.

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n“Is that so?” Fu Chen smiled.

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nShi Fang suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

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n***

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nAt this moment, Duan Linbai had arrived in Nanjiang. He was wearing a hat, goggles, a shirt, and floral shorts. He shuffled along in a pair of flip-flops while eating a popsicle and strolling along the busiest street in Nanjiang.

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nHe had covered himself up quite well. Although he was famous, he wasn’t a celebrity after all. People were wearing all kinds of clothes on the streets of Nanjiang, so he wasn’t the most eye-catching. His arms were bare and slightly reflective under the sunlight.

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nLittle White Dragon in the Waves?

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nHe was like a fish that Fu Chen could skewer and roast over a fire at any time.

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nHe thought that by leaving the capital, he would be able to successfully avoid Fu Chen. After all, this fellow was too devious. He might be digging a hole for him somewhere, so it was better to stay as far away from him as possible.

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nDuan Linbai thought that he was very smart.

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nBut when Fu Chen suddenly appeared right next to him while Duan Linbai was lying on the beach sunbathing, he was instantly frightened to death.

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nFu Chen, you’re a f*cking devil!

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nYou actually chased me down all the way to another province!

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