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nMiss Song came out in a swimsuit. Do you want to see it?

nQian Jiang’s message shocked Fu Chen so much that he stopped breathing. How could he have forgotten that Nanjiang was near Linhai1? How could Song Fengwan not go to the beach?

nBut immediately after, he received a photo on his phone.

nThe young lady in the photo had her hair tied up in braids, and there was even a small yellow flower at her temple. She was wearing a sapphire blue one-piece swimsuit with a skirt that barely covered her butt, outlining her beautiful and exquisite curves, and a bright white swimsuit cover-up that was as thin as a cicada’s wing.

nIt would faintly appear and disappear, making it even more seductive.

nHer fair and slender legs swayed…

nShe was carrying a coconut in her hand and shuffling along the beach in a cooling pair of flip-flops. Yan Shaochen was walking beside her, maintaining an appropriate distance from her and seemingly explaining something to her.

nActually, her outfit was fairly conservative on the beach. But even so, Fu Chen still felt unhappy.

n“Third Son!” Old Master Fu called out to get his attention.

n“Huh?” Fu Chen suddenly looked up.

n“You’ve spilled the water in your cup.”

nFu Chen lowered his head, put down the cup, and wiped his hands.

n“Something on your mind?”

n“No.” Fu Chen pursed his lips but still silently saved the photo.

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nNanjiang Beach…

nSong Fengwan had already tried her best to choose the most conservative swimsuit. After coming out, she still felt very awkward. But after entering the beach, with so many energetic and uninhibited girls, she no longer felt uncomfortable.

n“… Are you really not going into the water?” A girl at the side took off her swimsuit cover-up and prepared to go into the sea.

n“No, I’m not.” It was extremely hot outside. At this moment, the beach was full of people, looking just like boiling dumplings. She didn’t like to join in such excitement.

n“Do you want to go snorkeling in the afternoon? That’s fun too. It’s fine even if you don’t know how to swim.”

nThis girl’s name was Yan Zhile, a cousin of the Yan family. She was 24 years old this year and worked as a clerk at a company. She had dated her boyfriend in university and got married right after graduating. She had only been married for half a year.

nShe also had a younger sister called Yan Zhihuan, who had just entered her second year of university, and she had brought her boyfriend today.

nShe had seen these two yesterday, and they had exchanged simple greetings.

nYan Zhile was a few years older than her and always took care of her like an elder sister. But this younger sister, on the other hand, seemed to be very hostile to her.

n“It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t want to go. Jingan, let’s go.” Yan Zhihuan reached out to hug the man beside her. But the person pulled his arm out subtly, making her instantly unhappy.

nThese people had grown up by the sea, so it was easy for them to surf and glide on the water. Song Fengwan carried the coconut, and a few minutes later, only Yan Shaochen was accompanying her.

nIn this group of people, the most eye-catching person was Xiao Jingan, who looked to be around 23 or 24 years old. He was standing on a surfboard, and his handsome and dashing figure attracted the attention of many young ladies.

n“You’re not going to go play?” Song Fengwan looked at the person beside her.

n“I can come here anytime I want. If you want to learn how to surf, I can help you find a coach.”

n“No need. I’m not very athletic, so I don’t want to embarrass myself.” Song Fengwan smiled.

n“Between that pair of sisters, Yan Zhile is nice. As for Yan Zhihuan, stay away from her.” If it was anyone else, Yan Shaochen would not be so kind.

nShe was Third Master Fu’s woman, so he had to take good care of her.

n“What’s wrong with her?” Song Fengwan bit the straw and looked at the girl in bright clothes not far away from them, who formed a sharp contrast with her quiet older sister.

n“This all goes back to their family’s situation. Their father passed away early. Perhaps because Grandma felt that their plights were similar, she took special care of their family. They were no different from her biological granddaughters. When Yan Zhile got married, Grandma even gave her a million yuan dowry.”

nSong Fengwan sucked on the coconut juice and listened quietly.

n“Yan Zhile is more obedient and dutiful. The person she married has an ordinary family background and a normal job. Her mother didn’t agree. When that boy brought gifts to her house, she chased him out with the gifts. She even locked Yan Zhile up at home and forbade them from meeting.”

n“She thinks that his family is poor?” Song Fengwan bit the straw.

n“Yes, his house is in Nanjiang. He only bought the house with a loan, and he still has to repay the mortgage for twenty to thirty years.”

n“What happened afterward?”

n“Grandma came forward, so she had no choice but to agree to their marriage. It was quite an ugly scene at the time, but I’ve interacted with that boy before. He’s a good person and quite dutiful.”

nSong Fengwan nodded.

n“However, Yan Zhihuan is different. She’s ambitious. Making use of Grandma’s affection for her, she is very arrogant in private. But in front of Grandma, she’s honey-lipped, knows how to coax people, and is very well-behaved.”

n“Does she think I’m in her way?” Song Fengwan knew what Yan Shaochen meant with this heads-up.

n“She’s always thought of herself as a biological granddaughter of the main family. Grandma likes her a lot, so the people who want to matchmake her and get engaged to her have already worn out their doorstep. Ever since people learned that Eldest Uncle was married and also has you as a daughter, who would still bother with her…” Yan Shaochen sneered.

nOld Madam Yan didn’t hide her satisfaction with this marriage at all. Even the people around him, as long as there were single young men in their families, would inquire about Song Fengwan’s situation indirectly.

nEven if her surname wasn’t Yan, she was still Yan Wangchuan’s daughter now, and her value had soared.

nIf Yan Wangchuan didn’t have children in the future, the Yan family might all become hers. Who wouldn’t want to curry favor with them for this marriage?

n“No wonder I keep feeling that she finds me an eyesore.” Yan Zhihuan was young after all, so she didn’t know how to hide her emotions. “You just said that there are people who want to marry her. Doesn’t she have a boyfriend?”

n“You mean that Xiao Jingan?” Yan Shaochen sneered. “She’s been chasing after him, and Xiao Jingan has always ignored her. This guy…”

nHe paused and seemed to be thinking about how he should describe him.

n“He doesn’t like Yan Zhihuan, but he’s willing to be perfunctory with her. You should know the reason…” Yan Shaochen didn’t reveal it.

nAt the Qiao residence some time ago, he had already seen the way Song Fengwan had rebuffed others. She wasn’t a little white rabbit at all. He believed that she would understand.

nSong Fengwan smiled and nodded. “I understand.”

n“I didn’t call him this time. It was Yan Zhihuan who did. I saw him staring at you the whole time just now. Be careful.”

n“Thank you.”

n“There are all kinds of people among the relatives of the Yan family. I reckon that many people aren’t fond of you two. You don’t have to take these people to heart. At most, they’ll just talk. They’re all more afraid of Eldest Uncle, so they don’t dare to offend you openly. But you have to pay more attention to this family.”

n“Okay.” Song Fengwan nodded.

n“Do you want more coconut juice?” Yan Shaochen tilted his head to look at her.

n“Sure.”

n“I’ll go buy you another one.” Yan Shaochen got up and left.

nAt this moment, Xiao Jingan, who was originally surfing at sea, walked toward her barefooted. He pulled a towel from the side and wiped the water droplets on his body.

nHe was wearing a shirt and wide swimming trunks, and his drenched clothes were sticking to his body. He surfed and worked out all year round, so his figure was naturally good. He was also handsome, but he had a classic pair of eyebrows that pressed down on his eyes. When he smiled, there was an inexplicable wickedness.

nPerhaps other girls thought that this kind of smirk looked good.

nBut in Song Fengwan’s opinion, it was a little greasy. At the end of the day, her Third Brother was still better—clean and comfortable.

nOccasionally, water droplets splashed onto Song Fengwan’s legs, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

n“Sorry.”

n“It’s fine.” Song Fengwan pulled a towel to cover her body and put on her sunglasses. Out of sight, out of mind.

nTo be honest…

nHis figure really isn’t as good as my Third Brother’s.

nWhat’s there to show off?

nXiao Jingan didn’t expect Song Fengwan to simply lie down. She obviously wasn’t too willing to talk to him. He lowered his head and chuckled. Just as he was about to sit down on the recliner beside her, Yan Shaochen returned.

n“Young Master Xiao, why are you here instead of continuing to surf?” Yan Shaochen moved quickly and threw the sunglasses in his hand onto the recliner…

n… to occupy the seat.

n“I’m planning to go now.” Xiao Jingan glanced at him meaningfully. Yan Shaochen has little contact with us, and his personality is more introverted. He’s never let anyone see what he likes and what he loathes. Why is he so protective of her? Could it be…

n“Aren’t you leaving yet?” Yan Shaochen smiled.

nXiao Jingan picked up the surfboard and walked toward the beach.

n***

nCurrently, not far away, a man wearing eye-protective goggles was lying on his back and sunbathing. He was wearing a particularly eye-catching pair of swimming trunks printed with cosmos flowers. He tilted his head and squinted to look into the near distance.

nHe casually took a few photos and sent them to Fu Chen.

nFu Chen was on his way home and didn’t expect to receive a message from Duan Linbai.

nFirst, there were the photos.

nThird Fu, I saw a girl who looks so much like Little Sister-in-Law.

nIt’s just that I’m too far away, so I can’t see her face clearly. Those legs are really damn long and fair.

nWhat a hot body! If she didn’t have a male companion, I would hit on her.

nFu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the photos. He could recognize the person just by looking at the swimsuit.

nIt was Song Fengwan.

nHot body? Long legs?

nHitting on your sister-in-law? Duan Linbai, just you wait.

n1 Linhai is a county-level city in Taizhou, Zhejiang province, situated on the banks of the Lin River in Eastern China.

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