Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Song Fengwan reached out to touch her burning red ears. She kept feeling that someone was constantly talking about her. There was a book spread out in front of her, and her phone was hidden below it. She was texting Qiao Aiyun.

They were talking about her birthday in a few days.

This was her first birthday away from home without a family member.

Although she felt slightly uncomfortable, she was more expectant, thinking about how she would spend the day with Fu Chen…

After Qiao Aiyun got pregnant and became idle at home, she inevitably became a little sentimental. When she thought of Song Fengwan being alone outside with no one to rely on, her eyes instantly reddened.

“If you’re really worried about her, I’ll get Wangchuan to go to the capital on her birthday,” Old Madam Yan said. A girl studying thousands of miles away was indeed worrying.

“No need. She just came back not long ago. We don’t have to keep looking for her. I just miss her a little.” Qiao Aiyun had long regretted agreeing to let her go to the capital to study.

She knew that when a child reached a certain age, it was time to let go, but…

She was so far away, but there was no one to take care of her, so she couldn’t feel at ease.

“Old Master Fu’s birthday is next month. Wangchuan will definitely be there. He’ll go see her then. When she goes to her evening self-study, you can video call her again,” Old Madam Fu comforted.

Yan Wangchuan was sitting in an armchair and looking down at a pregnancy book. “Actually, you don’t have to worry about her at all…”

His tone was firm. He was a person of few expressions, but when he said this, there was a hint of mockery.

“What do you mean?” When Qiao Aiyun heard this, she was unhappy. Why do his words sound a little indifferent and casual?

“Yeah, Wangchuan, what do you mean don’t worry?” Old Madam Yan also felt that what he said was very inappropriate.

Yan Wangchuan thought of Fu Chen in the capital. This fellow is full of tricks. How could he let someone bully Wanwan? She’s far away from her parents, and the two of them might be having fun somewhere, so there’s no need to worry.

But he couldn’t say this reason, so he could only be glared at fiercely by the two women in the house.

“You’re simply spouting nonsense.” Old Madam Yan sighed. “Aiyun, don’t listen to him. He’s been clumsy with his words since he was a child. Let alone Wanwan is only eighteen, even if she’s twenty-eight or thirty-eight, she’s still a child in her mother’s eyes. We’ll definitely be worried if she’s so far away.

“I’ll go get you some soup. Don’t bother with him. He’s a poor speaker.”

After Old Madam Yan left, Qiao Aiyun took a deep look at Yan Wangchuan.

“…” Yan Wangchuan rubbed his book, not knowing how to explain.

“You’ll sleep in the guest room tonight.” Qiao Aiyun was already in a bad mood, so his words obviously added fuel to the fire.

If he didn’t treat Song Fengwan so well, she would have really suspected he hated Wanwan. In that case, things would be big…

Yan Wangchuan frowned. It’s all that brat Fu Chen’s fault.

At this moment, he could already foresee how miserable his ‘death’ would be when their relationship was exposed in the future.

***

On Song Fengwan’s birthday, she received a call from Qiao Aiyun early in the morning, asking her not to forget to eat noodles1.

Yan Wangchuan had personally designed a set of jewelry for her. Eighteen years old was her coming of age, so the meaning was different. Naturally, he paid special attention to it.

Qiao Aiyun gave her a set of makeup, perfume, and a dress, saying that she would be a big girl in the future.

Old Madam Yan and the Qiao family were more practical and gave red packets.

Today, Song Fengwan only had three classes in the morning. After class, she treated her roommates to lunch.

They were all students and didn’t have that much money. Song Fengwan didn’t mention her birthday to them in advance either. The three of them agreed that whoever had a birthday would be treated, and the others would be responsible for buying the cake. They didn’t need to spend much money to make it lively.

When the three of them returned to the dormitory after eating, they happened to receive the package sent by Qiao Aiyun at the delivery point.

Although Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating didn’t know these brands, they could tell that they were expensive just by looking at the packaging.

“Wanwan, are you wearing this for your date tonight?” Miao Yating unpackaged the dress Qiao Aiyun gave Song Fengwan. “This dress is so beautiful.”

Song Fengwan took a look and nodded slightly.

“Put on some makeup before going out. Get dressed.” Girls were always especially excited when they saw cosmetics.

“No need.” When Song Fengwan attended banquets in the past, someone else had always done her makeup for her. She was a little handicapped in this aspect. “It’s too troublesome.”

“It’s not troublesome. If you don’t know how, I’ll help you.” Miao Yating was quite knowledgeable about makeup.

“I really don’t need any. I’m just going out for a meal…”

No matter what Song Fengwan said, the two of them pressed her down on the chair and dolled her up for a long time.

…

Fu Chen’s car was still parked at the bamboo forest behind the dormitory. He had arranged to meet Duan Linbai and the others tonight. After dinner and celebrating her birthday, it would be private time for the two of them.

The venue was a hot spring clubhouse in the outskirts of Beijing.

At around 3 p.m., Shi Fang yawned while holding the steering wheel with both hands. He was sleepy. Sleepy in spring, and tired in autumn—this was vividly reflected in him.

Fu Chen’s phone vibrated.

Because Fu Chen was already used to a certain someone’s simple and crude reports, Qian Jiang was the one protecting Song Fengwan now.

Moreover, during the situation in the tutoring center last time, Shi Fang’s combat strength had already been fully displayed.

In Qian Jiang’s words, “Too weak.

“Too embarrassing.

“Too trash.”

Because of these two word phrases, Shi Fang had almost fought with him.

I’m indeed not as f*cking violent as you. You were a soldier before. You’re awesome.

I admit that I’m weak. What do you mean by trash? This is a blatant personal attack.

Fu Chen only knew that the two of them had gone home to solve the problem. When he came back the next day, Shi Fang was limping on one leg. He said that he had fallen at home.

He was injured and disabled for a few days, so he naturally couldn’t continue following Song Fengwan. The two of them changed their work assignments, and he even took a few days off because of this.

Fu Chen glanced at his phone.

Qian Jiang: Third Master, Miss Song has gone out.

Get ready.

Get ready? Fu Chen looked up and saw Song Fengwan walking over.

It was early autumn now. Although it was cold in the morning and the evening, the sun was blazing at noon. She was wearing a short white dress with a collar. Her collarbones were exquisite, her skin was fair, and she had a head of long black curly hair. Her strides were a little big, and she had her head slightly lowered. Her chest was round, her waist was slender, and her legs were long and straight.

Fu Chen rarely saw her wearing makeup. Her eyebrows were beautiful, and her lips were peach-colored.

The autumn wind blew gently, causing her hair to flutter in all directions. She was extremely beautiful.

She quickly got into the car and was still panting slightly. The dress Qiao Aiyun gave was too body hugging and stuck to her body tightly, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

Feeling Fu Chen sizing her up and meeting his half-smiling gaze, Song Fengwan felt a little uneasy.

When she attended banquets at home, she had also usually dressed up like this. But she didn’t do it to please anyone, so she naturally didn’t care about how others looked at her.

Now that she had someone she cared about, she was naturally a little nervous. Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked up at Fu Chen. Before she could speak…

Fu Chen had already leaned over and pecked her lips lightly. “You’re very beautiful today.”

His voice was deep and sweet. Song Fengwan’s ears felt hot, and her head was a little dizzy.

His voice was low, coaxing, and pleasing. His nose rubbed against hers gently, and her ears felt ticklish. “Don’t dress like this in the future…”

“Huh?”

“You’re so beautiful that I don’t want to show you to others.” His hot and humid breath landed beside her ear, feeling as if it was burning her skin. “Wanwan…” His voice trailed to the lowest pitch.

It made her heart palpitate.

“What?”

Fu Chen leaned against her ear and whispered, “Do you really… belong to me for the entire day today?”

Shi Fang started the car in despair. Today will really be unbearable. Although he didn’t hear what Fu Chen said, the young lady’s face was so red, so he must have said something mushy.

This old man who has been a vegetarian for many years, when he becomes unrestrained, I really can’t bear to watch.

***

The hot spring clubhouse…

Before Fu Chen and Song Fengwan arrived, Duan Linbai had already arrived. He had checked in yesterday and had been soaking in a hot spring all morning. At this moment, he was lying in a private room, munching on melon seeds and browsing Weibo.

Jing Hanchuan arrived at around two o’clock. He was carrying a bag with two small red koi in his hand. He said that he had bought them on the way.

“Sinian isn’t here yet?”

“He said he was going to get the cake. He’ll be a little late.” Duan Linbai looked at his legs, not caring about his image at all.

About half an hour later, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Fu Sinian appeared at the door first.

“Hey, Eldest Nephew,” Duan Linbai greeted him.

He glanced behind Fu Sinian. He walked in with a cake in one hand and a person’s hand in the other. Yu Manxi didn’t intend to come at first, but Song Fengwan had called her and said that she was the only girl and had nothing to talk about with a group of men, so she wanted her to accompany her.

The young lady acted cute and gentle, so she agreed.

She knew that the people here today were all Fu Sinian’s good friends, but she was afraid that she would steal the limelight, so she had put in a lot of effort to dress up. But Fu Sinian had criticized her for being old-fashioned and nearly angered her to death.

She shouldn’t have hoped that a straight male homebody would have any aesthetics.

The moment she entered, she wanted to greet them and leave a good impression, but…

The first thing she saw was Duan Linbai in his short-sleeved shirt and underpants. He was slouching on the sofa with his two fair legs dangling. He was unsightly and lying on his back with his limbs spread out, completely disregarding his image while munching on melon seeds.

This image was really indescribable.

She had seen Duan Linbai drunk before, but she had been too shocked at the time and hadn’t looked at him carefully. Now that she saw his behavior, she was so stunned that she couldn’t speak for a long time.

Duan Linbai didn’t expect Fu Sinian to bring someone here.

“F*ck!” He hurriedly got up and wiped his mouth. “If you wanted to bring someone, why didn’t you say so earlier? Let me prepare.”

“Young Master Duan.” Yu Manxi lowered her head, unable to bear looking at him. They had shared meals twice, and he had always been wearing a suit and leather shoes. She didn’t expect him to be so unbridled in private.

Fu Sinian whispered into her ear, “Third Uncle gave him the nickname Duan Lang, the unrestrained ‘lang’.”

Yu Manxi let out a muffled laugh.

“This is Jing Hanchuan,” Fu Sinian introduced. “Including Third Uncle and… Little Aunt, there are only six people.”

Every time he addressed Song Fengwan, he would gnash his teeth.

Jing Hanchuan’s koi fish were in a plastic bag. He narrowed his eyes and sized them up. He reached out and poked the plastic bag twice. The light from the chandelier refracted in the water and landed on his face.

The color of the water was boundless.

“Sinian, you’ve actually submitted to Fu Chen’s tyranny and call her Little Aunt?”

“He’s not your third uncle, so you naturally don’t have to yield.”

“You’ve really degraded.”

“He’s my third uncle. It’s a traditional virtue to respect the old and love the young.”

This was the first time Yu Manxi saw Fu Sinian insult someone. He actually has such a vicious tongue and said that his third uncle is old…

Duan Linbai had already changed his clothes and come out. He was used to the two of them attacking Fu Chen with their vicious tongues. The four of them had a good relationship since childhood, and it had always been the three of them fighting. He was in charge of watching the show.

When these demons fought, a small fry like him couldn’t participate, and the three of them never involved him.

Duan Linbai had once complained, “Why don’t you bring me to play every time you argue?”

Fu Sinian said, “Your IQ isn’t on the same level. How can we play together?”

Jing Hanchuan said, “I’m afraid you’ll say that we bullied you later.”

Fu Chen was the most ruthless. He smiled and said to him, “Come. I’ll play with you. Don’t cry.”

F*ck, you’re smiling so damn hard. You’re going to play me to death.

“Little Yu, don’t just stand there. Sit anywhere you like,” Duan Linbai said.

“I heard you arrived yesterday?” Fu Sinian placed the cake aside, pulled Yu Manxi to sit down, and poured a glass of water for her. The two of them always seemed a little reserved and distant when interacting with each other, and it was obvious that they hadn’t fully adapted to each other’s status yet.

Duan Linbai nodded. “Yeah, I’m here to do manual labor. I shouldn’t have f*cking invited Third Fu to cooperate with me. This fellow actually knows my limits and said that if I don’t help him, he’ll withdraw his investment.”

“What did he ask you for help with?” Jing Hanchuan poked the plastic bag patiently to scare the koi inside.

“What else could it be? It’s just decorating a suite.” Duan Linbai ate melon seeds and said casually, “Little Sister-in-Law is turning eighteen today. Third Fu is probably planning to give himself to her.

“To put it simply and crudely, he has ulterior motives and wants to bang her.

“The artistic way of putting it is to have a deep spiritual and physical union with her.”

Cough cough—Yu Manxi choked on her tea…