Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Nanjiang, Yan residence

The atmosphere at the dining table was very strange. Qiao Aiyun was still chatting warmly with Jing Hanchuan. Old Master Qiao had also been an opera fan, but he had liked Pingtan’ more. Thus, Qiao Aiyun knew a little about opera, and the two of them could always find some topics to talk about.

Jing Hanchuan felt a very subtle feeling in his heart.

His good friend’s mother-in-law was so passionate about him.

It felt weird.

“Hanchuan, don’t be in a daze. I heard that you like sweets, so I specially got someone to make sweet and sour pork. There’s also coconut chicken and pineapple rice. Try more…”

“Thank you.”

Qiao Aiyun then attended to Fu Sinian, his wife, and Duan Linbai. She was very enthusiastic to all of them.

But when it came to Fu Chen, she changed the topic. “Fu Chen, you often come here, and we’re already so familiar with each other, so I won’t attend to you. Eat by yourself.”

Fu Chen nodded and smiled. “Okay.”

He was unhappy, but he couldn’t show the slightest displeasure.

Duan Linbai was eating a duck leg that Qiao Aiyun had gotten for him and almost burst out laughing.

F*ck!

They’re too familiar with each other, so she doesn’t need to attend to him?

This reason is too strong.

Qiao Xiyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Chen. Aunt’s soft knives are too powerful. They’re really stabbing his chest.

“Madam… Little Sir is hungry,” the nanny reminded softly.

“Everyone, eat first. I’ll go see the child.” Qiao Aiyun smiled gently.

“Tl go take a look too.” Old Madam Yan followed closely behind.

At the dining table on the first floor, the rest were all the fellow sufferers.

Duan Linbai couldn’t hold it in anymore and covered his stomach. “F*ck, Third Fu, is your future mother-in-law trying to matchmake Hanchuan and your wife?”

“Keep your voice down,” Fu Sinian reminded.

“It’s alright. Everyone here is an accomplice. What’s there to be afraid of? We’re all allies in the same trench.” Duan Linbai lowered his voice. “Fu Chen, your trap is big enough. How many people are lying in it…”

Yan Wangchuan silently scooped a bow! of hot soup for Qiao Aiyun to cool down, not wanting to speak at all.

“In order to help you, it’s not easy for everyone. Shall we have a toast?” Duan Linbai suggested.

Qiao Xiyan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

He wished he could rush over and cut Fu Chen to death. Have a toast?

Duan Linbai was the only one at the table who was talkative, and the atmosphere was very awkward. He just wanted to liven up the atmosphere a little. Like a fool, he was still urging them. “Don’t just sit there. Let’s raise our glasses and drink.”

No one responded.

Duan Linbai was speechless. He gulped down the tea by himself and felt that these people were too boring.

KE

At this moment, on the second floor, Qiao Aiyun was breastfeeding the little fellow. Old Madam Yan was watching by the side.

“Aiyun, let me ask you something.” Old Madam Yan had a motive for following her.

“Go ahead.”

“Do you want to matchmake Wanwan and the child from the Jing family?” Qiao Aiyun was too enthusiastic about Jing Hanchuan. As a bystander, she felt that it was abnormal.

“No, I’m just thanking him for sending Wanwan over. I’ve never interacted with him before, so I’ma little curious about his family.”

Old Madam Yan nodded. The Jing family was indeed mysterious, so it was normal for her to be curious. “I thought you wanted Wanwan… The two of them are very polite to each other, and they don’t have that subtle feeling when interacting with each other. It’s not as natural as her interactions with Fu

Chen.”

“Is that so…” Ms. Qiao hugged her son and smiled.

“I feel that their auras don’t match.”

Actually, Qiao Aiyun was bored during her postpartum recovery, so she had carefully recalled many details of the past.

Fu Chen had already done very well, and he had helped the mother and daughter a lot. If Fu Chen hadn’t taken care of Song Fengwan at the time, considering Song Jingren’s true personality, there would have been many variables during the divorce.

Other than being Fu Yuxiu’s uncle, Fu Chen’s character, appearance, and family background were impeccable.

Most importantly, Qiao Aiyun couldn’t do anything to him either. But her daughter had been kidnapped for no reason and had even arranged for a group of people to hide it from her. She felt uncomfortable.

She just wanted to agitate Fu Chen on purpose.

But she didn’t expect him to be so tolerant. There was no movement all along, and even Song Fengwan didn’t say anything. The two of them were really good at acting.

‘When she went downstairs, the people at the table were still eating as usual.

“Where’s Little Brother?” Song Fengwan asked.

“He went to sleep after eating. Let’s continue eating.” Qiao Aiyun smiled and silently watched the people at the table acting in front of her.

After dinner, Jing Hanchuan was the first to propose leaving the Yan residence.

“You’re leaving so soon? Sit for a while more.” Qiao Aiyun persuaded him to stay.

“Tm a little tired and want to go back to the hotel to rest. I’m already disturbing you by coming here today.” If Jing Hanchuan continued to stay here, Fu Chen’s knife-like gaze would shoot through his body.

“We should leave too,” Fu Sinian agreed.

“Okay, if you insist. Fu Chen, won’t you stay? You’ve been taking care of Wanwan in the capital. You should stay here tonight. I heard from my brother that you two get along very well. You also took care of them when they were in the capital. I haven’t thanked you properly yet.”

It didn’t matter if the others left, but how could Qiao Aiyun let Fu Chen slip away?

“This is what I should do.” Fu Chen smiled.

Qiao Wangbei snorted coldly. Stupid brat, I’ll just watch you pretend quietly.

“Stay here. Don’t be polite with me.”

At this point, Fu Chen could only stay.

KE

Because there was a child to take care of at home, everyone was very busy. Qiao Aiyun didn’t have much time to attend to Fu Chen, so she asked Qiao Xiyan to help.

The setting sun was low and cast a layer of golden light on the sea surface, making the waves shimmer.

Qiao Xiyan was standing in the Yan residence’s backyard and smoking with his head lowered. The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped him, reducing his hostility.

Fu Chen was standing beside him. “Don’t you think the atmosphere is a little strange today?”

“Huh?” Qiao Xiyan flicked the cigarette ash. “What’s strange?”

“Aunt Yun…” Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

“After giving birth, she’s always been strange.”

Qiao Xiyan was telling the truth. How could she not be agitated after she found out that her daughter was in love with an uncle in the delivery room?

Fu Chen licked the inside of his cheek. “Nothing else happened?”

“She stayed at home for more than a month and didn’t go out. She’s in her postpartum recovery period. What do you think could have happened?”

‘When this matter exploded, everyone in this trap would be unlucky. Qiao Xiyan didn’t intend to remind Fu Chen. It was better to scare him to death.

“Okay,” Fu Chen replied. He still felt that he had neglected something.

KE

Fu Chen slept at the Yan residence tonight. Feeling uneasy, he sent Song Fengwan a message.

sleeping?

Not yet. Song Fengwan had just taken a shower and was lying on her bed, playing with her phone.

{Let’s go out for a walk? I have something to talk to you about. It was only eight in the evening. It was too easy for them to expose themselves if they met in the Yan residence.

Now?

{1 want to clarify our relationship with Aunt Yun.

Fu Chen had already been waiting for a long time. It wasn’t easy for him to endure until Qiao Aiyun gave birth and recovered well enough. Coupled with her attitude toward Jing Hanchuan today, he felt that he couldn’t delay this matter anymore.

Okay, you go out first. I’ll change my clothes.)

{Let’s meet at the beach.

The two agreed and left one after another.

The night breeze was a little cold. Song Fengwan wrapped herself in a long coat and tiptoed out.

‘As soon as she reached the beach, she saw Fu Chen. She ran over and jumped into his arms. “Why are you in such a hurry to tell my mom?”

“Lcan’t wait anymore.” Fu Chen kissed the corner of her lips. “Let’s talk while walking.”

“Okay.”

At this moment, the two of them were strolling on the beach and had no idea that their every move was within someone else’s control.

Qiao Aiyun held her son and stood by the window, watching the two of them leave.

“The child is asleep? Give him to me.” Yan Wangchuan took the child from her hands, but he saw Qiao Aiyun standing by the window without moving. “You’re not sleeping?”

“TI stand for a while.”

Qiao Aiyun had calculated correctly that Fu Chen and Song Fengwan would definitely meet. Her abnormal behavior today had been to agitate Fu Chen. Some things couldn’t be explained clearly over the phone, so the two of them would definitely meet.

Be it at home or outside, what she needed to do was.

wait patiently to catch the scene of the two of them ‘having an affair’.

Yan Wangchuan placed the child on the bed. He really didn’t know what Qiao Aiyun was looking at. The sea in the distance was dark, and there were only a few flickering lights.

About twenty minutes later, Qiao Aiyun suddenly turned around, grabbed her coat, and wrapped it around herself. “Help me get my brother and Xiyan to gather in the living room. Mom is already asleep. Don’t disturb her. Let’s have a small family meeting.”

Yan Wangchuan was silent as she walked out of the room. Song Fengwan was slowly walking back from a hundred meters away, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

He wondered if he should inform her. Otherwise, this girl would definitely be frightened later.

He was about to pick up his phone on the table when Qiao Aiyun returned for some reason. “What are you planning to do?”

“Nothing.”

Qiao Aiyun checked if Little Mr. Yan’s diaper was wet before going downstairs in peace. Before leaving, she said, “You didn’t stop him back then and became an accomplice. Now, you want to be a good person and inform them?

“It’s too late…”

The wind blew from the sea. It was humid and slightly cold. Song Fengwan shivered all over. She ran into the house and changed her shoes at the entrance. From the corner of her eye, she saw Qiao Aiyun coming downstairs

“You went out alone so late at night?”

The wind blew into the house, and her back felt cold.