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nWhen Fu Chen hung up the phone and returned, a waiter in the private room was pouring tea while another was introducing their restaurant’s signature dishes to Qiao Aiyun.

n“Third Master, I’m done ordering. Do you want to take a look?” Qiao Aiyun handed the menu to Fu Chen.

n“You’re too polite. Just call me Fu Chen.” Fu Chen glanced at the menu. “Add a ginseng black chicken soup. The weather is dry in the autumn, so it’s suitable to drink more soup.”

nQiao Aiyun smiled and sized Fu Chen up. He obviously ordered this soup for her and her daughter. He’s not picky about food, and he’s exceptionally considerate. That’s rare.

nAfter Fu Chen ordered, he reached out his hand and seemingly unintentionally wiped his forehead.

nSong Fengwan’s face turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

n“Wanwan, why is your face suddenly so red? Are you alright?” Qiao Aiyun was a mother, so she naturally immediately noticed her daughter’s abnormality.

n“I’m fine. Maybe it’s because the private room is a little hot.” Song Fengwan smiled awkwardly.

nFu Chen said slowly, “The capital hasn’t warmed up yet. The wind caused a drop in temperature, so the highest temperature today is only five degrees Celsius.”

nSong Fengwan wanted to cry. Can you not expose me?

n“Look at how dry your lips are. I’ve told you to drink more water.” Qiao Aiyun poured a glass of water and handed it to her. “Your lips are starting to peel.”

n“Really?” Song Fengwan licked her lips and didn’t dare to raise her head to look at Fu Chen.

nBefore serving the dishes, the waiter had already served the drinks. Qiao Aiyun had only ordered a cup of fruit juice and Longjing tea, but the waiter served an additional bottle of wine. “We couldn’t finish the grapes from our vineyard, so we’re giving you a bottle of the wine we made to have a taste.”

nSince it was a free gift, everyone naturally didn’t say anything.

nAfter all, hotels and restaurants often promoted food and drinks like this. If the taste was good, everyone would naturally be willing to spend money to buy it the next time.

n“It’s free?” Fu Chen rubbed his thermos and sized up the waiter.

n“Yes. It’s freshly made, and even children can try it. The alcohol content is very low, and everyone who has drunk it says that it’s good.” The waiter felt his scalp tingle and hurriedly left.

nQiao Aiyun took the bottle of wine and smelled it. “I haven’t drunk self-made wine before. It smells alright.”

nHer mind was full of troubles at home, and she was not in the mood to talk with Fu Chen. She wished she could get drunk.

n“Go ahead and have a taste.” Fu Chen understood from her expression that she must have cried in the hotel. Qiao Aiyun looked like a strong woman, but she did have her weak side.

n“Are you not going to drink any?” Qiao Aiyun motioned with the wine bottle toward him.

n“I don’t drink alcohol.” Fu Chen declined.

nQiao Aiyun didn’t force him and poured herself a glass. The thick smell of grapes filled the entire room.

n“Mom, I want some too.” The aroma made Song Fengwan crave a taste.

n“You’re still a kid. You shouldn’t drink alcohol.”

n“Just a little. I just want to try the taste.”

nQiao Aiyun couldn’t persuade her not to drink and poured her a small glass of the wine. Song Wanwan narrowed her eyes and licked the wine like a lazy cat.

n“Third…” Qiao Aiyun was about to say Third Master when she changed her mind. “Fu Chen, I’ll have to trouble you to take care of Wanwan these few days. With the things happening at home, I might not be able to take care of her, so I’ll have to trouble you for the time being.”

nQiao Aiyun originally planned to bring Song Fengwan to live somewhere else outside, but the family was in a mess. Furthermore, she and Song Jingren would definitely be quarreling over some things, and she didn’t want Song Fengwan to get involved in these dirty matters.

n“It’s not troublesome. She’s very obedient.”

n“Thank you for your help today too.”

n“It was the Fu family who let you down. It’s what I should do…”

nThe two of them chatted about a lot of different topics, ranging from the newly-introduced news policies to Qiao Aiyun’s work.

nQiao Aiyun sold stone carvings and jade jewelry, so she had inherited some of her family business in a way. Although the Qiao family had men, they were all artisans, so someone had to take care of the business.

nIf you weren’t a professional, you wouldn’t know much about these things. But Fu Chen knew even the slightest details about jade and stones. If he wasn’t an expert, he wouldn’t know these things.

n“I just heard my father talk about them by chance. I don’t know much, so how could I dare to show it off in front of you?” Fu Chen’s tone became even more humble.

nQiao Aiyun liked Fu Chen more and more in her heart. Nowadays, many young people raised their heads high up in the sky when they knew just a little about the industry. It was rare for someone to be so humble and low-key.

nFu Chen glanced at Song Fengwan, who was still licking her wine, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

nThis wine…

nIs it that delicious?

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nWhen they almost finished eating, Qiao Aiyun’s phone vibrated a few times. She immediately hung up, and her expression changed slightly. “Excuse me. I’m going to the restroom.”

nFu Chen nodded. He guessed that it was Song Jingren. Jiang Fengya’s matter was cast in stone, so he might be a little anxious.

nQiao Aiyun was in the restroom for a long time. Song Fengwan frowned. “Why isn’t she back yet? I’ll go look for her.” She was already a little drunk, so her walking posture was a little unsteady.

nQiao Aiyun didn’t go to the restroom and had actually left to make a call. But Song Fengwan couldn’t even hear the implied meaning. She was indeed drunk.

nFu Chen got up and chased after her.

nHis phone vibrated, and he answered the call as he walked.

n“Third Fu, although you don’t treat me very well, as your best friend, I can’t not help you. I don’t give away this wine so easily.”

n“I knew it. When did you start giving free wine here?” Fu Chen narrowed his eyes.

n“Didn’t I do it for you? How was it? Did she drink it? Let me tell you, it’s easier to do things after drinking. Haha…”

n“She’s out alone now. You’ll be responsible if anything happens.”

n“Stop pretending! It’s not like you don’t know about that wine. The alcohol content isn’t low, yet you didn’t stop her from drinking it. You want me to be responsible for what happens? Why are you pretending to be virtuous now!”

nFu Chen snorted and hung up.

nWhen he reached the restroom, Song Fengwan was leaning against the wall with a confused expression. After hearing footsteps, she raised her head and looked at Fu Chen. “Uh, my mom isn’t here.”

nHer voice was soft and tender.

nAnd there was even a hint of her acting cute.

n“Okay, let’s go back.” His smile was affectionate.

n“Okay.” Song Fengwan was very obedient. But after taking a few steps, she stumbled and almost fell. Fu Chen hurriedly held her arm and didn’t dare to move forward.

n“Uhm…” Song Fengwan looked up at him. “I’m sorry. I feel a little dizzy.”

n“Oh,” Fu Chen replied. He finally couldn’t help lowering his head to touch her forehead…

n“Third Master…”

n“Huh?”

n“You’re so tall. I can’t even reach you.” She gestured with her hand while smiling a little foolishly. She was obviously a little nonsensical from drinking too much, and her words were incoherent.

nFu Chen smiled and bent down.

n“Can you reach me now?”

nFor her…

n… I can lower my head.

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