Chapter 163: Senior Brother’s Infiltration, Someone Without Any Ideas

The lights in the bedroom were dim and warm. The humidifier on the nightstand had a layer of white mist wafting from it, complementing her flushed face to look increasingly charming and sweet.

She dug her fingers into her blanket and didn’t know what to say. Her face was flushed red, and she didn’t dare to look at him.

Meanwhile, Fu Chen kept staring at her, afraid of missing any important expression on her face.

In the past, before revealing his feelings for her, Fu Chen spoke to her with the arrogance and air of an elder. But now, he was flirting with her all the time and letting go of himself.

Song Fengwan didn’t know how to respond to it.

In the past, when she was engaged to Fu Yuxiu, the engagement had been arranged a long time ago, and usually, they would just have a meal and chat. There was no such thing as someone wooing the other.

She had no experience and was slightly at a loss.

“Didn’t we agree that you wouldn’t disturb me?” Song Fengwan lowered her voice a lot, fearing that Qiao Aiyun would discover something.

Her heart was racing, and her eyes darted to the door from time to time. She rolled off the bed and tiptoed over to lock the door.

She then sneaked onto the bed again, looking just like a thief. But the person on the other end of the call was actually smiling as he touched his glasses on his nose bridge.

“What are you laughing about? I’m acting like a thief all because of you.”

“Just now, you said that I disturbed you. So, can I understand it as…” Fu Chen rubbed his glasses and looked at her seriously. “Wanwan, you care about me deep down in your heart.”

Song Fengwan was about to go crazy.

She cleared her throat. “Have you really never been in a relationship?”

He hasn’t been in a relationship before, yet he knows so many sweet nothings.

“I’ve dated you in my heart. Does that count?” Fu Chen laughed softly. His laughter passed through the earphones, making it sound even lower and deeper.

Damn it.

This person totally isn’t going to stop.

Song Fengwan felt that she could no longer talk to him normally.

“It’s late, and I have to get up early tomorrow to study. I have to sleep.” Song Fengwan’s ears were so red that they seemed to be on fire, and she didn’t even dare to look him in the eye.

She just wanted to end this conversation quickly.

“Fu Xinhan chased after you for two streets today.”

“Huh?” Song Fengwan had been too focused on feeling sad and touching the stone at the time, so she didn’t notice at all.

“Huai Sheng also said that he missed you tonight.” His fingers were operating the laptop, taking many screenshots.

“Mm, I miss him too.” Song Fengwan thought about the little monk and laughed uncontrollably.

He even recites scriptures when eating meat.

“I miss you too…” Fu Chen looked at her seriously.

Song Fengwan blushed and bit her lip, not saying anything…

“What time are you going to wake up tomorrow?”

“Around half past five.”

“Go to sleep then. Goodnight.”

Song Fengwan said goodnight and ended the call. She reached out her hands to rub her ears, which were still hot and tingling.

Just as she finished setting her alarm, she heard the sound of the doorknob twisting. “Wanwan, are you asleep?”

“Not yet.” Song Fengwan hurriedly got up and opened the door for her.

Qiao Aiyun brought another blanket in and laid it on top of her sheets. “Since when did you start locking the door before going to bed?”

“Ah?” Song Feng would occasionally oversleep when she had school. Because she was in a deep sleep and had trouble waking up, she normally never locked the door. Usually, apart from Qiao Aiyun, no one else would go in directly either.

She felt guilty. “Maybe I locked it as I closed the door.”

She didn’t even have confidence in her words.

Qiao Aiyun glanced at her phone that was still lit up. “Stop playing. Hurry up and go to sleep.”

After she sent Qiao Aiyun away, her heartbeat finally calmed down a little.

It always seems like I’m having an affair. Seriously…

Song Fengwan had just crawled into bed when Fu Chen sent her another message. [Good night. I’ll call you in the morning.]

Why do I have the illusion that I’m already dating him?

…

Yunjin Prime Manor…

Shi Fang brought over some documents to Fu Chen, but he had already closed his laptop.

“Third Master? You’re not working anymore?”

He said he was going to Yuncheng in a few days, so he asked me to bring over all the documents he needs to settle. I was busy in the office until midnight and finally managed to finish arranging them and bring them over.

But he actually just turned off his laptop and looks like he’s about to sleep.

If you had said so earlier, I wouldn’t have worked so hard.

“Wanwan is asleep.”

Sh Fang was stunned for a moment.

What does Miss Song being asleep have to do with you?

“Leave the documents here. I’ll handle them tomorrow.” With that, he turned around and returned to his room.

Shi Fang tugged at his hair.

Syncing their lifestyles?

How f*cking great is that.

Their relationship hasn’t even been established yet, and this person can already show off alone. People who don’t know better would think that the two of them are in the honeymoon phase.

…

The next day…

As soon as Song Fengwan was woken up by her alarm, Fu Chen called.

“Hey—”

“It’s time to get up.” Probably because Fu Chen had just woken up, his voice was deeper and more alluring than usual. With her phone pressed against her ear, it was as if he was right beside her.

“Oh,” Song Feng answered in a daze. “Actually, you didn’t have to call me. Even if I oversleep, my mom will wake me up.”

“I just wanted to hear your voice.”

Song Fengwan buried her head under her blanket, and even the breath she exhaled was warm.

This old man is killing me.

Grandma Fu even called him a blockhead. I’ve never seen anyone who knows how to flirt better than him.

He’s even better at flirting than a Korean drama male lead.

“Alright, you can hang up.” Fu Chen didn’t want to hold her up for too long. He was also clear that a certain little bunny was probably so shy that she was hiding.

Song Fengwan hung up the phone and buried her head into the blanket.

What will happen if this continues?

He flirts with me starting in the morning.

How can I study in peace?

Mommy, what should I do if someone keeps affecting my studies?

…

After Song Fengwan washed up and went out, Qiao Aiyun had already made breakfast. It was millet porridge and egg pancakes.

“After eating breakfast, study for a while. I’ll bring you to take a look at the exam hall later. It’s a bit far from here, so I booked a hotel near the venue. I’ll stay there with you for the two days of the exam.”

If she stayed closer to the venue, she wouldn’t need to wake up early and could rest well.

“Okay.” Song Fengwan lowered her head and ate her millet porridge. “Are you going out later?”

“I’m going to the lawyer’s office, and then I’ll bring you there after.” She had no intention of letting Song Fengwan get involved in her divorce with Song Jingren, so she revealed close to nothing to her.

“Is it very difficult to settle?” When Song Fengwan was in Beijing, she couldn’t see much of Qiao Aiyun, so she spoke with deliberation. Now that they were face to face, she asked, “Is he… not cooperating?”

“It involves the distribution of assets, so it’ll definitely take some time. Don’t think too much about it.”

In the end, Qiao Aiyun’s heart softened a little, and she didn’t want to say anything bad about him in front of Song Fengwan. When a divorce lawsuit involved money, it would really expose people’s character. Song Jingren had used all sorts of despicable tricks and shameless methods.

Song Fengwan knew that Qiao Aiyun didn’t want to reveal anything, so she didn’t probe further.

After Song Jingren had pushed her at the filiation banquet that day, it took more than a week before he called her. She didn’t answer and didn’t bother about the other times he tried to call her.

As time passed, there were no more calls from him.

…

After breakfast, Qiao Aiyun carried a stack of documents and went out. Song Fengwan went back to her room to study. Around 10 a.m., her phone vibrated.

It was an unknown local number.

She froze for two seconds before answering the phone. “Hello—”

“Wanwan, it’s Dad. You’re back, right?” Song Jingren’s voice was full of smiles.

Just like before.

When Song Fengwan heard his voice, she felt a lump in her throat. She held her phone tightly and didn’t make a sound.

“You’re about to start your exams soon. I’ve been very busy recently, so I didn’t have time to care for you. I’ll take you out to eat tonight at your favorite restaurant.” Song Jingren’s tone was kind, giving her the illusion that everything that had happened previously was just her imagination.

Song Fengwan gritted her teeth and rejected him. “No need. I need to study. I’m not free.”

“It’s just a meal and will only take an hour. It won’t affect your studies. I even bought you a lot of presents. Wasn’t it Christmas a few days ago? Didn’t you like chasing me for presents before…”

Song Jingren was patient and spoke gently.

But Song Fengwan’s mind was full of Qiao Aiyun’s thin face from earlier. Her eyes were no longer as bright as before and were instead dull and listless. Even though she was wearing makeup, her exhaustion was still hard to hide.

“I’m not going. You can eat yourself.”

Song Jingren tried to convince her for more than ten minutes, but Song Fengwan’s attitude remained firm.

“Did your mother forbid you from seeing me?” His tone suddenly changed.

“This has nothing to do with her.”

“We’re not divorced yet, and I’m still your father. What right does she have to stop us from meeting…”

Song Fengwan clenched her fists. “I told you, this is my decision! It has nothing to do with Mom! I don’t want to see you!” she yelled into the phone and immediately hung up.

…

Song Jingren was about to speak when he heard the busy tone.

“President Song, what did she say?” Secretary Zhang asked in a low voice. “Did Miss agree to meet you?”

Song Jingren’s face was green with anger, but he didn’t say anything.

“The other side’s lawyer is coming again soon. Miss still has shares under her name. If she stands on the other side, the company will be divided in the future. I’m afraid it will be extremely detrimental for you.”

“I know!” Song Jingren was so angry that he threw his phone on the floor.

“This wretched girl refuses to even see me. What can I do?!

“Don’t I know that it’s bad for me?!”

He and Qiao Aiyun had founded this company starting from scratch, but Qiao Aiyun’s shares were slightly less than his.

When Song Fengwan was born, in order to please the Qiao family and to show that he didn’t pursue Qiao Aiyun for money, he had specially transferred a portion of his shares to Song Fengwan.

When they were husband and wife, there was naturally no distinction between the