Chapter 1397: going fis.h.i.+ng for three meals a day, little yan xiansen the demon who urges people to write

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i think its a good idea to go fis.h.i.+ng. anyway, im in the jing family, and with sixth master watching over me, i cant do anything out of line. its better than going out to drink and party.

in the past, fu qinyuan did not focus on his studies and was even addicted to online games. song fengwan was really worried that he would end up like jiang-er and become a nouveau riche. she was quite satisfied with his current state.

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if that kid wants to do something out of line, hell only do it in secret. he wont let you see it in the open.

maybe hes using fis.h.i.+ng as an excuse to secretly have some evil ideas.

what do you think he is?

fu chen had only mentioned it casually, but song fengwan immediately retorted, why do you always think so badly of your own son?

youre not a good person, and you call him a toy?

fu chens head ached. forget it, lets not talk about this.

it was already late at night, so he went to take a shower. he had thought that they could do something intimate as a married couple in the middle of the night, but the moment he came out, he saw song fengwan sitting on the carpet with design drawings all over the floor. his mouth twitched

tonight, his little dream was ruined.

its already so late, and youre still busy? fu chen pulled out a towel to dry his hair.

xiao chi sent me the blueprint a few days ago, but i havent looked at it. he just called me and urged me to give him a reply in three days. its been almost a week. song fengwan felt guilty when she mentioned this.

although she was not in the head office of the yan corporation in nanjiang, she was the head of the yan corporations design department. all design drafts had to be checked and reviewed by her or personally designed by her.

yan chi had become a professional writer!

as soon as the deadline was near, she wished she could be a turtle and hide. once, she even deliberately hung up the phone, but a message popped up a minute later:

[ dear mobile user, you have used an air recharge of 10000 yuan ]

he even topped up her site traffic.

then, he sent a text message.

[ sister ran, i know you can see the message. when is the submission? ]

[ i have an immature suggestion. ]

song fengwan furrowed her brows,since you think its immature, then dont mention it.

[ how about this? ill pack my luggage and move into your house. ill watch you draw the ma.n.u.script. ]

she was very cute when she was young, but why was she not obedient at all when she grew up?

xiao chi, i think youve changed. you wouldnt have treated your sister like this in the past. song fengwan mentioned it to him directly.

yan chi only replied to her quietly, youve changed too. you used to submit your work in advance. youre getting lazier and lazier.

do you think its that easy to come up with a design draft? you need inspiration!

are you trying to say that youve run out of ideas?

song fengwan choked

yan chi didnt inherit yan w.a.n.gchuans cold and reticent personality, but he had inherited the skill of poisoning people with his words. yan w.a.n.gchuan used to be that kind of person who didnt speak, but if he opened his mouth, he could really choke people to death.

when their company decided on the lead product for this season, each designer would hand in a few design drafts in advance and decide who would be the lead designer after a discussion.

just because song fengwan was the head of the design department, it didnt mean that she would use her drafts. the design drafts and spirit diagrams were all submitted in advance. if you really didnt have any inspiration, you wouldnt even need to submit the drawings. song fengwan was the type who had a lot of inspiration but was too lazy to put it into practice.

in yan chis words,laziness has terminal cancer, it has to be treated!

fu chen looked at the design drawings on the floor and felt a little helpless. xiao chi sent you the doc.u.ment a long time ago. why did you have to wait until now? she probably didnt need to sleep tonight.

sometimes i forget when im busy. song fengwan thought about it. he had given them three days, but it wasnt too urgent. he would do it two days later. if he delayed it, he would forget about it.

why didnt that brat come after you? fu chen saw her holding her chin, looking helpless, and only smiling indulgently.

yan chi had really flown over twice in the night because he was urging her to write her ma.n.u.script

song fengwan was drawing late into the night when she received a call from a certain someone who told her that he was already at her doorstep. it really scared her to death.

it wasnt that she was afraid of him, but she felt guilty.

in the end, she stayed up all night, while little yan slept soundly the entire night. the next day, he followed fu chen out to take a bath, sweat, and drink some wine before coming back. he was very relaxed.

i think if i dont give it to him tomorrow, hell really come. song fengwan was picking through the design drafts. this kids personality is completely different from his fathers. when it comes to work, theyre exactly the same! hes equally strong.

after all, they are father and son. its hereditary.

so why is qin yuan so two-faced? its also hereditary.

fu chen smiled helplessly. when he first met her, she was very respectful to him and would think twice before speaking. since they got married, she had revealed her true colors and would occasionally criticize him.

what else could he do other than pamper the wife he had chosen?

he went to the study to get two books and went back to the room to read them silently. he quietly accompanied her until fu huaihua came out of school and went out to pick up her daughter.

after fu huan returned home, he went to greet song fengwan. when he saw the ma.n.u.script papers on the floor, he couldnt help but complain,

mom, did uncle send you a kill order again? youre already at this age, cant you just let uncle be less worried?

who did this girl learn to be so sharp-tongued from?

hurry up and go to sleep.

i still have to do my homework.

before fu huan went back to his room, he took a look at huaishengs room. fu yu had stayed in their house for two days, and he had stayed up with her for two nights. he seemed to have lost all his energy and lost weight.

she decided to just leave. however, she was not woken up by the alarm clock every day. instead, she was woken up by the noise of the wooden fish next door

even more punctual than an alarm clock!

no one in the fu family was sleeping in, so huaisheng specially asked her what time she would wake up one day.

in order to make him feel that he was hardworking and didnt like to sleep in, fu huan said directly, six o clock!

in fact, her alarm clock was set at six o clock, but she always stayed in bed until six-thirty. now, it was six o clock

the wooden fish struck on time.

fu huan broke down.

she really wanted fu yu to stay at their house for two days, so that he could stay up all night and rest the next day.

fu huan sighed and dragged his bag into his room. he couldnt stay in bed recently and felt that life was boring. he didnt even have the energy to scroll through weibo and help his favorite celebrities.

fu chen had never expected that huaisheng, the wooden fish, could cure fu huans habit of lazing in bed.

huaisheng had consulted everyone in the fu family about their daily schedule in advance when he was doing his morning cla.s.ses. he was also worried that he would disturb them. fu huan was in this state because of her own actions. she loved to laze in bed, but she still had to pretend to be hardworking.

if huaisheng was fu qinyuan, her brother, fu huan would have rushed into his room and thrown his wooden fish away. she was just familiar with him, but not that close, so she couldnt really say anything. besides, he was very understanding and had asked her in advance, so she could only smile and deal with him every day.

every time fu chen saw her forcing a smile, he would hold it in. he welcomed huaisheng to stay at his house for a few more days.

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fu qinyuans side

most of the companys matters were handed over. he went to the jing family during the day and came back at night to read and write his thesis. he was so busy that everyone thought he was balancing work and rest.

she didnt know that she was in love and studying.

after a few days of silence, fu qinyuan wondered if he could flirt with her again

after all, it was necessary to give him some stimulation.