Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy - Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Repaying the Debt With My Body, Call Me Third Brother

Song Fengwan’s heart was pounding. His fingers were still rubbing her forehead, gentle and warm.

Her heart felt as though a hundred claws were scratching it.

“You talked back to me just now. Why aren’t you saying anything now?”

Their eyes met.

Song Fengwan’s eyelashes trembled, and her face flushed red.

“If you’re one of my people, I naturally won’t pursue the matter. It’s fine if you want to kick me a few more times too,” he coaxed with his head lowered, and his hot breath landed on her face.

She tilted her head and shrank slightly.

Fu Chen chuckled. “Why are you hiding?”

His hot breath came out of his thin lips and attacked her.

Song Fengwan suddenly remembered the kiss at the ski resort that night.

… His lips were very soft, and while kissing me… they were so hot that they were burning me.

He’s usually gentle and ascetic, and Old Master Fu said that he has never been in a relationship despite his age. But I didn’t expect that when he kissed me…

… he was so domineering, and his lips… were so hot.

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Fu Chen laughed. This little girl is actually in a daze while flirting?

“What are you thinking about?” Fu Chen whispered gently in her ear.

“Nothing.” Song Fengwan hurriedly backed away, escaping from Fu Chen’s breath while panting as if she had just escaped death.

“Then, how do we settle the few times you kicked me?” Fu Chen sized her up. The little girl bit her lip and started to act pitiful again.

“Why don’t… we keep an account of it?”

“How? Let me kick you a few times later to get it back?”

Song Fengwan was speechless.

“How about I make a condition, just like last time?”

Last time, because of Cheng Tianyi’s matter, she had agreed to a request from Fu Chen. But he hadn’t mentioned it until now.

“Okay, as long as I can do it.” She thought that someone like Fu Chen wouldn’t get a little girl like her to do anything excessive.

“Is this thing in your arms for me?” Fu Chen pointed at the paper bag she was holding.

“Yes, this is what I wanted to give you last time but forgot to.” Song Fengwan handed him the paper bag.

Fu Chen took it, took out the box inside, and opened it.

The prayer beads were dark-red and made of red sandalwood, with turquoise stones embedded in the middle. The bracelet looked grand and simple.

“I helped you cover up your lie just now, so it counts as me helping you. How are you going to repay me?”

Song Fengwan stared at him blankly.

“When we went to the ski resort, you broke my prayer bead bracelet. You still owe me one.” Fu Chen held the Buddhist prayer bead bracelet and took a step toward her.

Song Fengwan hurriedly walked to the door and waited for an opportunity to escape. She cursed him in her heart for being shameless. You stole my first kiss. I still haven’t settled that debt.

“Strictly speaking, you owe me quite a lot. How are you going to repay me?” Fu Chen knew that she wanted to leave, so he moved faster, pressing closer to her.

Song Fengwan was dumbfounded. “You can take this prayer bead bracelet as me repaying you.”

“Your cousin bought this, and it should have been given to me a long time ago. I didn’t settle the score with you for you confiscating it, yet you’re still planning to use it to repay your debt?”

While speaking, Fu Chen had already closed in on her near the door.

Song Fengwan leaned her back against the door, and her fingers reached behind to touch the door handle. Just as Fu Chen heard the door lock turning, he reached out to press the door down and propped both hands beside her head, circling his arms around her and trapping her within the small space.

They were so close that their breaths became entangled.

“Want to run without repaying your debt? Aren’t you afraid that I’ll tell your cousin?”

Song Fengwan gritted her teeth in anger. According to him, I owe him so much and have to repay every single thing. I’m just a student. Isn’t he just forcing me to repay him with my body?

“Third Master, someone like you won’t report trivial matters in private. That’s the action of someone despicable, and only three-year-olds would do that.” Song Fengwan smiled at him, her eyes shining full of craftiness.

Fu Chen pursed his lips. Is this little girl trying to trick me?

Just as Fu Chen was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

“Third Master, are you asleep?” It was Qiao Xiyan’s voice. He had been holding carving knives for years, so his fingers were strong, and the knock on the door was loud.

Song Fengwan’s breathing became rapid, and she was so frightened that her face was pale. The knocking sound on the door seemed to be knocking on her heart, beating her heart like a drum. She held her breath and subconsciously grabbed Fu Chen’s clothes.

“Third Master?” Qiao Xiyan’s voice was originally low and deep. Through the door, it sounded even lower and deeper. Song Fengwan kept shaking her head at Fu Chen.

“Is something the matter?” Fu Chen replied.

“May I go in and talk?”

Song Fengwan was anxious. Her fingers tugged at Fu Chen’s clothes, twisting out a layer of creases.

Her warm and soft body pressed close to him. Even though her entire body was tense, the young girl’s unique fragrance was still pervasive.

Fu Chen’s throat tightened, and he wished he could press her against the door and kiss her hard.

Song Fengwan kept shaking her head at him. Based on her understanding of Qiao Xiyan, if he saw them, a single man and a single woman alone in the same room, he would definitely think wrongly. Moreover, once the matter of the prayer beads was exposed, she would be doomed!

“I just took a shower, and I’m not wearing any clothes. If you have something to say, just go ahead.” Fu Chen couldn’t bear to see her panic, so his fingers gently caressed her hair and pulled her into his arms with a bit of force.

He lowered his head and placed his mouth against her ear. “Don’t be afraid.”

His mouth opened and closed, almost containing her ear in his mouth. Half of her body went soft, and she fell into his embrace limply.

“I have some errands to run tomorrow, and I’ll be heading north, so I would like to borrow a car from you.”

Qiao Xiyan was a southerner, and the south was humid and rainy, so he focused more on stability when choosing his car. The north was on a high latitude, so there was snow piled up and ice, and the cars here paid more attention to anti-slip functions.

It was a rainy and snowy day in Beijing, so his car was really not well-suited for driving here.

“Sure. I’ll get someone to give you the key tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you. Then I won’t disturb you anymore.” Qiao Xiyan left.

Meanwhile, Song Fengwan was scared out of her wits. It wasn’t until she heard the sound of a door closing that she heaved a sigh of relief.

“I helped you again.” Fu Chen saw her frightened look and thought that she looked exceptionally cute.

Song Fengwan gritted her teeth. He’s indeed a businessman. He’s careful and calculative with everything.

He’s sly and devious.

How can he not feel bad for taking advantage of the plight of a poor student like me?

“Take it that I owe you another request.” Song Fengwan was furious. She broke free from his embrace and turned around to open the door and leave.

The door opened a crack. A pair of hands reached out from behind…

… and pressed the door down.

The door slammed shut with a bang. Fu Chen leaned over and pressed her against the door.

“I have a request right now.”

“What?” Song Fengwan was facing the door and felt the person on her back pressing near the side of her neck. His breathing was light one moment and heavy the next, making her neck itchy.

“Actually, I’m about the same age as your cousin. Why do you treat me like an uncle when you call him brother?” Fu Chen gently leaned closer, and his nose rubbed against her earlobe. It was small and red, looking enticing.

“If I don’t treat you as an uncle, then what…” Song Fengwan had been engaged to Fu Yuxiu before. He was Fu Yuxiu’s uncle, so she instinctively treated him as an elder.

Fu Chen’s lips brushed past her ear. He saw her ear quickly turn red, making her look shy and cute.

He chuckled softly.

“Why don’t you call me San Ge[1.The term 三哥 can also be translated as ‘Third Brother’, but in consideration of the future chapters, it will be translated as San Ge.]? Okay?”

His voice was hoarse, deep, and attractive.