Song Fengwan didn't intend to cry in front of Fu Chen, but she had suppressed some things in her heart for too long.

Her father had had an affair, and the illegitimate daughter came to her family's doorstep. She was too embarrassed to speak of it and didn't dare to tell anyone.

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She knew that there were many people waiting to see her make a fool of herself, so she couldn't let anyone see a hint of sadness in her and could only endure it.

She hated Jiang Fengya and resented her father even more. But at the thought that her parents' relationship was so tense that they could get a divorce at any time, the panic and helplessness welling up in her heart almost made her breakdown.

She had always hoped that when she returned to Yuncheng, everything would just be a dream and that nothing had ever happened.

But the incident today had completely shattered her already-fragmented fantasy.

The autumn wind in Beijing was cold and bleak. Song Fengwan's throat and chest were burning with pain, and she didn't have the strength to look Fu Chen in the eye.

She sniffled her nose, and her eyes were red from tears. She reached out her hands to wrap her clothes tightly around herself and stomped her feet, trying to divert her attention. "Third Master, thank you for coming. I'm fine."

Her voice was deep and nasal, making Fu Chen feel distraught. "Come closer."

"Huh?" Song Fengwan stood rooted to the ground, staring at the tip of her shoes. Her eyes were sore, and her tears instantly blurred her vision.

Fu Chen frowned and took a step forward, closing the distance between them.

"What's the matter?" Song Fengwan subconsciously wanted to dodge.

"Don't move!" Fu Chen's voice was deep and austere, leaving no room for negotiation.

He let go of her hand and unbuttoned his suit jacket.

"Third Master…" Before Song Fengwan could finish her sentence, the suit jacket was already wrapped around her.

Fu Chen's fingers slid under the collar of his suit jacket, as if he was tidying it up, his expression serious and focused.

Song Fengwan was squeezed between the jacket and Fu Chen's body and could neither move forward nor retreat.

"Song Fengwan."

"Huh?" Her voice became increasingly dull and soft, afraid that Fu Chen would hear something odd from it.

Fu Chen's eyes darkened, and he sighed helplessly. "You're such… a wreck."

When he just finished saying the last word…

… he suddenly tightened his fingers on the suit jacket. Song Fengwan was caught off guard and fell into Fu Chen's arms.

She stiffened.

As though thunder exploded in her head, her mind went utterly blank.

She subconsciously moved her body, but Fu Chen was too strong for her to break free. Instead, he pressed her tightly in his embrace. She grabbed his clothes helplessly, wrinkling them.

"You're so young, so don't hide so many things," Fu Chen said in a hoarse voice when he saw her stop moving.

Ever since Song Fengwan had arrived at his house, she had been behaving properly and cautiously. The more she did this, the harder it was for her. With such a big incident happening at home, how could she possibly act as if nothing had happened?

"When you feel uncomfortable, just cry if you want to." Fu Chen reached out and rubbed her head.

His movements were gentle, and his voice was warm. Song Fengwan clutched his clothes tightly as her tears fell, wetting his clothes and burning his heart full of concern.

The people of the Fu family at the side finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Especially Shi Fang, he reached out his hand, nudged Qian Jiang, and revealed a motherly smile. "He finally managed to hug her. I was so anxious I was about to die.

"The Korean dramas that Third Master has been watching recently weren't fruitless.

"At a time like this, you should just pounce on her and hug her."

Qian Jiang glanced at him. "You're talking as if you've dated someone."

"How do you f*cking know I've never had a girlfriend?" Shi Fang was anxious when he heard this. After all, he was not young anymore and was too embarrassed to say that he had never been in a relationship.

"We're together all the time. What do you think?" Qian Jiang's words made him so angry that his face turned green.

"F*ck, I can't find a girlfriend because I'm with you every single day! If I'm f*cking single, don't even think about having a good life either!" Shi Fang snorted coldly.

Qian Jiang glanced at him and ignored him.

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Song Fengwan cried for a while and left Fu Chen's embrace when she felt better. She looked at the tear stains on his chest and bit her lip. "Third Master…"

"Why did you come out?" Fu Chen changed the topic.

"To buy food for my mom." She sniffled and then remembered she hadn't done what she planned to do.

Fu Chen looked at their surroundings. There were many small restaurants opposite the police station, but it was already past lunchtime, and there was basically no one around.

"Then I'll go first." Song Fengwan hurriedly lowered her head and prepared to cross the road. She even forgot to check if there were any passing vehicles.

Fu Chen reached out his hand and grabbed her wrist. A vehicle brushed past her clothes and sped past. "I'll go with you."

Fu Chen pulled her along and slowly crossed the road. His fingers seemed to be unintentionally moving down, touching her slightly stiff fingers. Song Fengwan frowned and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but he had already grasped it even more tightly, clutching it in his palm.

It was intimate.

Song Fengwan looked down at their held hands. Her heart was beating fast in panic.

She moved her fingers, but she couldn't bear to pull them back.

Fu Chen wanted to go even further with her, but the time wasn't right. Her heart was already in a mess. If he stimulated her any further, she might move out of his house. He couldn't afford to take the risk.

"Let's go to that restaurant. I'll buy some rice with side dishes." Song Fengwan pointed to a small restaurant.

"I'll wait for you outside." Fu Chen let go of her hand, his expression as calm as usual.

Song Fengwan nodded and entered the restaurant.

Fu Chen didn't know how to coax girls at all. After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone and made a call. Out of the people he knew, that person was the only one who had better relationships with females.

"Hello." The other party's voice had a thick nasal tone.

"It's me. Do you have a cold?" It was a rare show of concern from Fu Chen.

"I just came down from the snowy mountains, so I feel a little unwell…"

"Take care of yourself."

The other party was silent for a few seconds. "… What the f*ck! Third Fu, you actually took the initiative to call me? And you're caring about me?"

Fu Chen frowned. His reactions are really slow. "Let me ask you something."

"Oh? You actually have something to ask me? This is so incredible. Didn't you ruthlessly block me last time? Since you had the guts to block me, don't take the initiative to look for me."

Fu Chen was silent for a while. This person…

"We've known each other since we were seven years old, and it has been so many years. We were childhood sweethearts. How could you treat me like that…"

"When we were eight, you cut ties with me."

The other party choked. "Didn't we reconcile when we were nine, and didn't we almost become sworn brothers?"

"Then you provoked my father, and he beat you out of my house with a stick."

"Didn't you want to ask me something? Is this the attitude you're supposed to have when you're asking for my help? Say something nice, and I'll help you."

Fu Chen frowned and hung up the phone. He really tried to take advantage of me when I treated him slightly better. I can't let him get used to it.

The person on the other end was dumbfounded. He was the one who f*cking called me, yet he was the one who hung up on me.

Fu Chen, I want to cut off all ties with you!