After Fu Chen brought Song Fengwan back, she played with Fu Xinhan until dinner time. It was only then that both the girl and the dog came out of the room.

"Let's go to the farm restaurant we ate at together last time. Pack your things and prepare to go out." Fu Chen's gaze swept past Fu Xinhan calmly.

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Fu Xinhan's body stiffened. Then he hurriedly ran out of the house, hid in his little doghouse, and didn't dare to come out again.

When Song Fengwan left the house, she noticed Fu Chen holding the car key. "You're driving today?"

"Is there a problem?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

Song Fengwan shook her head and followed him into a black sedan.

The car was an old model from many years ago and only cost a few hundred thousand yuan. But it was well-maintained, and its interior was subtly luxurious. There was a string of jade stones and copper coins hanging on the rearview mirror. This string of jade was of such an excellent quality that the car might not even be as valuable as it.

There was also a row of bobbleheads above the center console of the car. They were exceptionally cute.

Song Fengwan fastened her seatbelt while looking at the bobbleheads in front of her, feeling somewhat dazed…

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands touched the back of her hand. She subconsciously turned her head…

Her soft lips brushed past his forehead.

They held their breaths. Both of them were stunned.

Fu Chen turned half of his body over and tilted his head to look at her. His gaze landed on her soft pink lips, and his breathing deepened.

At that moment, the people waiting outside were completely dumbfounded. From their perspective, Fu Chen was practically pressing down on Song Fengwan.

It's broad daylight, and the sun hasn't even set yet. They just got into the car, but why is he already so assertive?

Is it that simple and crude?

"Third Master, I…" Song Fengwan stiffened and didn't dare to move.

Her mouth opened and closed, and she didn't know if she was shy or nervous as a layer of red covered her face. Fu Chen only felt that his throat and eyes were so dry that it was as though smoke was rising from them.

He reached out and touched his forehead. It was a little sticky. "Did you put something on your mouth?"

"A bit of lip balm." Song Fengwan had just cried for a while. When she got back, she realized that her lips were dry and pale, so she had applied some lip balm before leaving the house.

"Help me wipe it off," Fu Chen said in a low voice.

Actually, the rearview mirror was right in front of him, but Song Fengwan still subconsciously moved her hand to his forehead.

When her fingertips touched his forehead, they trembled slightly. They felt hot, as if they were burning.

But her fingers only lingered there for a moment before she withdrew them. Fu Chen lowered his gaze and helped her fasten her seatbelt. "Don't daydream."

After speaking, he had already pulled away and started the car, preparing to leave.

Song Fengwan coughed twice and adjusted her breathing. "I think these bobblehead dolls are quite cute."

"My mother bought them. She said that the inside of my car was too monotonous."

"Your car…"

"I got my driver's license overseas. After returning to China, my mother forced me to learn the domestic traffic rules again and also got me a car," Fu Chen explained.

Song Fengwan nodded. The first car of a newbie was definitely not expensive. She turned her head to glance at him. Fu Chen was already good-looking to begin with, and she didn't know what he was thinking about, but the corners of his lips were curled up in a small smile, making him look a little suave.

It was inexplicably attractive.

"What's the matter?" Fu Chen suddenly turned his head to look at her.

Song Fengwan hurriedly shook her head and turned to look out of the window, not daring to say another word.

***

It was only when they were almost at the farm restaurant that Song Fengwan noticed there were many people selling things by the roadside, with most of them selling apples.

"Is there an apple orchard here?" She hadn't noticed this when she had come before.

"Yeah, there's also a vineyard and a strawberry farm, but it's not harvesting season now." Fu Chen slowed the car down.

Shi Fang and Qian Jiang had been driving behind them the whole time. Their car speed is already slow enough just now, but why are they slowing down even more now? Are they planning to crawl over?

"They look quite delicious." Song Fengwan hadn't eaten much of her lunch. After seeing the apples, she got a little hungry.

The car stopped in front of a stall. "If you want to eat them, then we should buy some."

Song Fengwan nodded and didn't stand on ceremony.

Shi Fang was tilting his head while complaining. But when Qian Jiang suddenly braked, Shi Fang was caught off guard. If he hadn't been wearing his seatbelt, his head would have slammed into the windshield.

"F*ck. Old Jiang, why didn't you tell me you were stopping the car?" Shi Fang frowned.

Qian Jiang pointed in front.

Song Fengwan was standing in front of an apple stand and bending over choosing apples. Fu Chen was standing beside her and would occasionally say a few words. He just kept staring at her with his head turned, and the meaning of his gaze was obvious…

"D*mn. Is Third Master feeding Miss Song?" Shi Fang was speechless. "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that Third Master could be so gentle."

Qian Jiang narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything, his expression as cold as usual.

"Old Jiang, what do you think happened to Third Master…" Shi Fang still felt that it was a little surreal. To think that a person who wasn't interested in women would suddenly have an epiphany. "Do you think he knows what he's doing?"

"Flirting and picking up girls," Qian Jiang suddenly said.

Shi Fang felt a chill down his spine. Why do these words sound so sinister coming from his mouth?

***

Song Fengwan bought five apples and happily carried them into the car.

When the two arrived at the farm restaurant, there were no cars in the empty yard.

"There were a lot of people when we came here last time. Why isn't there anyone here today?" Song Fengwan opened the door and got out of the car.

"Maybe their business is bad today." Fu Chen turned off the engine and pulled out the car key.

"Mom, why are you here so early?" Song Fengwan saw Qiao Aiyun walking out of the restaurant the moment she got out of the car.

"I didn't have anything to do, so I came early." Qiao Aiyun was treating them to this meal, so how could she make Fu Chen wait for her? So she naturally took a taxi and came early.

She originally planned to find a better restaurant near the hotel, but she didn't expect Fu Chen to choose this farm restaurant.

But the environment here was good. She had just gone in to take a look, and the ingredients were still very fresh. It was just that she felt treating Fu Chen here was a bit negligent on her part.

But after seeing Fu Chen's car and thinking about the place he had booked, Qiao Aiyun started to size him up seriously.

"My friends and I often come here. The dishes here are all authentic local dishes. If Aunt Yun doesn't like it, we can change restaurants."

"It's alright. This place is pretty good," Qiao Aiyun said with a smile. She just hadn't expected Fu Chen's daily way of life to be so simple and plain. After all, he wasn't someone who lacked money.

She instinctively compared him to Fu Yuxiu.

The age difference between them wasn't that much. When Fu Yuxiu had first visited their home, he had driven a luxurious car worth millions of dollars, and the places he usually went to were just as expensive. But now that she thought about it…

… he wasn't someone with whom you could spend your life.

She looked at Fu Chen with an increasingly gentle expression. Living as a wife would only be reliable with a partner like Fu Chen.

The three of them just reached the private room when Fu Chen received a call and had to excuse himself for a while.

"Hey, am I not nice enough? I knew that you wanted to invite your future mother-in-law there, so I especially got someone to clear the place." The man smiled slyly.

"I thought your family's business wasn't doing well and was on the brink of closing down." Fu Chen narrowed his eyes.

The other person was immediately provoked. "My family's business is doing very well. Don't jinx me! Since I've helped you so much, tell me, how are you going to thank me…" He sniffed his nose, obviously still down with a cold.

But Fu Chen just hung up the phone directly, making the person on the other end hopping mad.

"Third Fu, you bastard. How rude of you to hang up on me."

Buzz. His cell phone vibrated twice. It was a message from the bank saying that he had received ten yuan, followed by a message from Fu Chen.

[For you to buy cold medicine]

He stared at his phone in a daze. Damn, I've helped you so much, but you're only giving me ten yuan to buy cold medicine?

Why the hell do I know someone like you?

He pulled a tissue to wipe his nose. You bastard, just wait and see.