Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy Chapter 336 - Wedding, Accident

Chapter 336: Wedding, Accident

When Fu Chen received Song Fengwan’s message, he was accompanying Old Madam Fu in the Pear Garden to watch an opera. Today, the play was ‘Farewell My Concubine’, and the person acting as Consort Yu was a newbie. Old Madam Fu kept saying that her singing wasn’t good enough.
[Third Brother, we might have to postpone revealing our relationship. We can’t tell my mom now.] She added an aggrieved emoji.
Fu Chen furrowed his brows.
He had discussed it with Song Fengwan before. When Qiao Aiyun got married, they would first give Qiao Aiyun a heads-up and slowly lay the cards on the table with their families. They couldn’t possibly maintain an underground relationship forever.
Moreover, after she arrived in the capital, the two of them would definitely meet frequently. There was no way to hide this matter.
[What happened?]
[My mom has been pregnant for more than a month, and it’s not very stable yet. I’m afraid something will happen if we stimulate her now.]
Fu Chen stared at the phone screen. The word ‘pregnant’ pierced his eyes, hurting him a little.
At this moment, on the stage, Consort Yu was singing. “… If this concubine walks together, wouldn’t it involve the king? Nothing! May with the sword on the king’s waist allow me to commit suicide before the king!”
…
“Consort, you can’t commit suicide.
“Consort, no…”
When Fu Chen looked up, he happened to see Consort Yu draw the sword and swipe her neck.
His heart skipped a beat, and he had an ominous premonition.
This child really came at the wrong time. Right after being conceived, this child ruined my plans. This child…
Fu Chen shook his head vigorously.
After the scene ended, the scene change took five minutes. Afterward, there was ‘Chen Shimei’s Beheading Case’, and the tiger guillotine was brought up. Fu Chen frowned slightly. What’s the matter with the Pear Garden today? How come it’s all these kinds of plays?
***
On the eve of the Qixi Festival, before the wedding…
Qiao Aiyun had only wanted to invite a few tables of guests in a low-profile manner. But the Yan family hadn’t held a happy occasion for many years, so it was difficult for them to keep it low-profile. They originally only booked six tables. But later, they booked a floor in the hotel to entertain the guests.
Before becoming pregnant, she was still on a diet to maintain her weight. Ever since she found out that she was pregnant, she had been nourishing herself with all kinds of soups every day. She had lost three pounds of meat in half a month, but she had made it up in five days.
She couldn’t wear the Western wedding dress anymore, so she could only choose to wear a Chinese one.
Considering that she was pregnant, there was no need to put on makeup, and she kept everything simple.
During this period of time, Yan Wangchuan was strictly forbidden from interacting with Qiao Aiyun. When he recovered from his cold, Old Madam Yan said that he had germs on his body. A few days later, she said that it wasn’t good to meet before marriage.
He could only spend his time preparing for pregnancy. He bought a lot of books in this aspect and took notes while reading them.
Song Fengwan had the honor of reading this ‘Pregnancy Diary’ once. It was even neater than the notes she had taken while in school.
The Qiao family had come two days ago, and Song Fengwan had accompanied them to play in Nanjiang.
Qiao Xiyan even joked, “When you were young, you kept clamoring about wanting a younger sibling. I bet you didn’t expect to finally realize this wish at eighteen. How do you feel now?”
Song Fengwan turned her head and smiled at him. “You’re talking as if this child isn’t your younger sibling either. How does it feel to have a younger sibling at your age?”
Qiao Xiyan flicked her forehead. “I haven’t seen you in a few months, but you’ve gotten bolder. You’re teasing me now?”
“Cousin, Grandma said that she wants to introduce you to someone. You’re not young anymore. It’s time to help the Qiao family have some descendants.”
Qiao Xiyan was holding a cigarette in his hand at the moment, and the ashes fell on his fingers.
So hot.
This girl just finished her college entrance exam, yet she’s already setting herself free. How bold of her to actually learn to tease me.
Fu Chen had arrived in Nanjiang the day before the wedding. When he went to visit the Yan family, the Qiao family was all present, so it wasn’t convenient for him to get close to Song Fengwan. He left in a hurry after giving his gift.
The Yan family hadn’t announced the pregnancy to the public, so Fu Chen could only pretend not to know. When his gaze swept past Qiao Aiyun’s abdomen, his brows furrowed tightly.
At the time, Qiao Wangbei was holding a piece of red jade and carving something. The carving knife felt so cold that he gripped the prayer bead bracelet in his hand tightly.
His ominous premonition was intensifying.
***
On the day of the wedding…
Old Madam Yan was very happy. She was wearing dark red clothes embroidered with large peony flowers. She asked Song Fengwan to accompany her and specially went to perm her hair. She was hale and hearty while busy greeting the guests.
Song Fengwan and Yan Zhile accompanied Qiao Aiyun to the lounge at the back to prepare.
Many women brought their children and wanted to see the bride in advance.
Qiao Aiyun didn’t put on any makeup. But during this period of time, she had been nourishing herself, so her complexion was excellent, and she was beautiful. She was wearing a red Chinese wedding dress and had a simple hairstyle. Old Madam Yan had instructed the makeup artist not to put any heavy head accessories on her. The wedding would last for a day, so she was afraid that she would be tired.
The relatives and friends of the Yan family could tell that Old Madam Yan and Yan Wangchuan cared a lot about the mother and daughter. Coupled with the fact that their marriage was a happy occasion, even if some of them had some complaints about them, they still smiled and congratulated them.
“Mom, I’ll go get you something to eat.” Song Fengwan felt tired after sending away a group of relatives, especially some naughty children. She was really afraid of them rushing over and bumping into Qiao Aiyun.
“I’ll go. Stay here and accompany Auntie.” Yan Zhile walked out after speaking. Before she even got out, Yan Zhihuan and Zhang Suqiu walked toward her.
“I was wondering why you didn’t answer my call. So you arrived early.” Zhang Suqiu had specially dressed up today and looked a little arrogant.
Yan Zhihuan, beside her, was wearing a very bright red dress. She clearly looked like she wanted to compete with the bride.
Song Fengwan frowned. Why are they here?
Moreover, their outfits today are too ostentatious and distracting.
Isn’t Yan Zhihuan pregnant? Why is she still wearing heavy makeup? She’s even wearing such tall high heels. She’s so careless.
“Auntie, I came to congratulate you on your happy marriage.” Yan Zhihuan glanced at Song Fengwan from the corner of her eye and sized up her pink gown. She felt inexplicably disgusted. “I wish you and Uncle a blissful marriage and a joyful life.”
She was truly unsophisticated.
It would have been fine if she was sincerely congratulating her, but she looked as though she was here to show off.
“Thank you.” Qiao Aiyun smiled faintly.
The guest list had been drawn up long ago, but the family and friends had been informed relatively late. Zhang Suqiu’s family was naturally not among the invited. But the Xiao family had been informed long ago, and the invitation had already been sent, so it wasn’t good to take it back. They had most likely come with the Xiao family.
“Uncle really dotes on Auntie. He prepared so much jewelry.” Yan Zhihuan glanced at the table. Other than simple makeup products, everything was jewelry.
The Yan family specialized in jewelry, so Yan Wangchuan wasn’t stingy in this aspect. Today was his big wedding day, so he naturally took out all kinds of good things.
Among them was an emerald gemstone piece. The emerald was warm and translucent and had a ring of small diamonds inlaid around it. One look and people could tell that it was definitely an extraordinary item.
It was impossible for the Yan family to take out fake items on such a day.
When Song Fengwan saw Yan Zhihuan’s slightly greedy gaze, she raised her hand and closed the jewelry boxes in front of her. She hadn’t forgotten that Yan Zhihuan had once secretly gone through her room.
She was really disgusted by this kind of behavior of going through people’s things secretly. She was utterly ill-bred.
Qiao Aiyun didn’t say anything. Seeing that they didn’t care about her, Yan Zhihuan felt bored.
Zhang Suqiu took out an invitation card from her bag and placed it on the table. “Huanhuan and Jingan are getting married at the end of the month. If you’re free, you’re welcome to come.”
Qiao Aiyun looked down at the invitation card. “Okay, I’ll go over if I’m free.”
Although the news of Yan Zhihuan’s pregnancy wasn’t disclosed, many people knew about it. She was in such a hurry to get married because she wanted to settle the matter before her stomach got big.
“Mom, Huanhuan, let’s go.” Since the two of them came in, Yan Zhile had been trembling, afraid that they would cause trouble.
Yan Zhile wasn’t stupid. Seeing the Yan family’s behavior, although they didn’t say that Qiao Aiyun was pregnant, she could guess a thing or two.
“Heh, when your sister got engaged, she didn’t even see you go over to help. But now, you’re so attentive.” Zhang Suqiu glared at Yan Zhile. “You’re quite good at sucking up to others.”
It wasn’t that Yan Zhile didn’t want to help, but Yan Zhihuan didn’t like her and was very fussy. She didn’t want to be bullied either.
After sending the mother and daughter away, Song Fengwan heaved a sigh of relief.
She was afraid that this pair of lunatics would do something crazy again.
Soon, Yan Shaochen came over to rush them. He said that his relatives were almost all here, and they could go downstairs.
***
The wedding was very simple and lively. Fu Chen had no acquaintances in Nanjiang, so Yan Wangchuan arranged for him to sit beside the Qiao family. Many people felt that it was inappropriate. The people sitting at this table were all close relatives. Why did he arrange Fu Chen there?
Some people even said that they didn’t expect Yan Wangchuan to curry favor with the Fu family and arrange for him to be seated at the main table.
Fu Chen was sitting calmly, very satisfied with the seat Yan Wangchuan had arranged. After all, they would be family in the future.
After the wedding ceremony, Qiao Aiyun accompanied Yan Wangchuan to the tables to toast the guests. She couldn’t drink, so Yan Wangchuan was forced to drink a lot by some relatives. Song Fengwan helped take care of the children the relatives brought.
For some reason, Song Fengwan was quite popular with children. The moment Fu Chen arrived at the hotel lobby, he saw her being pestered by a child.
She had specially dressed up today and was wearing a pink gown. Her skin was fair, her waist was slender, and her long hair hung down her shoulders. Her beautiful collarbone and shoulder lines easily attracted everyone’s attention.
Seeing Fu Chen come over, Song Fengwan sent the child to pick him up.
A certain someone was wearing simple and low-key clothes today, but he was quite captivating. When he appeared, he attracted a lot of attention.
“You’re here.” Song Fengwan smiled.
Fu Chen reached out to pull off the jacket on Shi Fang’s arm and handed it to her.
“Huh?” Song Fengwan raised her eyebrows.
“You’re cold,” Fu Chen said firmly.
Song Fengwan chuckled. “Okay, I’m cold.”
Under his gaze, Song Fengwan put on his jacket. The jacket was long, and only a part of her tender calves was revealed. Fu Chen frowned, feeling increasingly dissatisfied.
Who designed the dress to be so short?
Standing not far away, Qian Jiang was silent.
Actually, there was something he hadn’t reported to Fu Chen. Song Fengwan had been running around in denim shorts all summer.
…
During the latter half of the wedding, everyone was eating, drinking, and toasting. The children couldn’t sit still and ran around. Song Fengwan had to watch over the children, so she could only run out with them. There was a fountain in front of the hotel, and the children were running around it crazily.
Song Fengwan was so annoyed that she couldn’t do anything.
If Mom gives birth to such a little demon in the future, I will have a terrible headache.
Afraid that the children would fall, Song Fengwan chased after them. There was a lot of water splashed on her body. When she sat on a stone bench at the side to rest, someone patted her shoulder.
Song Fengwan looked up and saw Fu Chen standing behind her. The night was as cold as the water. The colorful lights reflected off the fountain water and made his eyes glow with gorgeous lights.
It was even more dazzling than the starlight in the night sky.
“Why are you out?” Song Fengwan smiled at him, her eyes curved.
Fu Chen’s gaze landed on her wet hair. His thin lips lifted slightly, and his Adam’s apple moved slightly. “I want to kiss you?”
“Huh?” Song Fengwan was stunned. This was the hotel entrance, and people were coming and going.
Water droplets rolled down Song Fengwan’s face, down her slender neck…
Fu Chen’s eyes were dark. As soon as he finished speaking, he bent over impatiently.
He bent down and gently pecked her on the lips.
Her breath was slightly hot.
Under the cool summer night breeze, it was so sweet.
Shi Fang, standing not far away, covered his face.
Third Master, you’re acting so unrestrained now.
But Fu Chen didn’t continue being rash. He kissed her and straightened his body. “The wedding is almost over. Bring the children back.”
“Okay.” Song Fengwan’s face was red, and her breathing was disorderly.
***
At this moment, many guests left one after another. There were a few tables occupied by Yan Wangchuan’s friends. Everyone had drunk too much, and they even dragged Yan Wangchuan over to toast him.
Because Qiao Aiyun couldn’t drink, Qiao Wangbei and Qiao Xiyan helped her block the alcohol. At this moment, they were also sitting together with Yan Wangchuan and were held back by this group of people.
It was impossible for Yan Wangchuan to consummate their marriage tonight. To him, it was a double blessing. If someone persuaded him to drink, he would drink.
Old Madam Yan was very happy today, so she didn’t stop him while busy sending the relatives and friends off.
After Song Fengwan returned, she was also dragged over to send the guests out.
Qiao Aiyun returned to the lounge accompanied by Yan Zhile. She had been busy toasting and hadn’t eaten much, so Yan Zhile went to the back kitchen to make a bowl of noodles for her.
Before Qiao Aiyun reached the lounge, she saw Yan Zhihuan coming out of it.
Around five minutes later…
Suddenly, a woman’s scream rang out. Song Fengwan was at the door, sending the guests off. When she heard the scream, her heart trembled in fright, and she hurriedly ran to the lounge.