Chapter 183 - Senior Brother Yan’s Awakening? The Earnest Little Monk

December 31st. After many days of gray haze, it was a rare sunny day in Yuncheng.

Qiao Aiyun stood at the door and watched as Fu Chen’s car left before she reluctantly turned around and entered the house. The winter gaze landed on her, but she didn’t feel warm. The cold wind blew, making her shiver. She was about to enter the house when someone stopped her…

“Aiyun.” Yan Wangchuan stood three steps away from her with a cold face, not knowing what he should do.

Qiao Wangbei entered the house consciously.

“What’s wrong?” Tomorrow was the New Year’s Day holiday, and today was her last working day. She had made an appointment with Song Jingren to settle the assets.

She still had to transfer the ownership of a few houses and would probably be busy for the entire day.

Yan Wangchuan hesitated for a second before walking to the side of his car, opening the front passenger door, and carrying a bouquet of roses out from within.

Qiao Aiyun’s face flushed terribly in an instant.

She was not a young lady anymore. She had also gotten divorced now and was no longer young. For her to suddenly be wooed at this age made her feel a little strange.

Standing by the window, Qiao Wangbei saw Yan Wangchuan holding a bouquet of roses. He lowered his head and fiddled with his carving knife. He finally understands.

If he gave her anything strange again, I would have really wanted to throw a flying knife at him…

… and kill him.

He would have deserved to die alone.

Actually, Yan Wangchuan didn’t think much of Fu Chen. He felt that he was scheming and sly. But when Fu Chen had given her a bouquet of white camellias that day, Qiao Aiyun kept holding it. From the looks of it, it was obvious that she liked it.

He carried the roses and passed them to her. “For you.”

Qiao Aiyun stood rooted to the ground, feeling a little embarrassed.

The person in front of her was bearing a stiff face. If he hadn’t been carrying flowers in his arms, she would have thought that he was here to collect a debt.

“Thank you.” After a few seconds, Qiao Aiyun still reached out to take the flowers.

“This.” Yan Wangchuan took out a velvet box from his pocket. The words Yan Jewelries were printed on it.

“I really can’t accept this.” Yan Jewelries only made high-end custom-made items. The cheapest items his family produced cost tens of thousands.

“You don’t like it?” Yan Wangchuan frowned. Indeed, that guy Fu Chen’s words can’t be trusted.

He had thought for a long time before calling Fu Chen to ask him how he could make her happy. After all, Fu Chen had indeed made her happy the day they had eaten hotpot.

Fu Chen had said that no woman didn’t like flowers and jewelry.

Did this brat really deceive me?

This was the first time Yan Wangchuan gave her a gift, but he was rejected. At this moment, his emotions were complicated, and his face was cold and murderous.

He stood there, gripping the box, his whole body giving off a horrifying chill.

“It’s not that I don’t like it. It’s too expensive. I’ll take the flowers.”

“It’s not expensive,” Yan Wangchuan corrected.

“I really can’t accept this.” She had already been troubling him these past few days, so how could Qiao Aiyun have the cheek to accept his things?

“I designed it myself. I wanted to give it to you in the first place. It costs around two thousand yuan.” He was very stubborn and had an unyielding character. He would definitely not take back things once he took them out.

The two stood at the door for more than two minutes. Qiao Aiyun had no choice but to take it. “Thank you. I’ll treat you to a meal another day.”

“I’m free today,” Yan Wangchuan said solemnly and seriously.

Qiao Aiyun was stunned. “Then shall we have dinner together today?”

“Okay.” Yan Wangchuan suddenly felt that his life was complete.

Qiao Aiyun took a deep breath and walked into the house with the flowers.

She would be leaving the house later. She put the roses in the living room, took the jewelry upstairs, and changed her clothes as well.

Qiao Wangbei saw Yan Wangchuan scoop up the roses with his big hand and throw away the white camellias placed on the coffee table in the living room. Then he put his own roses in the vase.

His eyebrow raised. He is truly outwardly cold but inwardly passionate, as well as awkward.

After Qiao Aiyun went upstairs, she opened the jewelry box. There was a bracelet studded with gems. This couldn’t have been bought without two to three hundred thousand. Two thousand? Was he joking with me?

She took some documents and got ready to leave the house and settle those matters. Qiao Wangbei hurriedly opened his mouth. “Senior Brother, Aiyun is going out to handle some business and will need to meet Song Jingren too. You don’t have anything to do today, right? Accompany her then. She’ll probably be very busy.”

Qiao Aiyun was about to decline, but Yan Wangchuan had already grabbed his car key. “Let’s go.”

…

After getting into the car…

Qiao Aiyun asked about the price of the bracelet. “… Senior Brother, that bracelet is truly too expensive. It’s definitely not worth just two thousand yuan.”

“It was this price twenty-two years ago.”

Qiao Aiyun was taken aback. Is this the gift he wanted to give me over twenty years ago?

Just now, he mentioned that he had designed it himself. The style of the bracelet she received was complex and designed especially festive and likable. He had probably planned to give it to her when the two of them had gotten engaged back then.

Her heart ached a little, but it also felt warm.

It felt good to have someone constantly think about her.

She tilted her head and looked out of the window. “I really didn’t expect you to give me these…”

Today’s gift-giving style was totally not his style.

“You don’t like them?”

“Not really. I just don’t think it’s your style.”

“I want to make you happy. My style can change.”

Qiao Aiyun’s eyes grew hot and almost welled up with tears. Am I really worthy of having a man treat me so well?

Yan Wangchuan took a look at her out of the corner of his eye. Upon seeing that she kept looking out of the window and seemed unwilling to talk to him, he frowned slightly. Did I say something wrong?

…

Qiao Aiyun and Song Jingren had arranged to meet in front of the Yuncheng administrative building. This was a comprehensive office area, and the various government departments had set up offices here, making it very convenient for people.

Song Jingren bought a BMW at the last minute. Because he was going to meet Qiao Aiyun, he even deliberately fixed himself up.

He had a terrible headache due to the company’s matters these days. He could barely eat and had gone around begging for help. Those small businesses that he had looked down on in the past were all refusing to see him while the bank frequently came to him recently to press him for payment. If he didn’t pay his debts back in time, the company would probably go bankrupt…

Over the past few days, he had seen the connections of the Qiao family. He even had thoughts of begging Qiao Aiyun.

Thus, he deliberately fixed himself up. But even though he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, he no longer looked well and energetic like in the past. The disheartened aura he exuded from his bones made him feel depressed and dejected.

After Qiao Aiyun got out of the car, Yan Wangchuan insisted on accompanying her. She had no choice but to let him follow her.

Song Jingren was initially overjoyed to see Qiao Aiyun. But when he saw the person behind her, his face instantly collapsed.

He paled in comparison.

However, he and Qiao Aiyun had already divorced. Even though he felt uncomfortable, he could not voice it out loud. But he was so angry that his body was trembling.

Yan Wangchuan shot him a look.

A suit, a BMW, and even a million-yuan watch?

Was the blow not enough? Seems like I have to work harder.

Who knew that Song Jingren had only gotten some things to make himself look presentable on the outside?

With Yan Wangchuan following them, Song Jingren couldn’t speak two words to Qiao Aiyun even if he wanted to. He endured it for a long time before opening his mouth. “Erm… How’s Wanwan?”

Qiao Aiyun shot Song Jingren a look as though she was looking at someone with brain damage. What does my daughter have to do with you?

She ignored him completely, took the number card, and lined up to get down to business.

Upon seeing him crestfallen, Yan Wangchuan was overjoyed, but his expression was solemn.

***

Song Fengwan arrived at the airport and called Qiao Aiyun before boarding the plane. When she got on the plane, she asked the air stewardess for a blanket and put on an eye mask before getting ready to sleep.

The last time she had gone overseas was when she was 10 years old. She was supposed to go out to have fun, but actually, she had followed Song Jingren for a business trip. In the end, they had stayed in the hotel the whole time. So she was naturally excited to be able to go out this time. She had slept late last night, so she felt sleepy when she got onto the plane.

Fu Chen tilted his head to look at her. She actually fell asleep just like that?

Soon, he heard the sound of even breathing beside him. He was still holding a copy of the Heart Cleansing Incantation, but his heart couldn’t calm down.

He rubbed his fingers gently on the Buddhist scripture’s title page and moved half an inch closer to Song Fengwan. His fingers rubbed against her gently…

She seemed to be oblivious. Fu Chen hooked her pinky and grabbed her whole hand in his. It was warm and soft, feeling very nice.

They were not sitting in first class. The two of them and Shi Fang were sitting in a row. Shi Fang was currently wearing earphones. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fu Chen secretly touching her hand and couldn’t help but click his tongue. They’ve only left the house for a short while, yet he couldn’t help already getting touchy?

“Mhm—” Perhaps because her hand was uncomfortable from being held, Song Fengwan let out a gentle moan and adjusted her posture. Her head, which had been leaning against the window, tilted toward Fu Chen.

Fu Chen reached out, and his long arm looped around her neck and pulled her onto his shoulder…

Song Fengwan’s head was on his shoulder bone, so she moved slightly. Her arm shifted and moved horizontally onto Fu Chen’s chest.

His body stiffened, then he pursed his lips and smiled.

When Fu Chen lowered his eyes, he could clearly see her soft pink lips glowing with an attractive luster.

His throat rolled.

He lowered his head and gave her a peck on the lips.

He sat up straight and saw Shi Fang staring at him.

He shot a cold look at him, and Shi Fang sat properly in discomfort.

Damn, does that look mean he wants to silence me?

***

When the plane arrived at the airport, they still needed to take a car to reach the town where the ski resort was.

The ski resort was at an altitude of more than 2,000 meters above sea level, and people had to rely on a mountain cable car or climb up the mountain via a hiking trail to enter.

It was a well-known skiing spot, but it was empty and secluded.

Song Fengwan leaned on the cable car and looked down. The snow-capped mountains and the blue sky made her feel relaxed and comfortable.

“Linbai and Huai Sheng are already staying at the hotel. They’re in the dining room. Let’s eat first before we rest. There’s also a hot spring here. If you like, you can go take a bath at night.”

Fu Chen lowered his head to check Duan Linbai’s message.

Fu Chen had blocked his WeChat number. When he opened it, he discovered that he had actually sent him over 99 messages.

After removing the emojis, the rest of the words were basically cursing him.

[Fu San, you’re a f*cking bastard. Where did you get this little monk? I’m about to be killed by him.]

[I really will kill someone. I wonder if this little monk’s meat smells nice?]

…

[Don’t f*cking pretend to be dead. Come out! Come out for me!]

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows. Duan Linbai had cursed at him 17 times before sending more than 100 emojis. Does he think that I don’t look at my phone at all?

***

Fu Chen and the others got off the cable car and walked 100 meters before reaching the hotel. The hotel had a total of two floors. It didn’t look big, and it gave off a homestay atmosphere. It was a light luxurious style, low-key, and elegant.

Song Fengwan huddled into her scarf as the cold wind blew, making her shiver.

When the three of them reached the hotel and pushed the door open, Song Fengwan saw a shiny head.

“Big Sister—” Huai Sheng was drinking bubble tea when he caught sight of Song Fengwan. He jumped down and ran over to hug her leg.

“When did you arrive?”

“That uncle brought me here last night.” He pointed at Duan Linbai, who was leaning against the fireplace to warm himself.

He was wrapped in a blanket, and his dark eye circles were very severe.

“Big Brother Duan.” Song Fengwan greeted him with a smile. “You didn’t sleep well last night?”

Duan Linbai smiled bitterly. This little monk got up at five to chant scriptures. How the hell could I sleep?

“I woke up too early today.” Duan Linbai had quite a temper when he woke up, and he was still in a bad mood.

Fu Chen walked over and kicked him. Is this how you talk to her?

Duan Linbai immediately straightened his body. I can’t live like this anymore.

“Actually, after we took a shower, Uncle Duan kept staying awake. He kept lying on his bed and playing with his phone, refusing to listen to my advice.” Huai Sheng looked like he was lecturing the child.

Duan Linbai was a night owl, so it was normal for him to stay up late.

“He was watching young big sisters on his phone and even sending gifts.”

Female streamers? Song Fengwan looked at Duan Linbai with a strange expression.

“Little monk, don’t spout nonsense. It’s all my company’s team. I was just taking a look.” Duan Linbai also had to work normally, so how could he have the time to watch female streamers?

However, the company had set up a live-streaming platform, and he was only inspecting their work. He also watched many male streamers, so why did the monk only remember the few female ones?

Since he had entered the livestream and was their little boss, he had to give them a gift as a token.

“Those big sisters kept giving him kisses. Ahh… He’s so frivolous…” Huai Sheng was a serious person.

In his heart, Duan Linbai was already an indecent person.

Duan Linbai vomited blood. Who will give me a knife? I’m going to kill this monk.