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"Ugh …"

Song Wanqing's eyes widened as her body stiffened. Fu Yating gently pulled her into his embrace.

A strong masculine scent wafted up from his body and surrounded her nose. His heart began to beat even faster.

She seemed to be returning to the night she had broken into his room, wandering uncontrollably in his arms, intoxicated by his scent.

Even if the night had been an accident, she had never regretted it.

She finally mustered the courage to let go of the obsession in her heart. At this moment, it was slowly combining again.

Fu Yating did not expect such a series of actions.

He had to admit that from the night he had made love to this woman, this woman was destined to walk into his life.

Before that, his identity was Song Qinglan's boyfriend, and he had met with Song Wanqing at the Song Family a few times. Before that night, Song Wanqing's presence was very low. At that time, the feeling Song Wanqing gave him was that she was very introverted and did not want to speak.

However, Song Wanqing's face was completely different from Song Qinglan's. The entire A City believed that Song Qinglan was one of the top three beauties in A City. However, Song Wanqing's facial features were actually prettier than Song Qinglan's. It was just that Song Wanqing was not good at dressing up, and she was not usually willing to talk, so most people didn't even know Song Wanqing.

However, Fu Ting was different. It was fated that he and the Song Clan would not be able to coexist peacefully. That was why he had already investigated the Song Family before he went with Song Qing Lan.

Of course, other than the fact that Song Wanqing was not Song Weiye's biological daughter.

If he knew about this, he wouldn't have provoked Song Wanqing.

This time, he wanted to apologize to Song Shuqing not only because of his attitude towards her, but also because of that night.

Until now, Song Wanqing didn't know that it was not an accident, but it was his arrangement.

That was right, he had planned everything from the beginning, all so that he could disrupt the Song Family's plans. His plan was successful, but it was also so successful that it almost led to a huge mistake.

Fortunately, Mo Chengfeng saved Song Wanqing from that clinic in time.

Otherwise, if Song Wanqing really lost her heart like this, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Because the matters of the Song Clan had yet to be resolved, Fu Yitian did not intend to tell all of it to Song Wanqing. He would tell Song Shuqing when it was all over. At that time, he still had to tell Song Shuqing something.

Song Xianqing didn't know what Fu Yating was thinking. She only felt that Fu Yating's actions were getting weirder and weirder.

However, she hated herself even more.

Why didn't she have any self-control?

Song Wanqing felt like she was about to lose her breath, and her face turned red because of this. Just when she felt that she couldn't hold on any longer, Fu Yating finally let her go.

Song Xianqing glared fiercely at Fu Zhaoting and pushed her away. She ran around Fu Zhaoting in embarrassment and annoyance. Fu Yanting stared at Song Wanqing's back, but he was not in a hurry to chase after her.

He hurriedly ran into the apartment and tightly shut the door. Song Wanqing gasped heavily and leaned against the door. She ran her hand over her lips. The temperature of Fu Zhaoting's lips seemed to rise.

Her heart pounded violently in her chest as if she wanted to jump out.

"Song Wanqing, oh Song Wanqing, don't you have any backbone?" Didn't he say that he would forget it? Don't forget that this man is going to be married to Song Qinglan soon. "Do you still want to be bullied to death by the Song Family because of this man?"

Song Wanqing tried her best to knock Fu Yating's figure out of her mind by hitting her head. However, the more it was like this, the more deeply Fu Yanting's handsome face appeared.

This bastard must have done it on purpose.

If he didn't come looking for her, maybe she could forget about him.

But now …

In contrast to Song Wanqing's vexation, Fu Yating was secretly delighted.

Fu Yating was a very principled person, especially when it came to relationships.

It probably had something to do with his background.

Fu Yating's parents had been separated because of a third party. This was also the reason why Fu Yating had once sworn that he would absolutely not do anything reckless with women.

So even if he wanted to make a move on the Song Family, he had never even kissed Song Qinglan before. As for Song Wanqing, he obviously wouldn't touch her that day. But that night he seemed possessed. He only lightly touched her skin, then her lips, then it became uncontrollable.

After that, Fu Yanting had also concluded that the reason was because of the rainy night. He had pondered over it for a long time. That was the first time he came to the Song Family. On the day he came out of the house, he saw a trembling figure at the door. The figure was soaked through. But she did not bow her head to the people in the room.

That moment, that figure fiercely crashed into his heart. A long time after that, he would always think of that girl. But he never thought the girl had any effect on him. By the time he realized the effect, he had touched her. At that time, she was still a daughter of the Song Family. And he would never allow himself to fall in love with the daughter of the Song Family.

As he thought of these past events, Fu Yating already had a plan in mind. Through him, he told Song Wanqing that she might reject him in her heart. Therefore, he had already chosen his candidate.

After Fu Yating had left, Song Xianqing was still leaning against the door, worried that Fu Yanke might catch up to her. However, after waiting for quite a while and seeing that there was no response from the outside, a strong sense of disappointment surged up.

"Idiot, only you would take it seriously. Don't you remember what he did to you? "

Song Wanqing laughed mockingly as she returned to her room and laid on her bed. As a result, regardless of whether she was asleep or not, the only thing she could think about that night was Fu Zating's figure in her dreams. From this moment onwards, she knew that this man might not be able to get out of her life that easily.

Early the next morning, Song Wanqing was woken up by a knock on the door. Song Wanqing opened the door with dark circles under her eyes. The person who had come was exactly the Aunt Wang that Housekeeper Wang had mentioned.

"Hello, Miss Song. I'm Aunt Wang. From today on, I'll take care of you."

"Hello, Aunt Wang. I've already heard from Steward Wang that it's been hard on you for this period of time. "

"Miss Song, don't say that. This is what I should do. Oh right, there's one more thing for me to do today, Miss Song. The old man really misses you, even though you didn't want to move back to your old house. Although the old man didn't force you, in his heart, he still misses you. Miss Song, if you have the time today, can you go back and visit the old gramps? "

When he mentioned the Old Master of the Fu family, Song Wanqing felt a wave of guilt.

Previously, she didn't want to see Fu Zhaoting, but now, she knew that even if she didn't want to, she still wouldn't be able to do anything as long as Fu Zhaoting came looking for her.

The old tutor's health had indeed not been very good this time. Whether it was to repay the old tutor or out of pure concern, she should also go see the old tutor.

Song Wanqing was actually a little worried that she would run into Fu Yanting. After all, that happened yesterday. But didn't he want to marry Song Qinglan? Moreover, he should be very busy since the Fu Family's shares were all in his hands.

Thinking of this, Song Wanqing felt relieved.

Song Wanqing followed Aunt Wang back to the Fu family's old residence. Looking at the familiar old residence, Song Wanqing felt a burst of emotion.

It was still the same house, but this time, everything felt different.

She had been full of longing when she first came here, but now she was much calmer.

As soon as he entered the mansion, Butler Wang came to welcome him.

"Miss Song, you've come at the right time. Master is just talking about you."

Song Wanqing followed Butler Wang to the living room. Normally, the old man would have already finished his breakfast. But today, the table was still covered with the same variety of breakfast that hadn't moved at all.

"Lordmaster, why are you tormenting yourself like this?" Breakfast is very important to the body. Since we're all at this point, what do we do if we get hungry? "

"Girl, you're still willing to come and see an old man like me. I even thought that you, a little girl with no conscience, had already forgotten about me."

The Old Man of the Fu family looked at Song Wanqing with an aggrieved expression.

Everyone was saying old and young, but what they said was absolutely correct. At this moment, Old Man Fu was like a big child.

Song Wanqing had noticed during the time she lived at the old house that the old man was usually very lonely. Although he was accompanied by a servant, he seemed to have no other relatives besides his grandson Fu Yating.

She had asked Steward Wang before and found out that the Old Master originally had a son and a daughter-in-law. However, his son and daughter-in-law had died a long time ago.

When he was young, Fu Ting was still very attached to Old Man Fu. However, after he gradually took over the affairs of the Fu clan, he became increasingly busy. Gradually, the old man became more and more lonely.

The old man was very happy when Song Wanqing arrived. Thus, Steward Wang also hoped that Song Wanqing would accompany the old man more. However, Song Wanqing was no longer the grandson of the Fu Family. Even though Housekeeper Wang hoped so, he knew there were some things he could not force her to do.

Song Wanqing sat beside the old man and said gently, "Alright, the old man is my bad this time. I promise that I will come and accompany you as long as I have the time in the future, okay? Now, can you eat your breakfast obediently? "

"That won't do. How long has it been since you separated from me? You don't recognize me, but there's no problem calling me grandpa, right? I like hearing you call her that. "

Song Wanqing could only nod in agreement.

"Grandfather, then I'll accompany you for breakfast."

"Alright."

After the two of them finished their breakfast, Song Wanqing asked about the old man's condition. Knowing that the old man had entered the hospital last time because of his high blood pressure, he reminded the old man to control his emotions.

"Girl, it's not that I don't control my emotions. It's really because of the matter between you and Yan Ting that I'm worried about you. "

"I have nothing to do with him. We are separated. " As she said so, Song Wanqing recalled the scene from last night. She could not help but blush.

"Little girl, I was the one who brought up Yan Ting." I won't say I know what the kid is thinking, but I know one thing. That kid has feelings for you. I'm sure he likes you. "