Chapter 70: Professional Ethics

Song Yi's heart felt like it was being gripped by a hand, and the pain made his breathing stop.

But she did not make any sound of resistance, but slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Accept everything that happens next with resignation.

Perhaps she was numb, her soul almost left her body, and she was looking down at the entanglement from the perspective of a bystander.

Fu Xijing's actions were rough and merciless, and she kept her eyes closed, refusing any eye contact.

She would no longer expect Fu Xijing to have any pity or mercy on her. As he said, she was just a toy he bought.

It doesn't matter.

Fu Xijing should be a little harsher on her.

He was cruel enough so that she could stay in pain and stay awake, and avoid sinking further.

…

Song Yi didn't know how long it took.

After it was over, the carriage returned to silence. She closed her eyes and slumped in the seat, the man's rough breathing clearly audible in her ears.

Her calf was grabbed and moved a little, and she immediately felt a warm current.

Song Yi took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Today is dangerous.

This week is her fertile period.

Thinking of this, Song Yi finally opened his eyes.

She supported herself on the seat with both hands and sat up with great effort. When she raised her eyes, her gaze met Fu Xijing's.

Although they had just finished, there was no tenderness on Fu Xijing's face after the intimacy, but instead he spoke harshly.

The feeling of oppression is extremely strong.

Song Yi swallowed subconsciously and picked up the clothes next to him and put them on.

"Mr. Fu, I'll go up first." After roughly tidying up his appearance, Song Yi prepared to get off the car.

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Xijing grabbed her wrist.

Then, without any warning, his whole body fell forward and his head hit Fu Xijing's chest.

"The operation is over, the purpose has been achieved, and you don't even want to act anymore, right?" His hand touched her hair, and a strange voice came from above her head.

Song Yi got goosebumps all over his body and his heart was in his throat.

Fu Xijing said this...what did he know?

"Do you feel that there will be no need for me in the future, huh?" Fu Xijing asked.

"No." Song Yi answered him softly.

Fu Xijing: "Really?"

"You didn't contact me some time ago because your mother was busy with surgery. What about these past two days?" Fu Xijing lifted her head and approached: "What new excuse do you have?"

Song Yi was a little upset by his unreasonableness.

She looked at Fu Xijing with red and swollen eyes and asked, "What about you? Didn't you contact me either?"

"If you don't contact me, why should I bother contacting you?"

"Do I need to remind you of our relationship?" Fu Xijing raised his thin lips and said in a cold voice, "Have you ever seen a wealthy man trying to please his lover?"

Song Yi's heart twitched, his breathing stopped again, and his face felt hot as if he had been slapped.

right.

He is right.

Song Yi pinched his thigh calmly.

The pain hit her, and she looked at Fu Xijing with a cold gaze, pulling the corner of her mouth: "I want to please Mr. Fu, but I'm afraid that I'm disturbing Mr. Fu's private appointment, which is even more unprofessional."

Fu Xijing: "Private date? You are quite imaginative."

Song Yi chuckled lightly, his tone inevitably carrying a hint of sarcasm: "The photos and videos are everywhere. If Mr. Fu thinks I'm imagining it, I have nothing to say."

Maybe it was because she had exposed the truth, but Fu Xijing remained silent for several minutes.

Just when Song Yi thought the topic would end, Fu Xijing asked, "Have you seen the news?"

Song Yi: "Mr. Fu and Miss Zhao are of extraordinary status, it's hard not to see them."

Fu Xijing suddenly smiled and touched her face: "You're being sarcastic, are you jealous?"

"Being jealous is unethical." Song Yi turned away and didn't look at him. "Mr. Fu, please rest assured. I know my identity."

Fu Xijing laughed again, "You have a bad temper."

Song Yi took a breath and didn't say anything back.

She also knew that she had lost her composure.

She is usually very patient and has good control over her temper, but she failed this time.

In front of Fu Xijing, she always fails.

"Get off the car." After a moment of silence, Fu Xijing told her to leave.

Song Yi was overjoyed and nodded. He got out of the car in a hurry and limped towards the door of the building.

Fu Xijing sat in the back seat without moving, watching her walk into the building. He looked back at the seat and chuckled.

Fu Xijing took out a wet wipe to clean the back seat, then went to the driver's seat and drove away.

Recalling what Song Yi had just said, Fu Xijing turned the steering wheel and narrowed his eyes slightly.

——

He should have had a good sleep at night, but after Fu Xijing's tossing and turning, Song Yi was in a daze all night, and his eyes were still swollen when he woke up in the morning.

She applied ice for a while and it finally gave some relief.

Song Yi got up early and made breakfast. After having breakfast with Song Lansheng, he went to the Fu family's old house to teach Fu Xuqiao.

Sitting in the last row of the bus, Song Yi closed his eyes and began to think about whether to continue this part-time job.

This part-time job was originally introduced by Fu Xijing. Although the person who pays the salary is Fu Shanzhan, they are all family in the final analysis.

If you want to completely draw a line between yourself and Fu Xijing, you must quit this part-time job.

But she really needs money now, and it is not easy to find a part-time job with such good pay.

Song Yi began to waver, and after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with an answer.

Regardless of whether you want to continue in the future, you still have to attend this week's class.

After getting off the bus, Song Yi cheered up and walked towards the Fu family's old house halfway up the mountain.

When entering the yard, Song Yi met Fu Qingyun again.

Song Yi was quite afraid of him, so he bowed respectfully and greeted him, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Qingyun maintained his usual serious expression and nodded to her as a response.

After Song Yi finished his polite words, he left quickly. Fu Qingyun was too oppressive, and he felt uncomfortable staying in an open space with him.

…

The two classes in the morning went smoothly. Fu Shanzhan was also there today, and after class, he and Fu Xuqiao sent Song Yi out together.

When Song Yi asked for leave before, Fu Shanzhan learned from Fu Xiao that Song Yi's mother had undergone surgery, so he asked a few questions today to show his concern.

Fu Shanzhan was an easygoing person. He said to Song Yi, "If you need any help, just tell me."

Song Yi nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Fu."

Fu Shanzhan: "Just call me by my name, no need to be so polite."

Fu Shanzhan said this to Song Yi with a smile, and was about to send her out, but in a blink of an eye, he saw the woman who had been standing opposite him.

The smile on Fu Shanzhan's face froze instantly.

Song Yi also saw the person opposite her - the woman was not tall, petite, and had very white skin, the kind of white that was not normal.

He looks a little weak and sickly.

Song Yi had no memory of having seen her at the Fu family.

"Mom!" Before Song Yi had time to wonder about the woman's identity, Fu Xuqiao's words had already given her the answer.

Fu Xuqiao had already rushed to the woman and hugged her, "You finally came back to see me, I missed you so much..."