Chapter Fifty-Seven: "You can only ever belong to Fu Linzheng..."

Chapter 57

The little girl was drunk and her head was spinning, but she still understood what he meant. Her cheeks, flushed from the alcohol, became even pinker.

"But if you drink too much water, you'll feel even more..."

This person is awful; they did it on purpose...

The man stood face to face with her, his nearly twice her size locking her firmly between the bar and his chest, his long, slender fingers disappearing into her taro-colored sweater.

Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng smiled, leaned down and bit her rosy earlobe, coaxing her in a low, hoarse voice, "Isn't that what you like?"

He described her appearance back then with a roguish grin, like a crème brûlée being placed in an oven. Rong Weiyue listened, her mind replaying the memory, her heart pounding. She couldn't help but blush and scold him, "Fu Linzheng..."

He asked directly, "Want it?"

She bit her lip, her words contradicting her true feelings, "No..."

Fu Linzheng's wedding ring was soaked through the blanket. He pressed it, his dark eyes burning, "Baby, is this how you want to leave?"

He kissed her more fiercely, forcing her to tell the truth, "Don't you want it?"

Rong Weiyue's back hunched like a shrimp's as she tugged at his sleeve, her little cat paws scratching him involuntarily, her ears turning bright red: "I want to whimper..."

Then Fu Linzheng placed his arm across the back of her knees, picked her up, and carried her into the bedroom.

Rong Weiyue sank into the soft embrace, and Fu Linzheng leaned in, "Baby, tell me more clearly, what do you want?"

"I want...I want a husband..."

He pinched her waist, seeking her affection, and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, tell me you love your husband the most."

She said softly, "I love my husband the most..."

His dark eyes burned with intensity, his tone exceptionally domineering: "Who is my husband?"

"Yes, it's Fu Linzheng..."

He lowered his head and kissed her, saying forcefully, "You can only ever be Fu Linzheng, understand?"

In this lifetime, she can only belong to him.

She hugged his neck: "Okay..."

He smiled and said, "Good boy/girl."

Fu Linzheng got up and carried her to the bathroom. After a while, he came back, picked up the bottle he had just bought at the convenience store, and stared at her intently: "How about trying this?"

Although she already has enough, this will make her happier.

Her ears burned red. "I'm scared..."

He said in a hoarse voice, "Try it first, I think you'll like it."

Fu Linzheng couldn't possibly let her do as she pleased, and tears streamed down his face.

The alcohol continued to ferment in her brain, and the man folded her knees against his strong, muscular chest.

A thunderstorm started outside the window.

The torrential rain crashed against the French windows.

She felt like a tiny fish being pulled out of the water, her breath thin and shallow. The man's heavy breathing mingled with hers, beads of sweat dripping from his chin. He gripped her wrist, lowered his head, and kissed her passionately: "Baby, I really love you so much."

After a while, Fu Linzheng looked at where she was lying, a roguish smile playing on his lips: "Looks like that was pretty effective. How is it so powerful?"

She blushed, and he nibbled on her ear, "What can we do? It's no use padding. It'll just seep through. We'll just say you're going to be dehydrated and exhausted tonight."

Rong Weiyue didn't know why she was like this. Fu Linzheng dripped another drop, "Want to do it again?"

In her drunken state, she longed to dance, casting aside her shyness, "I want to..."

He came crashing down on her, pulling her into the abyss once more.

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The city of Beijing is shrouded in mist. After the spring rain, the trees, nourished by the rain, sprout new buds and bloom tenderly.

When Rong Weiyue woke up the next day, she was wearing only a dusty pink silk satin slip dress, which resembled a pink lychee rose blooming in spring.

It was battered by wind and rain all night and now looks droopy.

She was the only one left in the room. She struggled to get up, washed up, and walked out of the guest room. There she saw Hu Hu squatting at the door of their bedroom, scooping up a sparrow in his mouth and kicking his little feet, waiting for her to wake up as usual.

Now, whenever Rong Weiyue wakes up in the morning, Huhu will often lie at the door waiting for her to wake up. At night, it often wants to sleep in the room with them, wanting to snuggle up with its parents, but Fu Lin has not agreed.

"This little devil is already clinging to you during the day, and now he wants to disturb our time together at night?"

The man said nonchalantly, "When we're doing serious business, it'll just watch from the sidelines. If you start crying and whining, it'll think I'm bullying you and it'll pounce on us."

"..." She was so embarrassed she wanted to hit the person.

At that moment, she smiled, knelt down, and called out, "Baby—"

Hearing the sound, Huhu turned its head and saw her. It seemed to be stunned for a moment, then its black grape-like eyes lit up. It immediately picked up the little sparrow and fluttered over, snuggling into her arms, its fluffy tail swaying.

It probably can't understand why its mother isn't in the bedroom.

Because Fu Linzheng made it impossible for me to sleep in bed last night.

She rubbed her sleepy face, drank a glass of water, and walked towards the study. She saw that the door was open and Fu Linzheng was in a meeting inside, dealing with matters related to the group early in the morning.

Now that he is taking over more and more of Mingheng's affairs, Fu Sisheng intends for him to completely take over the group within the next two years.

Hearing this, the man looked up and saw her. The seriousness and coldness in his eyes were softened by tenderness. She was holding Hu Hu and made a shushing gesture to him, afraid that things would turn out like last time.

Just as she was about to run away, Fu Linzheng's eyes lit up with a casual interest. He put his index and middle fingers together and beckoned to her, signaling her to come in.

Rong Weiyue's eyebrows curved slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she put Huhu down and quietly walked in. She was pulled into his arms by someone, and Fu Linzheng's broad body trapped the kitten between him and the desk.

Without taking off his headphones, he grabbed her chin and kissed her directly.

She paused, then tried her best to suppress a sob.

Afraid that he would cause trouble again, she pushed him away after a while, her cheeks flushed red, and said shyly in a breathy voice, "Stop messing around, you're in a meeting."

Fu Linzheng's voice was deep as he kissed her cheek and said with a smile, "Baby, I want you again."

? ? !

She immediately covered his mouth in embarrassment, her face turning bright red. Fu Linzheng chuckled softly at her timid appearance, his voice deep and resonant:

"How could you be so stupid? I turned off my mic."

She nearly had a heart attack from fright, then playfully punched him, bit his Adam's apple, and scolded him, "Pay attention to yourself..."

She wanted to leave, but Fu Linzheng wouldn't let her go. He was focused on the meeting, so Rong Weiyue leaned against him and read a book.

Five minutes later, after finishing everything, Fu Linzheng said calmly, "That's enough for today. You can go back and revise the rest of the contracts."

"Mr. Fu, will you send it to me later after the revisions are complete?"

Fu Linzheng looked at the little girl in his arms and said in a leisurely tone, "It's okay, just send me the full version tonight. Now I need to make breakfast for my wife."

The leaders and employees on the other end of the phone: "!!!!"

[Ahhh?! Is Mr. Fu cooking for his wife?! This husbandly gesture is amazing!!]

[These words are brimming with the smug satisfaction of a married man. Cooking for his wife is something to be proud of; it's clear that Mr. Fu is head over heels for his wife.]

So Mrs. Fu is there again? Ahhh, I really want to know what she looks like, I'm so curious!

[Curious to the extreme!!!]

Suppressing their curiosity, everyone ended the meeting. Fu Linzheng pulled off his headphones, and Rong Weiyue looked at him, her cheeks flushed, and whispered, "Why did you mention me..."

"What are you hiding?" he said casually, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Anyway, everyone in the company knows I have a wife."

Her voice was heard during that meeting, and the news of Fu Linzheng's marriage spread like wildfire. Within a few days, everyone in the company knew about it. No one expected that Fu Linzheng would actually get married. Some senior leaders had originally wanted to introduce their daughters to Fu Linzheng in an attempt to climb the social ladder through the Fu family, but now all hope was lost.

Some people still couldn't believe it. Some went to ask the old chairman, Fu Sisheng, who confirmed with a smile that the little girl was exceptionally good and he was clearly very satisfied. He said that he would talk about the rest when the two children wanted to go public. Everyone's curiosity grew even stronger, but they could only speculate in secret.

Rong Weiyue nestled shyly in his arms. Fu Linzheng rubbed her face and asked in a low voice, "Were you tired last night? I thought you were going to sleep until noon."

"I couldn't fall back asleep after being woken up by a work call this morning," she muttered with a smile. "So tired, I hate you."

The man lowered his voice: "Baby, don't you have any conscience? You were so intimate last night, didn't you like me?"

Last night she drank alcohol, and combined with that liquid and the fact that they had been apart for several days, she was in exceptionally good condition, like an upside-down wine bottle where the wine gushed out as soon as the cork was removed.

Seeing her like this, what man wouldn't feel a sense of accomplishment? Fu Linzheng wished he could give her even more, making them more and more compatible.

Rong Weiyue looked at this terrifying machine of a man. She never expected that she would run into such a man with such outstanding physical attributes, explosive power, and endurance. She sweetly and shyly tugged at his collar, "I hate it... but I also like it."

Fu Linzheng laughed and tried to kiss her again, but after a while, Rong Weiyue pushed him away with a flushed face: "Don't kiss me anymore."

His dark eyes were deep. "Why? We can't even kiss anymore?"

"After you kissed me, I wanted to... again..."

After getting married, this man's self-control became increasingly weak. He could get up even when kissing her, hugging her, or holding her hand. Once, she was eating ice cream and watching TV in the living room when Fu Linzheng suddenly carried her to the room. Afterwards, he said that when he saw her licking her lips, he felt that he liked her and wanted her very much.

She had listened to him and bought a whole wardrobe of lingerie, hoping to coax him into wearing it when he wasn't in the mood. But who knew he was always so interested? Every time she took the clothes out, all that was left were a few torn pieces of thin fabric, which was terrifying.

She even felt that her breathing was attracting him, and she usually didn't dare to take the initiative to provoke him.

Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng, mindful of her health and worried that she might not be able to handle it, kissed her cheek and said, "Are you hungry? Let's go have breakfast."

"Okay, hold me, I'm too tired to move."

He stood up and picked her up with one hand. Looking at her lazily hanging in his arms like a koala, he smiled and patted her head, "Why are you so delicate?"

"Of course I was tired after finishing yesterday..."

Fu Linzheng sarcastically remarked, "I did all the work the whole time. It's tiring to kneel for a while, it's tiring to stand up while holding onto the mirror, it's tiring to squeeze your legs around my waist. Are you ever not tired?"

"..."

She blushed and shut down her microphone. Oh well, she's just that kind of delicate person.

After dinner, the two of them were busy with their work at home during the day, and in the evening they would either take Hu Hu out or stay at home to watch movies, and they had another sweet weekend.

The following week, Rong Weiyue received an invitation from the "Frost and Snow Ballad" production team to attend an exchange party.

The gala was hosted by Chenghua Cultural Investment Fund, which has invested in many film and television projects and is one of the investors in "Shuangxueyin". At the year-end thank-you banquet, Chenghua invited many heads of film and television culture companies in the industry, and the scene was grand.

As the jewelry designer for "Frost and Snow Ballad", Rong Weiyue now has to participate in some activities with the crew, which is both her job and a way to increase her popularity.

Fu Linzheng was at the training ground that day and couldn't come to pick her up in person, but he sent Huaiyu to deliver the evening gown and jewelry to Qingyue Pavilion.

It was a deep red fishtail gown custom-made for her. The crisscrossing silks on the back subtly outlined her snow-white shoulder blades, and the cinched waist of the skirt accentuated her slender, willow-like curves, making her figure exquisite and breathtakingly beautiful.

She was made up, her teeth were pure white and red, her eyes were like waves, her features were bright and beautiful, her skin was so white that it seemed to glow, and her slightly curly black hair was full of charm. She wore a sapphire blue diamond moon necklace that Fu Linzheng had prepared for her around her swan-like neck.

It is said that the auction price was close to 60 million. It looks small and exquisite, but diamonds are among the rarest in the world, and people who do not know about diamonds may not be able to tell the difference.

When she came out of the office in the evening, the employees of Qingyue Pavilion were all amazed by her beauty and exclaimed that she was as beautiful as a star and that no man could stand still when he saw her.

Rong Weiyue felt a little embarrassed, thinking it was too exaggerated. On the way there, she texted Fu Linzheng, who replied: "[The clothes aren't actually exaggerated, it's just that my darling is so beautiful that she looks like she's dressed to the nines in anything.]"

Her red lips curved into a smile.

This person's tongue is getting sweeter and sweeter...

Fu Linzheng said he was still in a meeting and would be a little late, and told her to eat something when she arrived so she wouldn't go hungry. She agreed, saying, "It's okay, just focus on your work and don't worry about me."

As night fell, the car stopped in front of a five-star hotel in downtown Beijing. Rong Weiyue got out of the car and walked into the lobby in her high heels.

Upon entering the banquet hall, she was greeted by dazzling crystal chandeliers, melodious string music, and a vibrant atmosphere filled with elegantly dressed people and clinking glasses. Her appearance immediately drew attention, with many assuming she was a rising star.

Many people couldn't help but pay attention to her.

When she met the director and producer of "Frost and Snow Ballad," they were amazed by her beauty. The director smiled and said, "Miss Rong, I've always wanted to ask you, if you're interested in acting, have you ever considered switching careers to enter the entertainment industry? With your looks, you'd have a bright future in the industry."

"That's right. Miss Rong is good at studying, has a high level of education, and also has a special skill. She is better than many new idols."

"Hey, to be honest, being a celebrity is way more lucrative than doing filigree inlay. I know a lot of great entertainment companies, and with your looks, you're definitely got it!"

Rong Weiyue accepted the champagne brought by the waiter and said with a faint smile that it was too much of a compliment. "I'm not cut out to be an actress. I feel most at ease doing filigree in the workshop."

Moreover, if she really wanted to enter the entertainment industry, Fu Linzheng could promote her, but she was simply not interested in that.

After a few lighthearted chats, the producer, showing interest in helping her, took her to meet people from other film and television companies. When they heard that she was the jewelry designer for "Frost and Snow Ballad," and after seeing the actual products, they all praised her. Some people expressed interest in collaborating, while others, with ulterior motives, handed her their business cards and tried to strike up a conversation. Rong Weiyue responded appropriately to each of them, politely declining those she should and accepting those she should.

After a while, she went to the dessert section, grabbed some snacks to fill her stomach, and was just taking a bite when she suddenly heard a warm male voice behind her: "Yueyue?"

She turned around abruptly and saw a young man in a suit walking briskly towards her.

The man's name was Sheng Jiayu. When they were children, his family lived next door to hers. He was a year older than her. They often played together when they were young, and she would always follow him around calling him "Brother Jiayu". They had a good relationship.

After high school, Sheng Jiayu went abroad to study, earning both his undergraduate and master's degrees in the United States. Within a few years, he had already distinguished himself among his peers.

Sheng Jiayu walked over with a smile, his voice gentle: "Yueyue, it really is you, what a coincidence!"

“Brother Jiayu…” Rong Weiyue’s lips curved into a smile, a hint of surprise and familiarity appearing in her eyes.

The last time they met was during the Spring Festival last year. Rong Weiyue didn't expect to run into him here tonight. Sheng Jiayu's handsome face smiled as he explained, "Don't you know? I'm one of the partners of Chenghua Fund, but I'm usually in Shanghai. I only came back these past few days."

Rong Weiyue understood and explained why she came here. Sheng Jiayu was amazed when he heard this: "I heard from 'Frost and Snow Chant' that they invited a very talented filigree inlay intangible cultural heritage designer. I was thinking of recommending you to them. I didn't expect it to be you, Yueyue. You are really amazing now. You have even surpassed Uncle Rong. Hahaha."

Rong Weiyue blushed and smiled shyly at his praise, and said modestly, "My studio is just starting out and still needs to be polished slowly."

"Don't rush," Sheng Jiayu said with a smile, picking up a piece of dessert for her. "Tonight I'll introduce you to people from several film and television companies, and you'll naturally have more and more opportunities to collaborate in the future."

"Thank you, Brother Jiayu."

“Why are you being so polite with me?” Sheng Jiayu smiled. “When we were little, you used to cling to me all the time. Back then, you would drag me along to pick loquats every day.”

Sheng Jiayu recalled some interesting childhood memories, saying that they had lost contact after he went abroad. "Yueyue, do you remember? When we were little, you were the one who taught me to play the violin. Now I can only play the song you taught me, 'The Song Title,' and I can't play any others."

Rong Weiyue smiled faintly, "It's already quite impressive that you can still remember."

As Sheng Jiayu sipped his sparkling wine, he looked at Rong Weiyue's beautiful and radiant profile. Under the light, her fair and soft skin, with its downy hair, stirred something within him.

He couldn't help but say, "Yueyue, I'll be staying in Beijing for a few days. Let's have dinner together again sometime, okay?"

Rong Weiyue nodded without thinking much about it, "You can come to my house. My parents would probably like to see you too."

As they were chatting, a commotion came from the doorway. Everyone looked over and saw several men walk in.

The one leading them was Fu Linzheng.

The man wore a bespoke, expensive suit with a dark blue tie. The fabric was crisp and well-tailored. His height of nearly 1.9 meters made him stand out in the crowd. He had long, slender legs and an aura of arrogance and relaxation. The black mole on his eyelid gleamed coldly. As soon as he entered, he became the focus of attention that could not be ignored.

With Xia Sili by his side, the group walked in, and the guests rushed forward to exchange pleasantries.

As the organizer, Sheng Jiayu naturally had to greet them first. He smiled and said to Rong Weiyue, "I'll come find you later."

Rong Weiyue agreed, then turned to see Fu Linzheng's gaze shifting as if searching for someone, until it landed on her and stopped. His coldness in his dark eyes faded, replaced by tender intimacy.

She subtly curved her lips into a smile at him, remaining standing in place, too shy to approach and disturb him.

Now that they're married, when she sees him standing in the center of attention, she doesn't feel inferior because of the vast difference in their social status. Instead, a small sense of pride arises in her heart—this outstanding and dazzling man is her husband.

Fu Linzheng responded calmly to the greetings from those around him. After a while, Sheng Jiayu returned to Rong Weiyue and smiled, "I just went to say hello. By the way, Weiyue, I saw cherry cake over there. I remember you love cherries the most? I'll go get you some."

"It's okay, no need..."

"It's okay, I was just worried you'd go hungry, you don't eat much."

Sheng Jiayu went to the dessert area, and Rong Weiyue had no choice but to wait there. When she turned her head, she saw Fu Linzheng and Xia Sili walking over.

Xia Sili raised an eyebrow when he saw her: "Wei Yue, you look so beautiful today!! No female celebrity in the room looks as good as you! I didn't recognize you at first, my eyes were glued to you."

Rong Weiyue smiled. Fu Linzheng's heart had also pounded when he saw the young girl. He was amazed by her beauty. He glanced lazily at Xia Sili and said, "Why don't you take another look? This is my wife."

Xia Sili scoffed, "Fu Linzheng, what have you done to deserve such a beautiful wife! Wei Yue, what kind of taste do you have that you let him get away with this!"

Rong Weiyue smiled sweetly and met Fu Linzheng's gaze. The man raised his lips and said, "There's nothing I can do. My wife just likes me."

Xia Sili couldn't stand this guy's smugness: "I shouldn't have come tonight, I have to watch you two show off your love again!"

Laughing and joking, Fu Linzheng called a waiter to bring a hot drink, snatched the champagne from Rong Weiyue's hand, and said in a nonchalant voice, "Drink something hot, or you'll catch a cold again. I'll see how I deal with you then."

She blushed, said "Oh," and looked down, "What is this...?"

"It should be pear tea."

At this moment, Sheng Jiayu walked over with a cake, his voice gentle: "Yueyue, this is your favorite cherry cake, have a taste first."

Sheng Jiayu walked up to her and handed her a cake. When Fu Linzheng heard the affectionate "Yueyue" and "your favorite food," his brows furrowed instantly, and he lifted his eyelids, his dark eyes coldly falling on Sheng Jiayu.

Rong Weiyue was forced to take the plate. She noticed Fu Linzheng's gaze, her fingertips trembled, and she realized something. Her ears burned slightly.

It’s over…

Then, when Sheng Jiayu saw Xia Sili and Fu Linzheng in front of him, he was slightly taken aback. He had worked with Xia Sili before and the two were acquaintances, but he had only heard of Fu Linzheng's name and this was the first time they had met tonight.

Sheng Jiayu had just seen them chatting with Rong Weiyue from afar, but he didn't know what they were talking about. Suppressing his doubts, he smiled and greeted them again:

“Slicker, Mr. Fu—”

Fu Linzheng's thin lips remained unmoved as he looked at him, his dark eyes as deep as the sea. Xia Sili coughed lightly upon seeing this and, with a smile, smoothed things over by asking Sheng Jiayu, "You two know each other?"

Rong Weiyue felt a gaze that was about to ignite, and quickly explained in a gentle voice, "He was the older brother from my neighbor's house when I was a child."

Sheng Jiayu nodded and smiled, "Yes, we grew up together when we were little, and we just happened to run into each other tonight."

He looked down at Weiyue and asked softly, "Yueyue, you two know each other too?"

Her ears burned slightly. There were still many people around, and she dared not reveal her identity at this moment, fearing it would cause a huge uproar. So she could only explain softly:

"The work I collaborated on, 'Song of Frost and Snow,' was produced by Mingheng, so President Fu... is my superior."

Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng swirled the champagne in his hand, then his dark eyes fixed on the blushing girl. He let out a cold laugh, his voice languid yet dangerous:

"Leader, is that right?"

Okay, just wait and see.

So you call him a leader, but he calls others "brother"?

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Author's Note: Yueyue: Danger

Ahhh, Fu Linzheng is going to be incredibly jealous!!! [Starry eyes][Starry eyes]

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