Zhao Xiaoning felt a lump in her throat. Fu Cheng's attitude towards her was much worse than she thought!
Why does it seem like Fu Cheng doesn't like her? Even a little disgusted?
But Zhao Xiaoning thought that she had not offended him in any way, and she had a good reputation outside. In the eyes of the elders, she was a hardworking, obedient and sensible good girl.
Although she is not as pretty and eye-catching as Song Shengsheng, she is also good-looking.
There is no reason for Fu Cheng to hate her.
Zhao Xiaoning thought again and realized that Fu Cheng was cold-hearted by nature, and as a rich kid from the capital, he was somewhat arrogant.
He just didn't understand her now.
I haven't had much contact with her.
She didn't believe that after her rebirth, she still couldn't take down Fu Cheng.
As for Fucheng, Zhao Xiaoning is determined to win.
No one doesn't like the feeling of power, and she will not let go of this man who will stand at the pinnacle of power in the future.
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After Fu Cheng returned home, he started the coal stove.
Wash the ribs, add some red dates and yam to make soup.
When Fu Cheng was studying in Russia, he cooked for himself. It was during that time that he honed his cooking skills.
Song Shengsheng was awakened by the delicious smell from the kitchen.
The rich aroma of meat immediately aroused her greed.
Song Shengsheng changed her clothes and followed the smell into the kitchen. She was a little surprised to see Fu Cheng at home.
Fu Cheng explained, "Today is a day off."
Song Shengsheng nodded, said "oh", and then turned his eyes to the stove, "What did you cook?"
Fu Cheng saw her drooling and couldn't help but smile, "Pork ribs."
He walked over, held her hand, and led her out. "You're not well yet. I bought you some meat buns when I came back. They're still warm. Eat them first to fill your stomach."
Song Shengsheng said "oh" and she was still hungry after eating two big meat buns.
She stretched her neck and looked eagerly into the kitchen, and asked him eagerly, "Fu Cheng, when will the pork rib soup be ready?"
Fu Cheng said, "It needs to stew for another half an hour."
He squeezed her hand and asked, "Does your stomach feel better today?"
Song Shengsheng usually doesn't feel as much pain the next day. She nodded, "Much better."
She was just about to pull her hand out of Fu Cheng's palm when the intermittent sounds outside the courtyard gate aroused her curiosity.
Song Shengsheng is also a gossipy person.
She couldn't help wanting to run, but was caught by Fu Cheng.
"Where are you going?"
"Didn't you hear the noise? I'll go outside and take a look."
Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows, "You have strength now, but you were groaning and screaming in pain last night."
Song Shengsheng heard that he was making fun of her, so she stamped her feet, turned around and ignored him.
It was indeed bustling outside the door, with the families of the military compound gathered together and chattering at the doorstep of Captain Ding's house.
"Your niece is really pretty."
"Yes, it's very fresh."
Captain Ding's wife couldn't help but feel proud. She smiled and said, "My niece is pretty. As soon as she came of age, many people came to her house to propose marriage to her."
"She also fought for her own success and found a job in the cafeteria."
"My job is stable now, but my personal problems are still unresolved. If any of you have good things to do, please don't forget my niece."
Everyone could tell she was being humble when she said this.
With such good looks, a job, and a city hukou, it would be very easy for her to get married.
It's nothing more than having high standards and being very picky.
At this time, the families in the military compound remembered an old story. Didn’t the woman from Captain Ding’s family want to introduce her niece to Captain Fu?
They changed their mind as soon as they thought about it.
During this period, news about Captain Fu's family spread everywhere.
They started fighting and wanted a divorce.
Captain Ding's family rushed to take their niece back home, which definitely shows that they haven't given up yet.
What a coincidence.
They turned around and saw Song Shengsheng standing behind the gate.
The little girl stood in the bright sunshine, her skin was tanned to be soft and white, her eyes were charming and attractive.
I originally thought that Captain Ding’s niece was quite pretty.
But in such a comparison, it instantly pales in comparison.
Looking at the man who followed her, his eyes were fixed on her, and he seemed not to care about anything else.
I don’t know what he said in Song Shengsheng’s ear, but the female comrade was unwillingly grabbed by the hand by him and taken back into the house.
After all, they are still a young couple, and they feel very loving when they are together.
The situation is not as bad as it is said to be.
The houses in the military compound are all separate houses, and the sound insulation is not that good. Sometimes, neighbors can hear the faint sounds coming from Captain Fu’s bedroom near the window.
My bones have become soft because of what I have said.
Just now, Captain Fu almost carried the person back to the house. Isn't this considered pampering?
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that what is being spread outside is all nonsense.
Some people are gossiping because they can't bear to see Song Shengsheng living a good life.
Thinking of this, the way they looked at Captain Ding's family became subtle. It was useless to bring their young and beautiful niece over.
The young couple has a good relationship and outsiders cannot interfere.
The niece of Captain Ding just took a quick glance at the man coming out of the yard and lost her mind.
Captain Fu is really handsome, more handsome than any man she has ever seen.
He has a good temperament and looks like a military officer.
He is young and has a bright future.
The girl couldn't help but feel moved. She was reluctant at first, but when she met the man, she thought that even if it was a second marriage, she was willing!
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Here, Song Shengsheng was taken home by Fu Cheng, and she was a little dissatisfied that she didn't see enough liveliness.
She murmured, "I haven't heard anything yet."
Fu Cheng glanced at her and said, "It's windy outside. Aren't women uncomfortable with the cold at this time? I think your stomach hasn't hurt enough yet. You haven't learned your lesson at all."
Song Shengsheng was left speechless by his words.
She could never get the better of him.
Fu Cheng is either too lazy to speak, or he can make people angry to death when he speaks.
Song Shengsheng raised her chin slightly and looked at the man's stern profile. She walked over and gently held Fu Cheng's hand.
In order to make Fu Cheng like her, she works hard every day.
She said in a sweet voice, "After you rubbed my belly last night, I really didn't feel any pain anymore."
Fu Cheng still had no expression and seemed unmoved.
He had heard a lot of her sweet words.
Seeing this, Song Shengsheng took the initiative to hold his face and kissed him on the lips: "Besides, aren't you still here? If I have a stomachache, you will definitely help me rub my stomach."
Fu Cheng discovered that Song Shengsheng was only shy in bed at night.
During the day she was always very bold.
Hug and kiss at every turn.
It was like she was deliberately teasing him to test his self-control.
The man clenched his knuckles tightly, suppressing the heat in his body.
Fu Cheng was always more reserved during the day. He said seriously, "Don't make trouble."
Song Shengsheng hummed in her heart. Although he didn't let her kiss her during the day, he was not like that at night.
It so happened that someone from the post office delivered a letter.
It broke the ambiguous and affectionate atmosphere in the room.
The post office staff confirmed the name and handed the letter to Song Shengsheng, then continued delivering the letters on his 28-inch bicycle.
Song Shengsheng glanced at the mailing address on the letter and subconsciously hid the letter behind him.
It was a letter sent by Shen Zhishu from Yangcheng.
Fu Cheng saw that she looked guilty and raised his eyebrows. "Who sent the letter?"
Song Shengsheng groaned and made up a random name: "My former junior high school classmate, now working in a gravel factory."
Fu Cheng didn't expose her: "Is that so?"
He held out his hand to her: "Let me see."
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