Chapter 133 For a long time afterward, it was all about Fu…
The hug was so sudden that Fu Ci was stunned.
Didn't you just complain that he was dirty? Why are you hugging him now?
But my body instinctively pulled me into a hug, and I asked with a laugh, "Why don't you mind that I'm dirty again?"
"I was annoyed," Tang Mingli said honestly, "but I was also very touched, so I acted impulsively."
So what if it's dirty? It's not a big deal anyway, I'll definitely shower and change clothes before bed.
After she came to terms with it, Tang Mingli hugged him even tighter, rubbing her head against his chest.
Overwhelmed with emotion, she forgot that the two hadn't seen each other for a very long time, and that Fu Ci was a normal man in his prime who liked her so much.
She doesn't even need to do much; a single glance or a smile might be enough to make him fall for her, let alone the warmth and fragrance emanating from her arms.
As his wife made various affectionate gestures, Fu Ci's eyes darkened, and he was already tempted.
Unfortunately, there was still a lot of work waiting for him.
He could only suppress his most primal desires and said in a calm voice, "If you keep doing this, I might not be able to leave this room."
Just from his tone, Tang Mingli instantly understood what he meant.
Her face flushed slightly, and she released the hand that was holding him.
"Go ahead and get back to work."
She knew Fu Ci all too well; if it weren't for work being so demanding, given his personality, he would have already pushed her onto the bed.
Sigh, thinking about all this makes my face burn even hotter.
Tang Mingli touched her cheek and told herself that she shouldn't let him miss work.
Fu Ci smiled and nodded, but his words and actions were somewhat inconsistent.
He agreed verbally, but pulled Tang Mingli back to his side and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
He dared not be too unrestrained, fearing that things would get out of control, so he could only give her a light kiss.
After letting go of her again, he said reluctantly, "I'm going to work."
Tang Mingli urged him, "Go quickly, good morning..."
I almost blurted out the phrase "go early and come back early".
Fu Ci didn't hear clearly and looked puzzled.
Tang Mingli: "...I took a bath for nothing."
Hearing this, Fu Ci chuckled again, not dwelling on it, but just worriedly reminding him, "You're all alone here..."
However, before he could finish speaking, Tang Mingli hurriedly interrupted him: "I'm not a child, I can take care of myself. You should go to work."
He's already said things like "I've wasted my time," and if he doesn't leave soon, who knows what other nonsense he'll spout.
Fu Ci didn't want to be the one who kept nagging, so although she was reluctant, she went to work anyway.
Tang Mingli breathed a sigh of relief when she was all alone.
Having a husband who is too handsome isn't without its problems. When you can only look at him but can't have him, it's incredibly disheartening.
Tang Mingli glanced at the time and estimated that it would be at least two or three hours before Fu Ci returned.
However, she wasn't worried about being bored; right after the news broadcast, her favorite TV drama would start airing...
Ah, no, that's not right.
Tang Mingli suddenly remembered what day it was and became so excited that she danced with joy.
Later that night, there's also the Zhengda Variety Show, which she's been really into watching lately!
When Fu Ci would return was completely forgotten.
...
Fu Ci never expected that this would be the scene he would see when he returned from work.
His wife was so engrossed in watching TV that she didn't even hear him greet her.
However, Fu Ci didn't mind and walked straight over to sit down next to her.
"Is this show really that good?"
This time, Tang Mingli finally responded, but only with a brief "hmm," without even taking her eyes off the television.
Seeing this, Fu Ci stopped bothering her and watched the last ten minutes of the program with her.
After watching the program, Tang Mingli felt a little unsatisfied. Thinking that she would have to wait several days for the next episode, she couldn't help but say with some regret, "It would be great if I could watch it every day."
However, if you could watch it every day, this program might not be so precious.
It's like decades from now, with the internet so developed, you can find any TV series or program on video apps and watch them all in one go. But if that's the case, you might not feel as eager to watch anymore.
After watching the program, Tang Mingli, now concerned for her husband, asked with a smile, "Have you finished all your work for today?"
Fu Ci nodded: "The urgent matters have all been dealt with."
Tang Mingli responded with an "oh".
That means there are still things that aren't urgent.
But people aren't made of iron, and it's already so late, so it's time to rest.
Fu Ci kept smiling at her, and when she didn't say anything more, he first asked her if she was hungry.
Upon receiving a negative answer, he subconsciously picked up the cup on the coffee table and took a sip of water.
Tang Mingli wanted to say that this was her cup.
But then I thought, why bother distinguishing whose it is?
After putting down the cup, Fu said, "I'm going to take a shower."
"Um."
Tang Mingli looked at him suspiciously, thinking to herself that taking a bath wasn't something that required a report or application.
However, upon meeting his gaze, she immediately understood the meaning behind his words, and her cheeks involuntarily flushed red again.
Fu Ci loved her appearance so much that he couldn't help but kiss her before getting up to take a shower.
That one kiss left Tang Mingli in a daze, so much so that throughout Fu Ci's shower, she kept thinking about one phrase—absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
...
Tang Mingli had no idea that her "corporate slave" tendencies would awaken in the seventh year after her transmigration.
Last night, I went to the mountains and seas with Fu Ci until late at night. Those who know how exhausted I was know.
If she were still at the Fu family's house, Tang Mingli would definitely sleep until noon, but today she got up at the same time as Fu Ci.
Even when Fu Ci told her to rest for two days, she stubbornly overcame her laziness.
She came to Shenzhen to help Fu Ci, so she should act like a professional.
Tang Mingli at work is someone Fu Ci has never seen before.
After so many years of marriage, Fu Ci knew that she was lazy, loved to sleep, and had even become spoiled by him.
But his wife at work is completely different from her in-life self.
No wonder Li Zhengdao told him that he had married a capable wife.
I thought it was a joke, but it turned out to be the truth.
It's no wonder that Li Zhengdao suddenly became anxious to go solo; he was probably worried that if he continued, he would be outdone by a woman.
Employees who had contact with Tang Mingli at work shared the same feeling as Fu Ci.
They initially thought the boss's wife was just a pretty face, only able to work there because of her relationship with the boss. She was appointed as a team leader, leading her team to handle the large order project in Hong Kong.
But after a few days of work, they were convinced.
The boss is truly capable. In just a few days, she not only organized the previously chaotic work but also calmly and composedly handled many problems she had never encountered before.
After a busy day, the team members were able to take a short break.
During a casual conversation, a female employee couldn't help but say to Tang Mingli, "Team Leader Tang, you've never done any of this before, how come you seem to know everything?"
Tang Mingli couldn't say that she was a seasoned office worker in her past life and had encountered far more complex and difficult problems than these.
All she could say was, "I worked in clothing sales in Guangcheng for a while before, and I gained some experience there."
"Why did you quit later?"
The moment that person asked the question, someone immediately said, "Hey, do you even need to ask? President Fu is so good at making money, why would he need his wife to show her face in public?"
"But now the proprietress is also showing her face in public, isn't she?"
"That's true."
Tang Mingli was genuinely curious, so she had to explain, "I was working with someone before, but they didn't want to continue the collaboration, so we had to break up."
"I see." Suddenly, the employee seemed to realize something and asked with concern, "Does this factory belong to General Manager Fu?"
Tang Mingli smiled and replied, "Of course."
Everyone was relieved.
As long as it's our own, we won't fall apart.
They all want to do a good job here.
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In the blink of an eye, Tang Mingli had been in Shenzhen for over a month.
The Fu family elders, who live far away in Guangcheng, miss her dearly and can't help but ask when she can come back when they call.
Tang Mingli also missed them, and longed for the comfortable life in the Fu family.
However, this large order is likely to take until the end of the year, or even the beginning of next year, so she doesn't know when she will be able to go back.
Fortunately, the Fu family elders were understanding, but they didn't forget to remind her to take good care of herself while she was here.
Tang Mingli knew that these words of advice were not perfunctory, but rather a subtle expression of concern for her impatience, conveyed after careful consideration.
So she earnestly promised, "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself and make sure you see a healthy and chubby me when I go back."
After saying that, she couldn't help but ask Madam Fu, "Grandma, have you been going to class lately?"
The class she was referring to was Mr. Chen's calligraphy and painting class.
Madam Fu said, "Of course, I haven't missed a single class, and Teacher Chen even praised me for my progress."
"very nice."
"However, Teacher Chen also asked about you, asking how long you would like to take leave."
"I might not be able to go back even after this semester ends," Tang Mingli said with regret.
Mr. Chen had promised her that if her handwriting improved to his satisfaction by the end of the semester, he would give her a poem he had written.
Thinking of the value of Mr. Chen's calligraphy decades later, she kept pestering him for a long time until he agreed to write "The Yueyang Tower" for her.
Oh dear, her words are worth a fortune.
At the end of the phone call, Tang Mingli urged her grandmother to practice her calligraphy diligently, strive for significant improvement by the end of the semester, and earn a personal reward from Teacher Chen.
Madam Fu smiled and agreed, "No problem, I will definitely practice hard. You over there... you and Fu Ci... anyway, don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"Don't worry, Grandma, I'm not putting pressure on myself."
Perhaps it's because it's my own factory, but my work attitude is completely different from when I was a corporate slave in my previous life. I'm not only more proactive, but I also don't feel the immense pressure of fearing making mistakes that I had when I was working.
But after hanging up the phone, Tang Mingli pondered her grandmother's last words and suddenly realized that her grandmother was probably implying something.
They probably don't think that her coming to Shenzhen to help Fu Ci was only secondary, and that getting pregnant was the main thing.
That's a real injustice.
But then again, living with Fu Ci for a long time to come, who knows, maybe we'll win the lottery.
After all, although he was very busy, few of the nights that belonged to the two of them were wasted.
Thinking of this, Tang Mingli almost recalled the passionate encounter between the two of them last night, which frightened her so much that she quickly lowered her head and pretended to work.
I can't think about it, I'm at work, what am I fantasizing about?
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