"You're asking for it." Fu Jingsheng punched the fat, chubby man.
The burly man was about to have his dream girl with him when a flying fist interrupted him. He got up and pinned Fu Jingsheng to the ground.
Seeing that Fu Jingsheng was restrained, Rong Yan was afraid that he would get hurt, so she used her tongue to push the glove out of her mouth.
"Fu Jingsheng!" Rong Yan was finally able to speak, and she shouted for help.
Fu Jingsheng wrapped his arms around the man's legs, continued to pound his head, then fell to the side. He got up, kicked a few times, released Rong Yan, and called the police.
"Your clothes are torn, and your hands are bleeding." Rong Yan touched Fu Jingsheng's wound. "Does it hurt? Are there any other injuries? I was wrong. I will never go out alone again."
The woman looked remorseful.
Ignoring the pain, Fu Jingsheng pulled Rong Yan into his arms, put on his coat, and kissed him on the forehead: "Don't be afraid."
Then he squatted down and punched Liang Xin a few times.
Rong Yan pulled him away, saying, "Stop hitting him, hand him over to the police. Luckily you arrived in time."
Liang Xin covered his head and said, "I was wrong, Mr. Fu, please let me go. I don't want to go in again."
Fu Jingsheng grabbed the man's hair: "Rong Yan just screamed for help, did you let her go?"
“I’m warning you, don’t even think about coming back for revenge in Tiancheng. I know the whole story of what happened back then. If you don’t want to be locked up forever, stay away from Rong Yan. Do you think your mother survived those years you were locked up?” Fu Jingsheng patted Liang Xin’s face.
What's the meaning?
Liang Xin and Rong Yan were both stunned.
Liang Xin had heard her mother say that a kind person would send her money every month during those years. Could it be Fu Jingsheng?
"Let's go." Fu Jingsheng tied Liang Xin to the table, picked up Rong Yan, and left.
Rong Yan looked Fu Jingsheng up from the bottom up: "Is there any other injury?"
She saw that Fu Jingsheng had also been punched several times by Liang Xin.
"I'll get you checked out when we get back. What about you?" Fu Jingsheng asked in return.
"I'm fine." Rong Yan hugged Fu Jingsheng tightly. "I was too careless. I promise I will never go on a date so casually again, or I will get hurt."
He stopped and lowered his head to bite Rong Yan's lips: "Don't blame yourself. Just consider it a chance for me to perform. But you have to be careful in the future. Beautiful women are prone to getting into trouble."
Back in the car, Rong Yan saw the missed calls on her phone and called Shen Xingzhi back.
Shen Xingzhi broke out in a cold sweat, feeling both distressed and angry. She scolded Rong Yan, then comforted her, telling her not to be afraid.
Rong Yan promised on the phone that she would never act alone again.
News of Liang Xin's re-arrest spread in the classmates' group.
Accompanying that video.
[Someone actually kept the video? Aren't you afraid Fu Jingsheng will kill you? Take it down immediately!]
It's okay if the image is blurred.
Did Rong Yan actually sleep with Liang Xin?
"We're all classmates, there's no need to be so rude," An Ye finally spoke up.
[An Ye, you're just Rong Yan's sidekick. She's doing so well, why don't I ever see you included?]
An Ye: [It's shameful to be classmates with you guys.]
An Ye and Rong Yan maintained contact, but after graduation, An Ye married and moved to the Northwest.
Soon another photo popped up in the group chat: An Ye being pinned down in the men's restroom.
An argument broke out in the group chat.
Song Shuhao sent the screenshot to Rong Yan.
The woman, who had just escaped from Liang Xin that afternoon, saw the discussion in the university group chat and her anger soared to the top of her head.
She curled up in Fu Jingsheng's arms, trembling with anger.
"What's wrong?" Fu Jingsheng turned up the radiator in the bedroom. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Rong Yan stared at her phone screen.
The man glanced at it and noted down the group name and the speaker's ID.
A phone call was made to He Wei to report the ID that was spreading rumors.
An Ye remained silent for two days before mustering the courage to call Rong Yan, only to find that Rong Yan already knew about what had happened in the group chat.
Fu Jingsheng asked Rong Yan to turn on the loudspeaker, saying that he was already handling the matter and that all those who spread rumors would be punished accordingly.
He gave Rong Yan a great sense of security.
An Ye waited for messages in the group chat.
This was the first time Fu Jingsheng had seriously inquired about Rong Yan's university life.
After Rong Yan's confession of love was rejected, she was ostracized by the girls.
She was also teased by many boys.
He kept saying sorry.
Rong Yan covered the man's lips: "It's all in the past."
"Fu Jingsheng, I feel so secure leaning against you. I'll take a nap for an hour, then you wake me up so we can work on the menu together." Rong Yan nestled in the man's arms.
"good."
She was asleep until the middle of the night when Fu Jingsheng remained sitting, his hands and feet stiff and he didn't dare to move.
When Rong Yan woke up with a start, she asked what time it was and realized that she had actually slept for several hours.
She moved to the side, and Fu Jingsheng, enduring the pain, moved his limbs a little.
"Why didn't you call me?" Rong Yan rubbed the man's arm.
"You're sleeping so soundly, keep sleeping. I'm going to take a shower." Fu Jingsheng had just returned from the fight, having only changed his coat, and felt sticky all over.
"I want one too." Rong Yan regained her energy and sat up. "I'll go with you. We haven't had a check-up yet."
When he took off his clothes, he realized that he had wounds on his knees and chest. The blood from the wounds was stuck to his thermal underwear, and his skin was painfully pulled when he took it off.
The man couldn't help but exclaim.
"You're injured? You didn't even treat it when you got back. I'll go get some iodine." The woman was stopped by Fu Jingsheng as soon as she turned around.
"It's nothing, just a superficial injury. Let's take a shower together first."
Fu Jingsheng tried his best to control himself, covering the erect gun with a bath towel.
When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Rong Yan applying essential oil herself, so he took over to help her. But after a few tries, he couldn't hold back any longer.
I'm too embarrassed to speak up, since everyone got hurt today.
Rong Yan met the fire in his eyes, then looked down at the swaying bath towel.
He circled his hand around it.
She slightly raised her head, her eyes revealing her unmistakable need.
Fu Jingsheng applied the essential oil with a little more force, touching the inside of his skin.
For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether the stain was essential oil or physiological liquid.
Lock a little with your fingertip.
"The essential oil can't go in," Rong Yan whimpered.
He quickly stepped back and grabbed a wet wipe to clean himself.
"Do you still have the strength?" Fu Jingsheng asked.
Rong Yan slumped her waist and said, "Yes, I feel refreshed after a good night's sleep."
He had a knee injury and could only stand, while Rong Yan leaned against the floor-to-ceiling glass.
The warmth emanating from the body cast a hazy outline of a person on the window.
The atmosphere was extremely ambiguous, blending seamlessly with the night.
It feels great to be standing.
The man's low growl filled Rong Yan's ears, and then she was pressed tightly against the glass, accompanied by heavy breathing.
After a moment, he carefully put Rong Yan down: "Have you checked her over? Are you hurt?"
Rong Yan touched her face, which was so hot it could fry an egg: "I knew you were so determined despite your disability."
"The wound doesn't hurt at all when I'm standing, it only hurts a little when I bend over, but the relief outweighs the pain," he said.
"Stop, are we going to share our aftermath again?" Rong Yan interrupted.
"I'll carry you to take a shower." He put his hand on Rong Yan's waist, but the woman immediately pulled away.
"No, you can't touch it, I'll do it myself." She wrapped herself in a blanket and rushed into the bathroom.
Fu Jingsheng followed.
How to quit pornography? These four words popped into Rong Yan's mind.
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