Rong Yan covered her eyes with one hand and prepared to close the door again with the other.
If Fu Jingsheng catches her, reporting her for trespassing would be the least of her worries.
It doesn't matter if she dies, but Ye Jianming shouldn't be dragged down with her.
"Mom." Fu Yunlei didn't understand why his mother was closing the door again.
Fu Jingsheng opened the door completely: "Rong Yan, what are you doing?"
"Dad." Fu Yunlei and Fu Yunting turned around at the same time and saw their father with a murderous look in his eyes.
"Mom, run!" The two girls, afraid that their father would make things difficult for their mother, each grabbed one of his legs and shouted.
If she runs away, does she even deserve to be a mother? Fu Yunlei told her that Fu Jingsheng is very strict, and if she just leaves, Fu Jingsheng will definitely be angry with the two children.
Rong Yan stood still: "It has nothing to do with them. I miss my child so much. You wouldn't let me see him, so I had to come here by myself."
When did Fu Jingsheng stop him from seeing her? He's been waiting for Rong Yan's call for the past few days, but hasn't received a single call.
"Come in. If you don't want others to know, shut up and come upstairs with me." The man didn't make things difficult for Rong Yan; instead, he invited her into the house.
"You two go back to your room, I need to talk to her." He sent his son away.
"No, you're not allowed to yell at Mom." Fu Yunlei knew that his father hated his mother intensely, and now that his mother had tried to take them away and his father had caught her, his father would definitely not let her off the hook.
"If you don't want Great-Grandma to know, get upstairs right now." Fu Jingsheng was losing his patience.
"I won't make things difficult for her." Seeing that the children didn't move, he added.
"You promise."
"good."
Only after their father's assurance did the two children go upstairs.
Fu Jingsheng led Rong Yan from the other gate of the underground parking garage to the side courtyard.
The side courtyard of the Fu family is Fu Jingsheng's exclusive area.
He comes here to sit quietly when he's feeling agitated, but no one else comes here.
Rong Yan followed obediently.
She bit her lip in frustration. It was a classic case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead; the worst part was that she had just delivered herself to someone's doorstep and was left to be slaughtered.
Rong Yan looked around, trying to find a door she could slip out of, but after passing through the corridor, she arrived at another space with only a few windows.
Only when they reached the end did they see a door, which turned out to be the door to the bedroom.
He pulled her inside.
Ye Jianming waited in the garage for ten minutes, but Rong Yan didn't show up, so he called her.
My phone vibrated in my pocket.
"Answer the phone. I know you can't come alone." Fu Jingsheng wanted to know who was so capable that they even cracked the fingerprint password.
Rong Yan hung up the phone in her pocket: "Spam text, Fu Jingsheng. If you dare to call the police, I'll tell Rong Bing that you slept with me last night."
"How dare you say that? Your sister slept with your younger sister's fiancé, Rong Yan, you really have no shame?" He bet she wouldn't dare.
Who's shameless?
Rong Yan's ears were filled with Fu Jingsheng's harsh words.
"Don't worry, I won't call the police. I can't bear to expose something so shameful." Fu Jingsheng knew very well that even though marrying Rong Bing was his grandmother's idea, his lack of resistance meant he acquiesced, so Rong Bing was considered his fiancée.
But he was entangled with his fiancée's sister behind her back, and he was the most shameless one.
"What do you want to do?" Rong Yan had a bad feeling.
"Pay back with your body." He deliberately turned on the crystal ceiling light in the bedroom, and the bright white light shone on Rong Yan.
To facilitate her crime, Rong Yan deliberately wore all black, but even a simple black dress accentuated her curves.
Fu Jingsheng couldn't help but swallow, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Rong Yan wanted to escape, but there was no way to escape from the Fu family villa. This was actually the first time she had ever been to this villa.
Fu Jingsheng captured the woman's lips in his mouth: "After seeing my son, you must let me sleep for a while."
"I just went to see a doctor a few days ago, and I'll have you take a look today to see if it's okay." Sure enough, Fu Jingsheng was there because of what she said.
Rong Yan was turned over and leaned against the sink. He pulled her dress up to her waist with his large hand.
Her skin was so white it reflected light in the mirror.
The man placed one hand on it and suddenly applied force.
Even though she had only taken off her clothes and hadn't even gotten to the point, Rong Yan already felt Fu Jingsheng pressing down on her from behind.
She could see herself clearly in the mirror; Fu Jingsheng was a full head taller than her.
He rested his chin on the woman's shoulder, looking at the two of them in the mirror, and reached down with his other hand: "Such a strong reaction, tell me, have you been thinking about me for a long time?"
Ye Jianming called back after being hung up on.
The phone vibrated again in the pocket of the dress. Fu Jingsheng freed his hand and took the phone out before Rong Yan could react.
"Ye Jianming, it's him again."
"Let me take it," Rong Yan pleaded. "Don't move."
“Okay.” Fu Jingsheng turned on the speakerphone.
"Yan, what's going on? She hasn't come out for ages," Ye Jianming said anxiously.
Even when it came to something as trivial as stealing a child, Rong Yan dragged Ye Jianming along. Just how close were they?
Fu Jingsheng gripped the woman's slender waist with his ten fingers and suddenly exerted force.
Rong Yan was surprised that the man had gotten to the point while she wasn't paying attention, and she let out an "Ah".
She then covered her mouth.
"What's wrong?"
“I ran into Fu Jingsheng. He wants to talk to me. You go back first; we’ll be talking for a long time.” Rong Yan’s face turned bright red, and she almost groaned.
Ye Jianming was hung up on before he could finish speaking.
"Fu Jingsheng, you pervert!" Rong Yan bit Fu Jingsheng's arm hard.
"Didn't you say I'm no good? Everyone in Tiancheng knows that the eldest young master of the Fu family is no good. Who would believe I'm a hooligan?" Fu Jingsheng has male sexual function. He has described his sexual experiences to many doctors, and they all said there were no problems.
But he just couldn't satisfy Rong Yan; he only wanted Rong Yan to be satisfied.
"Are you satisfied?" From the washbasin to the sofa and finally back to the bed, Fu Jingsheng finally asked a question.
"You don't need to satisfy me, as long as Rong Bing is satisfied. Does she know that her fiancé is having an affair with her sister right now?"
"They're still at their home."
Rong Yan's tone was as cold as ice.
He finished speaking and gave a sarcastic laugh.
Fu Jingsheng snapped out of his daze. He pushed the woman away, picked up the clothes on the ground, and threw them at her: "Get out. Turn left when you go out. There's a gate to the other courtyard. Just go straight out."
Rong Yan put on her clothes one by one, glancing at Fu Jingsheng, who had his back to her, out of the corner of her eye.
The man was shirtless, his back straight, like a tall poplar tree.
Seeing him like that back then, Rong Yan thought he was a reliable person, someone she could entrust her life to.
If I had known he would be this much of a jerk, I shouldn't have saved him in the first place.
Fu Jingsheng lit a cigarette, and the smoke rings rose in wisps, obscuring the man's true emotions.
Rong Yan got dressed and left.
But she went to the wrong door and walked directly down the corridor to the villa's lobby.
Everyone was fast asleep in the early hours of the morning, and fortunately they were not discovered. The woman prepared to return to the villa by the same route and find another exit. As she turned around, she saw the two people on the second floor.
Fu Jingchen hugged Rong Bing and kissed her repeatedly.
"Chen, stop fooling around, be careful someone sees you." Rong Bing half-pushed and half-shoved.
"My brother didn't come back, and I didn't hear the door open."
Rong Yan hid behind the stairs, not daring to breathe.
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