Rong Yan steadied herself: "Where did you go weak? I wasn't standing properly."
Fu Jingsheng bit the woman's lips, his hand twisting her waist, the pressure varying from strong to light. Just when Rong Yan thought the man was about to get to the point, he quickly stopped.
One moment it was thunder and fire, the next it was ice and snow. Rong Yan got annoyed and pushed Fu Jingsheng away: "Get out of here. All talk and no action is useless. I'm thirsty."
The man quickly brought water, realizing that if he continued arguing, she would really lose her patience, so he obediently got to the point.
Rong Yan faced the window, where the entire city was laid out before her.
Fu Jingsheng leaned against the window, and two figures were reflected on the glass.
After an hour, he carried Rong Yan back to the bed and said, "Sit on top of me."
Soon, sweat dripped from the woman's face onto the man's body.
Finally, she pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Let's stop here for today."
After checking out at noon the next day, Rong Yan leaned against the elevator, her body seemingly out of control. Fu Jingsheng drove to the elevator to pick her up.
When we returned to Yushui Bay, everyone had already had lunch.
Rong Yan was quite hungry, but she was too tired to eat, so she took a can of yogurt upstairs.
The woman nestled on the sofa, still clutching the laptop in her arms. She had originally intended to confront Fu Jingsheng, but the two of them ended up getting too caught up in their intimacy and didn't do anything good.
Rong Yan logged into her account, and the situation was thrown off track again.
Some criticized Qingnian, saying that as one of the most influential writers, he shouldn't make such remarks so casually. Outsiders can't judge other people's family affairs, and Rong Bing's feud with the Fu family runs deep.
The person who posted the rebuttal was actually an internet celebrity with over a million followers. In the end, she concluded that she maintained a neutral stance, as it takes two to tango.
Rong Yan took a screenshot of the long post and answered all the questions in it, which sparked a war of words between the two fan groups.
[This young man really seems to be on the Fu family's side in everything. Could he have taken money from them?]
[Was Milk's defense of Rong Bing paid out by Rong Bing?]
Everyone knows that Milk speaks sharply and never takes sides. She wasn't speaking up for Rong Bing; she was just stating the facts.
[That young man wasn't speaking up for the Fu family at all; he was clearly expressing his opinion on the victim-blaming argument.]
[I heard that Qingnian hasn't released any new books in the past few years and has been relying on his old ones. Who would believe he's making a comeback at this time if there's no real reason behind it?]
[From fan to hater: I thought writers didn't care about worldly affairs, but I didn't expect them to get involved in this mess.]
[These young people are speaking up for the victims and deliberately misinterpreting the situation; what are their true intentions?]
[Pah, just a writer, does he really think he's some kind of guardian of justice?]
[Pah, just an internet celebrity. Did she even graduate high school? Her essays are so poorly written, yet she dares to embarrass herself.]
...
The conversation grew increasingly heated.
Rong Yan clicked into Milk's profile on her alternate account. This internet celebrity does like to comment on others, and her posts are full of various reviews. However, she was mostly paid to do things before. Rong Bing is still in the profile, so it's unlikely that she would hire Milk to speak for her.
Could there be someone behind Rong Bing? Considering the incident at the end, the fact that no connection to Rong Bing was found further suggests that someone else is targeting Fu Jingsheng besides Rong Bing.
Rong Yan felt a chill run down her spine, unsure whether she or Fu Jingsheng had offended someone.
After taking Rong Yan home, Fu Jingsheng returned to the company.
Fearing something might happen in the live stream again, he has been personally supervising it these past few days.
The man moved a chair to the side and ordered someone to bring sample garments, which he then inspected one by one.
"Mr. Fu, the return rate has dropped significantly these past few days, and all confirmed receipts are positive reviews," the customer service manager reported.
"Yes, but we can't let our guard down. The online uproar hasn't died down yet. Xiao Sun, come here for a bit," Fu Jingsheng called out.
He inquired about when the broadcast would resume. Several departments had already discussed and agreed to create a segment for the resumption of broadcast that evening. On the day of the resumption, fifty segments would be selected and sold at a loss.
Fu Jingsheng said he would personally fund the support and even recorded a skit for the event.
After resting for a while, Rong Yan called Gu Hannian and invited her and Ye Jianming to have afternoon tea.
After Gu Hannian and Ye Jianming got together, Ye Jianming didn't stay home for a single day.
Every morning, the woman's urgent phone calls would urge him to get up, then go for a run, and afterwards, he would go to the store.
Gu Hannian opened a milk tea shop. Although she had hired two employees, she was still worried and would drag Ye Jianming to check on it every day. Ye Jianming had never managed such a big company as the Ye family, but now he and Gu Hannian were running such a small shop.
In the milk tea shop, Ye Jianming was making milk tea when he heard Gu Hannian call out to him, "Finish this cup and then go home. Rong Yan has invited me for afternoon tea."
Ye Jianming was almost moved to tears. Rong Yan was simply his savior. Today, the milk tea shop had a promotion, and the number of customers increased exponentially. How could it be acceptable for Ye Jianming, the eldest young master of the Ye family, to be making milk tea for someone else?
Grandma Ye gave Gu Hannian the authority to discipline her grandson however she wanted, the stricter the better, so that he wouldn't spend all day playing computer games at home.
"Is making milk tea a difficult task? You seem so happy to put down the cup," Gu Hannian asked.
Ye Jianming grinned: "Of course I'm not wronged. I'm very happy to serve the people. Can we leave now?"
Rong Yan chose a dessert shop in the city center, not far from Gu Hannian and the others.
When she arrived, she had already bought a cake.
Gu Hannian arrived quickly, wearing her milk tea shop uniform and looking very simple and honest.
"Rong Yan," Gu Hannian greeted her happily.
Rong Yan stood up and waved.
"Rong Yan." Ye Jianming hesitated before speaking.
He wanted Rong Yan to keep an eye on Gu Han Nian, but his girlfriend was right there, so he didn't dare to say anything. He gave Rong Yan a look.
"Did you drag Ye Jianming to help out at the milk tea shop again?" Rong Yan asked.
“It’s not helping out; it’s my own shop, that’s just my job,” Gu Hannian said.
“That’s true. We’ll be family from now on. Ye Jianming, my sister is a worrier, so you’ll have to help her out a lot. Anyway, you don’t have much to do.” Rong Yan not only didn’t help Ye Jianming, but instead supported her sister.
Ye Jianming pouted, forgetting that Rong Yan and Gu Hannian were of one mind. Now that his sister had been found, why would she side with him, her good friend?
“However, sister, you should give her a break sometimes,” Rong Yan added.
“Yes, one day a week is fine.” Ye Jianming finally showed some expression.
“We’ll discuss this further when we get back. Rong Yan, did you call us here for something?” Gu Hannian asked.
Since everyone was so familiar with each other, Rong Yan didn't beat around the bush. She opened her computer and showed it to Ye Jianming to see if he could find out if there was a client behind the milk.
Ye Jianming was right: "I went to the car to get my computer. You always ask me for things."
Three people were staring at a computer screen. Ye Jianming sat in the middle, his fingers constantly tapping on the keyboard and mouse, and soon a network diagram appeared.
One of them aroused Rong Yan's suspicion.
"Ye Jianming, look, this person has been in frequent contact with milk these past few days. Can you investigate?"
"A flying fish?" Ye Jianming pondered, the name sounding somewhat familiar.
"What's wrong?" Rong Yan asked.
The man quickly opened a folder and muttered to himself, "It's her."
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