After leaving the bathroom, Lin Wei deleted the call log.
She pretended to complain, "I knew they were going to give me more work, and I still have to go to the company this afternoon."
Like Lin Wei, Guo An is always available when the company needs him, which is understandable.
He massaged the woman's shoulders: "Drink your milk and rest for a while. You must be exhausted today."
"Okay, you rest here this afternoon. I might not be back until very late." Lin Wei put her arm around Guo An's waist. "Don't wait for me."
Lin Wei took a nap and then secretly went to Li Yun's place at noon.
I thought I could recover after resting for half a day, but when I walked, I found that my legs were very sore. If I tried to show off, Li Yun would definitely notice something was wrong.
Lin Wei went to the supermarket and bought sanitary napkins, stained them with red ink, and pretended that she was having her period.
After making a phone call to the woman early in the morning, Li Yun fell into a deep sleep. When he heard the doorbell ring, Lin Wei said that it had been pressed several times.
The man's hair was disheveled.
He stretched, then put one arm around Lin Wei's back and pulled her in: "I fell asleep while waiting for you."
Lin Wei deliberately lowered her head and pouted.
Li Yun lifted her chin and asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
The woman muttered, "I knew I wasn't feeling well today. I couldn't even walk around shopping this morning. When I went to the bathroom at noon, I found out I had started my period. My cycle is getting shorter and shorter. It's so annoying."
"If I had known you were coming today, I should have taken my delay-relieving medication yesterday," Lin Wei said, feigning remorse. "You were even saying you'd take a nice bath, aren't I a spoilsport?"
Li Yun playfully pinched the woman's nose, wondering what was going on. He chuckled and said, "Silly girl, what's there to blame yourself for? Do you really think your brother Li is a beast? I've come to see you for more than just that. Come, sit down." He took Lin Wei's hand and led her to the desk.
Lin Wei thought she was hallucinating. Why did Li Yun seem so gentle and understanding today? This man usually had no heart; none of the women around him were his true loves.
After a brief moment, Lin Wei realized that Li Yun's behavior during this period was indeed abnormal. Cold sweat broke out on her back. Could this man have fallen in love with her? She didn't want Li Yun's love.
Li Yun asked Lin Wei to sit down and showed her the information he had obtained without reservation.
As expected, the latest crisis for the Fu family was caused by Li Yun once again.
But Lin Wei didn't ask him to make a move, so why?
"Brother Li, how did you manage to change so many clothes without anyone noticing?" Lin Wei asked.
"I'm incredibly powerful, how about that, are you surprised enough?" Li Yun asked, stroking the woman's back.
"What a surprise! I was thinking I'd have a chance to sneak into the Fu Group warehouse and exchange some goods, but you beat me to it. Fu Jingsheng issued a notice today that the broadcasts might be permanently suspended. The Fu Group has cut off its online business, and its profits will shrink significantly. In addition, the previous crisis has not yet been resolved. If something happens to the offline business now, it will definitely go bankrupt."
Lin Wei traced circles on the man's leg with her fingers: "You've done enough for me, I'll take care of the rest."
Li Yun held the woman's hand: "It's not just for you. Fu Jingsheng has a lot of enemies. He's just doing things for money."
“But you reminded me that offline businesses are the foundation of the Fu family. As long as the foundation is not shaken, the Fu family’s edifice will be hard to collapse. I’ll think of a way. How about it? Have you missed me these past few days?” After talking about work for a few minutes, Li Yun turned the topic to his personal feelings.
Lin Wei was skilled at flattery; her words were as sweet as honey, making Li Yun's heart flutter with joy.
The two of them whispered sweet nothings to each other, indulging in a bit of casual flinging.
Fu Group.
Fu Jingsheng instructed the finance department to handle all compensations, giving consumers an explanation first. Next, they would work with the suppliers to handle the follow-up matters.
I don't know which gossipy maid told the old lady about the news from the past two days.
The old lady insisted on going to that very effective temple in another city to pray, saying that the Fu family must have encountered something unclean, which was why they had one misfortune after another.
Han Yue couldn't stop them, and fearing that the servants wouldn't take good care of them, she had no choice but to go with them.
After leaving, she told her son that she probably wouldn't be able to make it back that night.
The driver drove, and Han Yue and the old lady sat in the back. The old lady was rambling on and on the whole way; if Han Yue hadn't been a staunch materialist, she would have suspected that the old lady was possessed.
"Mom, fame brings trouble. Jing Sheng Company is doing very well online, becoming an overnight sensation with millions of customers. It's impossible for all of them to give positive reviews, right? Business is full of ups and downs, you know that better than me. What does it have to do with ghosts and gods? If praying to Buddha could solve problems, everyone should just quit their jobs and pray." Han Yue was afraid that the old lady had gone mad.
The old lady, holding her prayer beads, stopped talking and sternly rebuked, "What are you saying? Saying such things is extremely disrespectful. There are some things that must be believed. I'm not trying to cause trouble, but Rong Yan and Jing Sheng are just incompatible. So many things have happened since she came back, and several people have died."
The old lady then turned her anger towards Rong Yan.
Han Yue disliked these words even more. What did they want to do to Rong Yan now?
People say that grandparents love their grandchildren more, but Han Yue doesn't understand why the old lady always seems to have a hard time with Rong Yan.
Regarding her daughter-in-law, Han Yue was firm in her stance: "Mom, please stop causing trouble. It has nothing to do with Rong Yan. These people are clearly framing the Fu family. If there's any discord, it's Jing Sheng's bad luck that dragged Rong Yan down with him."
Upon hearing this, the old lady seemed to have recovered from the aftereffects of her stroke, and her speech became fluent again; "Pah, how can you talk about your own son like that? You've been bewitched by Rong Yan. Mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law are natural enemies, but you two act like sisters."
"Mom, I'm your wife too. Do you see me as an enemy?"
The old lady choked for a moment.
Taking advantage of the situation, Han Yue continued, "Harmony in the family brings prosperity in all things. I agree with you praying to Buddha for peace. Let's not concern ourselves with other matters."
The whole family sided with Rong Yan, so no matter how much the old lady jumped up and down, it was no use. She sighed a few times and turned her head away.
——
Rong Yan arrived at Fu Jingsheng's office with a check.
The compensation of several million is just a drop in the ocean for her, a wealthy woman with a net worth of over 100 million.
A check for millions was laid out on Fu Jingsheng's table. The woman didn't look smug at all; instead, she pretended to be submissive. She nodded and smiled, "Mr. Fu, I've brought you the money. Please accept it."
Fu Jingsheng picked up the check and counted it; it was an eight-figure sum.
"I should be asking you, President Rong, what can I do for you? I have nothing to repay you with but my body." The man didn't stand on ceremony with Rong Yan. He knew that Rong Yan would rather he accept it humbly than risk putting the Fu family in danger for the sake of so-called dignity.
Rong Yan sat down at the desk, stood on tiptoe, and lifted her skirt, which was below her knees: "Okay, would you mind signing a contract of servitude? Like how long it would last and how many times?"
Fu Jingsheng took a blank sheet of paper: "No problem, I'll write it."
The man had just written the title when Rong Yan grabbed his hand: "Just kidding, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it once there are quotas."
"Really? You flirted with me yesterday and then fell asleep. I have to make up for it today, while I'm working...doing it." Fu Jingsheng whispered in the woman's ear.
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