Rong Yan was carried into the living room. Fu Jingsheng closed the door behind him, placed the woman on the coffee table, and turned on the TV to play a movie.
The entire living room was filled with lewd sounds, and Rong Yan got goosebumps all over her hands. She turned down the volume with her voice, and when she looked up, she saw the two parts of the video merged into one.
The woman quickly looked away: "Fu Jingsheng, how come you have this kind of video on your phone?"
"I found it online and wanted to learn it," the man said without any attempt to hide it.
"We're also at the coffee table."
Rong Yan wrapped her arms around the man's waist: "Let's go to the bed, it's too hard here."
Fu Jingsheng took a cushion from the sofa and placed it on Rong Yan: "Wait on the bed for a while. We need to do it on every place in the house that we haven't done before, the table, the chairs, the wine table..."
"What?" Rong Yan's eyes widened. She counted on her fingers: coffee table, TV cabinet, mahjong table... If she counted all of these, she would die! She wouldn't need a divorce; she could just sleep to death and be trending on social media tomorrow, which would be much more sensational than a divorce.
"How much grain can you hand over?" Rong Yan's voice was soft. Even seven times a night, it was impossible to check every place. Unless…
"Fu Jingsheng, let's change positions in one place, and in three minutes, that'll be the same as being there all the time." Rong Yan had a sudden inspiration and came up with a good idea.
Fu Jingsheng slapped the woman's butt: "You think you're fighting a guerrilla war, constantly moving around, changing positions and locations every three minutes, running around everywhere? Do you really think your man is Iron Man?"
"So what? You can come to every place once, so moving every three minutes is nothing. I don't want the headlines tomorrow about us dying in bed."
"I'll keep going until I can't anymore. I'm thinking about starting our separation tomorrow, so I might as well just die in bed." Fu Jingsheng wanted a slow and steady relationship, but for the next few months, they might not be able to be together openly. There was plenty of time to save up for food.
Fu Jingsheng always manages to trigger Rong Yan's sensitive spots.
So even if she says no, it's only for five minutes at most before she's the one yelling "Don't stop!"
Rong Yan had a cushion under her waist, and her head was hanging off the coffee table.
Half an hour later, she was carried to the wine cabinet, where the clinking of wine glasses created beautiful music. No wonder Fu Jingsheng chose the soft-sided chair back then; he had long planned for this place to become their battlefield.
Late at night, when Rong Yan returned to the master bedroom, her legs were about to cramp.
The woman lay on the quilt, Fu Jingsheng's head pressed against her leg. After resting for a while, his hand restlessly reached out again.
Rong Yan seemed to have lost consciousness, letting Fu Jingsheng explore her, her muscles twitching from time to time.
Fu Jingsheng was not satisfied; the man's tongue licked the woman.
She smells especially good today.
Rong Yan slightly opened her eyes: "Fu Jingsheng, this is the third time."
"You haven't even broken the previous seven records, so what's three?" the man said without even looking up.
"Seven times? It was only the first night after we remarried that we hadn't been together in a long time, so it was only a lot. Can it be the same every day now?" Rong Yan tightened her legs.
"Same here. Who knows when we'll be together again tomorrow or later? I'd be willing to die today." He sucked on the woman's lips.
"It's so itchy." Rong Yan's voice suddenly became louder. "Not there, I want it... I want it... I want it, Fu Jingsheng, please stop."
Fu Jingsheng knew that the woman was aroused again, so he used his hands in conjunction with his lips to make Rong Yan wrap her arms around him.
For the last time, Rong Yan fainted.
The next morning, Rong Yan went downstairs with an umbrella.
On his way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Fu Jingsheng regretted it again.
Reporters have arrived early and are ready to report.
The man parked his car on the side of the road and checked the stock price again; sure enough, it was still falling.
He gritted his teeth: "Let's get a divorce."
The staff at the Civil Affairs Bureau recognized Rong Yan and assumed she was there to submit some paperwork, but it turned out she was there to get a divorce.
The staff thought they had misheard. How could these two, who had remarried so publicly less than half a year ago, be getting divorced again?
Have the people handling the paperwork made sure they've thought it through?
To make the divorce seem more realistic, Rong Yan even acted out arguing.
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Linwei Apartment.
The woman kept checking the news, and the negative news about Songshan Clinic had completely taken hold, with shareholders joining the flame war and demanding that Songshan repay the money.
Lin Wei used her newly registered alternate account to reveal several more details, mentioning Rong Bing's current situation and exposing how ruthless Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng are.
Rong Bing was immediately thrust into the spotlight, becoming associated with both companies.
From perpetrator to victim, netizens have expressed their sympathy for Rong Bing.
Netizens who consider themselves moral judges have posted messages calling for Rong Bing to be brought back and apologized to her. They argued that Rong Bing was simply helping everyone get rid of a cancer, and that hypocrites like Fu Jingsheng and Rong Yan should not exist.
While in Liangzhou, Rong Bing suddenly received many calls and messages from strangers, all urging her to return to Tiancheng as their leader and eliminate Rong Yan and her group.
Rong Bing slapped her head to make sure she wasn't dreaming.
She clicked on the link and found out that something had happened at Songshan Clinic.
The woman, who had lost faith in life, rekindled her hope. She looked up at the sky and asked, "Mom, are you protecting me?"
She called Lin Wei and confirmed that Songshan Clinic was currently in the eye of the storm, with people coming to the clinic every day demanding answers. Lin Wei had seen the comments, and everyone was speaking up for Rong Bing. With so many netizens supporting Rong Bing, she could indeed return to Tiancheng.
Rong Bing wished she could pack her bags and leave this awful place immediately.
Lin Wei told her to wait two days and see.
After hanging up the phone, the woman, in high spirits, personally cooked soup and went to see Guo An.
Guo An had switched to the middle shift and was eating lunch.
Upon receiving Lin Wei's call and hearing her at the door, the man ran over to open it.
Lin Wei held up the thermos in her hand: "You made it in time, didn't you? I made you some soup. You've been tired these past few days, so I added goji berries and sea cucumber."
Guo An chewed the instant noodles in his mouth twice: "It's not too late, Weiwei. You've given me such good food. I'm sorry for the expense..." He scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.
He was eating instant noodles because his colleague said the company might go bankrupt, and his salary would be uncertain in the future, so he needed to save money.
Lin Wei could already smell the instant noodles.
The woman smiled faintly: "Don't say that. You often buy me delicious food, so why are you eating instant noodles again? This stuff has no nutrition and it's bad for your health."
She walked over, put away the instant noodles, and then helped the man unscrew the thermos: "Eat it while it's hot."
Guo An held the woman in his arms; "Weiwei, no one has ever been so kind to me."
The man buried his chin in the woman's neck, feeling extremely insecure about the thought that such a beautiful woman would fall in love with a penniless man like him. He wondered if Lin Wei would suddenly leave him.
"Weiwei, don't be so good to me. If you leave one day, I won't be able to live."
Lin Wei cupped the man's face and kissed him: "Where would I go? You're so good to me, I won't go anywhere. I'll just stay with you and cling to you."
She took a sip of soup and fed it to the man: "I want to climb mountains with you again, in caves, in forests, in the wilderness..."
Guo An's desire was aroused, and he pinned the woman against the edge of the table: "Want to do it while we eat?"
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