Guo An relaxed and lay down on the sofa.
He cupped Lin Wei's waist in his hands and adjusted her to a comfortable position.
Lin Wei knew this might be her last time with Guo An. The woman deliberately let the man discard his protective instincts; she wanted to be closer to him.
The soft sofa cushions sank deeper and deeper.
Lin Wei got tired of sitting, so she leaned on Guo An. The man put all his strength into thrusting his hips upwards, making Lin Wei bounce.
The night shift security guard patrolled with a flashlight, opened the door to the large office, and a beam of light shone inside.
Guo An stopped shaking, held the woman's head, and lay flat on the sofa.
Lin Wei knew someone was coming. She deliberately bit the man's ear and quickly manipulated Guo An's inner thigh with her hand.
The man gritted his teeth.
The flashlight beam flickered, and soon the outside of the glass was pitch black again. Guo An rolled over and pinned Lin Wei underneath him.
"Use... force." Lin Wei's fingers slid across the man's back, one last time, wanting to remember it deeply.
Guo An patted the woman's buttocks: "Good."
The man suddenly exerted force, and Lin Wei's sharp voice shattered the tranquility of the night.
The lights in the large office suddenly came on.
A human silhouette was cast on the curtains.
Guo An covered Lin Wei's mouth and said, "Someone's coming, lie down."
The back of the sofa blocked the view of the two people lying on top of each other.
The night shift security guard came to the office to get the shift handover roster. When he opened the door, he seemed to hear something. He turned on the light and listened carefully. The office was quiet. He went in and walked to the small office inside. He found that the curtains of the supervisor's office were closed and guessed what had happened.
The security guard didn't go any further; he took the forms from the shelf and went downstairs.
Guo An breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the lights were off.
"Isn't there no one here?" Lin Wei asked.
"We need to hurry up and get the reports for the night shift." Guo An, who had just been hoping someone would come over, lost some of his enthusiasm after being interrupted twice.
The man ran his fingers through the woman's hair, cupped the back of her head with his palm, and pulled it to his lower abdomen.
Lin Wei brushed the man's hand away and kissed him down his abdomen.
The two continued until the early hours of the morning.
When Lin Wei came out of the office, she had a split leg.
Back in the car, she asked Guo An, "Will you forget me?"
The man applied two drops of essential oil to his temples: "What a silly question."
"Guo An, what comes to mind when you think of me? Is it comfort when you sleep with me or something else?" Lin Wei wanted to know if there was anyone who, when mentioning her, would not first think of her physical health.
Guo An replied without hesitation, "Beautiful."
Lin Wei is exactly what Guo An looks like.
“When I was pursuing you, I didn’t know our private lives were so compatible. My first impression of you was that you were very beautiful, the kind of beauty that is intellectual…” Guo An tried his best to prove that his love for Lin Wei was not because of that.
The man's sincere gaze made Lin Wei even more reluctant to leave.
But what about Li Yun?
Lin Wei spoke a lot to Guo An, as if giving his last words.
The exhausted man didn't hear what Lin Wei said, and the two of them slept in the car until dawn.
——
Fu Jingsheng didn't come to the company, worried that Rong Yan might be in danger again, so he and the woman stayed outside.
Rong Yan turned off her comment section, refusing to read the online abuse.
She had made up her mind. She would issue a statement that afternoon denying the sham divorce. After all, even the most loving couples would have countless thoughts of divorce throughout their lives. They had argued and acted impulsively, which was why they applied for the divorce. But when she encountered trouble, Fu Jingsheng was there for her immediately. She realized that Fu Jingsheng cared about her and decided not to divorce.
As for the man in the Maybach photographed online, she couldn't say that person was Fu Jingsheng. She had a reason ready: she hired someone to stage the photo to spite Fu Jingsheng.
Breakfast was delivered from the guesthouse kitchen.
Rong Yan sat in the courtyard, typing away at her keyboard, carefully crafting each word for half an hour.
Fu Jingsheng took the plate from the aunt, said thank you, and placed it on the marble round table. He stood behind Rong Yan, massaging her shoulders while looking at the words on the computer screen.
"The logic is meticulous, and the words are spoken with the most powerful force in the softest language." Fu Jingsheng seemed to have thought of something.
Why does this way of speaking seem so similar to the style of young people from before?
"Rong Yan, what were you trying to tell me that night? It was that one night, you said you were actually something, but you got interrupted and didn't say it." Fu Jingsheng recalled that during the time he lived with Rong Yan, she would sit in front of the computer for at least two hours every day.
He kept typing on the keyboard. At first, he thought Rong Yan was replying to online patients' messages. He hadn't seen what she posted. She contacted the Fu family because they were in trouble. The young man stood up to support the Fu family. Could it be...?
During his university years, Rong Yan published many articles. At that time, he thought that a girl like Rong Yan would be suitable to be a writer when she grew up.
No wonder the young man's essay supporting the Fu family mentioned how he knew Fu Jingsheng.
Rong Yan had forgotten what happened back then. She looked up in surprise: "Which day?"
"Do you know Qingnian?" Fu Jingsheng didn't dare to ask his wife directly if she was that famous writer.
"Hmm." Rong Yan remained noncommittal.
Fu Jingsheng sat halfway on the table: "Do you know them or not?"
"Guess." Rong Yan raised an eyebrow.
“That’s right. He Wei said that the male protagonist in ‘A Wife Can’t Be Neglected’ was very similar to me, and even the words he said sounded like my catchphrases. I didn’t understand at the time, but it turns out he was using that book to criticize me.” Fu Jingsheng connected all the coincidences.
Rong Yan's smile vanished: "So you knew about that book, and I've been writing every day for the past few days, and you didn't even notice. I was going to tell you on my own, but I thought I'd see when you'd figure it out yourself."
“I won’t interfere with your work. If you knew you were writing a book, I would definitely have read it. Not only read it, but I would also have made you write about me, and write the good parts.” Fu Jingsheng was afraid that Rong Yan would blame him for not paying attention to her, so he explained, “I guessed it a long time ago, and I didn’t dare to think in that direction.”
Rong Yan patted the man's shoulder: "Come on, if you could guess, I would have eaten the whole bowl."
When you can't win an argument, just shut up with a kiss.
Fu Jingsheng took the woman's lips into his mouth and sucked on them a few times.
"I was wrong." The man uttered three words softly, and then the kiss became even more intense.
Rong Yan was held down firmly, unable to utter a single word; her panting drowned out the sound of running water in the courtyard.
Fu Jingsheng is always like this.
Rong Yan liked it when men couldn't explain themselves, they would express it through actions—simple and direct, just like the CEO in her novels.
Her hands unconsciously wrapped around the man's neck, and her tongue intertwined with his.
After seeing the redness and swelling last time, Fu Jingsheng didn't touch her for several days. But this morning, his teasing of her caused a strong reaction from her.
The dampness seeped into their thin clothes; it's true that when two people are idle, they tend to overthink things.
Fu Jingsheng looked down and saw that Rong Yan's skin had finally returned to its normal color.
He rubbed it and said, "Does it not hurt anymore?"
"It doesn't hurt." The woman spread her legs apart.
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