“I’ll come over and explain.” Liang Jia knew Lu Kai was anxious, so she first tried to calm him down. “See you in Jinwan.”
Lu Kai was seething with anger, but he also wanted to know what Liang Jia was up to, so he agreed to meet her immediately.
Liang Jia was a little worried. After arriving in Jinwan, she mentally prepared herself in the garage, wondering if Lu Kai would get angry at her without asking any questions.
The woman was terrified when she knocked on the door. Lu Kai called out, "Come in."
Liang Jia lowered her head and opened the door.
"Come here." He beckoned to her.
Liang Jia stood there, not daring to move: "Sir, let me explain first before I go over."
The woman spoke rapidly as she explained why she had blocked Lu Kai.
The man's lips curled into a smile: "I think I've guessed it, I just want you to confirm it. Come here, don't be afraid."
Liang Jia walked over slowly.
Lu Kai pulled her to sit on his lap, resting his chin on her forehead, and gently touched the scars on Liang Jia's body.
Liang Jia developed the illusion that Lu Kai had really changed for the better.
The man became excited, binding Liang Jia's hands with his tie: "Is this still okay?"
He sought the woman's opinion.
"Um."
Liang Jia stayed in the hospital for several days, and Lu Kai felt restless and bored.
To prevent the woman's arm from being hurt by the tightness, he took a towel and wrapped it around her hand.
Liang Jia's eyes were filled with tears: "Sir, you have never cared for me like this before."
Lu Kai kissed away the woman's tears, then picked her up and placed her on the sofa.
Liang Jia's bound hands were raised above her head, and her legs were restrained by the man.
Lu Kai lay in the middle, then suddenly slid down, sucking on the woman's private parts.
Liang Jia opened her eyes wide and tried to cover them, but her hands were tied.
“Sir, no, it’s dirty,” she said, twisting her body.
Lu Kai pressed down on the woman's lower abdomen: "It's not dirty, don't move, it feels very comfortable, I like it."
"Ugh... um... sir." Liang Jia couldn't help but groan.
After the pleasure, Liang Jia completely forgot that she had just come from the hospital. Lying on top of the man, she kept saying, "Sir, you are so good to me."
Art museum market.
Chen Yue practically dragged herself back to the car, but the four children weren't tired at all, so she had the driver accompany them to continue shopping.
Han Yue reclined her chair and lay flat. "I'm not tired after a day of sightseeing, so why is shopping at the market so tiring?"
She deduced that it must be because she was moving too fast with the children.
By evening, the driver and Xiaobaihe were laden with bags and packages, and the four children finally left the market, still reluctant to leave.
Several people on the bus showed Grandma what they had bought. Han Yue's mind was about to explode, but she was Grandma, so she had to listen patiently.
She sent Fu Jingsheng a message, recording the chattering of her grandchildren, and added the words, "Make it up to me when you get home!"
Fu Jingsheng saw the message at the hotel that night: compensation. If it weren't for the fact that he was listed as the father of the children on their household registration, he wouldn't have wanted these ungrateful wretches.
He still needs to find someone to compensate him.
The man replied, "He deserves a beating; don't let it go."
Han Yue was wearing a face mask and scrolling through her phone when her son suddenly said something like that. What did he mean by that?
She retorted, "What? You're not going to take responsibility for your child?"
The two started arguing back and forth, and somehow it escalated to the point where their mother-son relationship was over. Fu Jingsheng was about to reply with "okay" when he found that he had been blocked.
When Rong Yan came out of the shower, she heard Fu Jingsheng talking and asking what was wrong.
Upon learning that her husband had argued with his mother, she listened to their conversation and was both amused and exasperated.
Is there no one mature in this family? Is age just a decoration?
Rong Yan leaned against the dressing table, her hand on her husband's shoulder: "You really are something. When has Mom ever been so patient? She's already made great progress. I just complained a little, and you still argue with me."
Fu Jingsheng wasn't really angry; he was just arguing with his mother and got impatient in the end.
Can I borrow your phone?
Fu Jingsheng reached out and took it.
"Be polite." Rong Yan tapped the chat window with her mother-in-law.
Fu Jingsheng sent a short voice message to reconcile.
Han Yue deliberately didn't reply, thinking to herself that this kid was getting impatient.
After the children finished their baths, they came to find her again.
Fu Yunlei asked his grandmother if they could go to that market again next time.
When Han Yue looked at her grandson, she immediately smiled and readily agreed, "Yes."
Rong Shimo took out a gift from her pocket: an enamel hairpin.
"Grandma gave it to you."
The other three children also took out gifts one after another, laying them out on the table. It turned out that after Han Yue went back to the car, the four children had prepared things for her and had been hiding them.
Han Yue hugged the children, feeling that it was all worth it after a long day.
After sending the message, Fu Jingsheng received no reply. He crossed his arms in front of him and said, "I told you, I shouldn't have bowed down first. I even acted all high and mighty."
Rong Yan leaned on her husband's shoulder and rubbed his cheeks: "Okay, it's nothing, cheer up. Shall we go out for a late-night snack? There's a seafood market nearby, it's on me."
"You went out after taking a shower?" Fu Jingsheng turned his head and asked.
"Yeah, I took a shower because I was all sweaty and sticky this afternoon. I hope it feels better. I can take another shower after supper. Come on." Rong Yan took Fu Jingsheng's arm.
"Okay, I haven't had dinner yet, I'm quite hungry." Fu Jingsheng thought that eating would help pass the time, otherwise he would have nothing to do at night and would have to think too much.
Rong Yan used her walking navigation and walked for more than ten minutes before smelling the delicious aroma of food.
She stopped and said, "It's right there, it smells so good."
Nothing makes her happier than delicious food. Once she saw her destination was in front of her, Rong Yan jogged over.
She stood at one end of the road, looking at the countless stalls, the air steaming with heat. The woman rubbed her hands together and asked, "Which one should I start with?"
I really want to eat grilled squid, and I also want to eat fried blue crab. There's even king crab at the night market... My mouth is watering.
Rong Yan knew that her stomach capacity was limited, and that seafood would taste different if packed away, so she had to carefully select the few she wanted to eat the most.
Women have a really hard time choosing when they walk from one end of the stall to the other.
Fu Jingsheng could tell from the aroma that a lot of seasonings had been added; it was nowhere near as healthy as the food his housekeeper made.
"Rongyan, it's not fried cleanly. Look at that dark oil. The heterocyclic amines from the grilling are very carcinogenic. I've looked around, and the seafood in the sauce is relatively better. Let's eat a little bit." Rongyan didn't know which to choose, so she simply did it herself.
Rong Yan was unhappy. She muttered, "This is a trendy night market. There's not much technology or fancy food. Besides, I don't eat here often. I don't care, I want to eat here."
At this moment, Rong Yan is no different from a child who hasn't grown up.
Fu Jingsheng coaxed her like a daughter, "Then you can only have two bites of each one."
"I wonder who was it at the hotel who said I was being childish. Right now, what's the difference between that person and a three-year-old?" the man continued.
Rong Yan: "Well done, Fu Jingsheng. You take revenge whenever you get the chance, huh?"
"No, okay, go ahead and eat. I'll take care of you if you get a stomachache."
Fu Jingsheng kept saying that this was unhealthy and that was unhealthy, but seeing his wife eating with relish, he couldn't help but start eating too.
They kept saying how delicious it was while they ate.
After returning from the night market, both of them had bulging bellies and couldn't sleep, so they went for a walk by the lake.
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