Liang Jia scoffed: "Who needs your sympathy?"
"I can call the police and have you arrested right now." Rong Yan was furious at Liang Jia's nonchalant attitude.
Liang Jia pretended to be scared: "I'm so scared, please let me go." Then she laughed loudly, "If I act like this, will you finally get what you want? But what can I do? I'm not scared at all, I want to go in."
Seeing Liang Jia's rapidly changing, distorted expression, Rong Yan knew there was no way to communicate with this person. She stood up and said, "Pervert, you want to go in, huh? Fine, I'll grant your wish. Fu Jingsheng, let's go."
"Pervert?" Liang Jia bit her lip. She had heard these two words many times, but she never thought they would be applied to her. Pervert? Hmm? She and her husband had another similarity.
The woman's mocking expression froze; clearly, Rong Yan's words, "perverted," had stung her.
Regardless of Liang Jia's subsequent reaction, Rong Yan left the Lu Mansion without looking back, vowing never to return to this awful place.
In the pitch-black night, Fu Jingsheng and his wife walked on the road. Even in places without streetlights, the street looked brighter than the Lu Mansion, which was lit up.
Fu Jingsheng recalled Liang Jia's words and the scene he had witnessed, and a chill ran down his spine.
“Rong Yan, Liang Jia has no will to live. I have a feeling she won’t stop here. We’ll move tomorrow.” Fu Jingsheng even considered leaving Yushui Bay overnight.
They didn't have any evidence to prove that Liang Jia kidnapped Rong Shiyu, and the conversation they just had wasn't enough to send her in.
The person who saved Rong Shiyu was also not found.
Rong Yan instinctively gripped her husband's hand tightly, a wave of fear washing over her.
They rushed home to remind everyone to be careful.
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Fu Jingchen's company.
Zhou Luo was about to leave work when Fu Jingchen came out at the appointed time and called her back.
Zhou Luo glanced at Liu Yi out of the corner of his eye, afraid that Liu Yi would notice something was wrong.
Liu Yi was engrossed in entering reports when he heard Fu Jingchen's voice. He greeted him with a normal expression: "President Fu, I'll go home as soon as I finish what I'm doing."
Fu Jingchen nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."
Zhou Luo followed the man to the office. Fu Jingchen deliberately left the door open and loudly inquired about Zhou Luo's studies over the past few days.
Zhou Luo cleverly cooperated, telling Fu Jingchen that Supervisor Liu had taught her a lot and that she was a very good boss.
"Where are we going to eat later?" Fu Jingchen asked in a low voice.
"I'm not feeling well today, so I want to go home and rest early. Contact me via WeChat if you need anything," Zhou Luo deliberately refused.
"What's wrong?" Fu Jingchen asked with concern.
Zhou Luo deliberately said, "I'm leaving when it comes to women's matters."
After leaving the office, she told Liu Yi and headed straight for the parking lot with her bag.
Fu Jingchen then closed the door, pondering Zhou Luo's words. A woman's matter? Could she be on her period?
Fu Jingchen had heard Rong Bing mention something before: some women experience severe discomfort during their periods, even excruciating pain. He wondered if Zhou Luo would experience the same.
He's going to take a look.
The man searched online for ways to relieve menstrual discomfort, and following the instructions, he went to the supermarket and pharmacy to prepare the necessary items.
Back in the car, I waited a while, calculating how long it would take Zhou Luo to get home.
Rong Bing borrowed her aunt's phone at Yushui Bay and called Fu Jingchen, ostensibly to tell him that Rong Shiyu had returned, but actually wanted to talk to him.
Upon hearing Rong Bing's voice, the man immediately prepared to hang up without thinking twice.
“Jingchen, Shiyu is back,” Rong Bing said directly.
"My brother told me." After saying that, Fu Jingchen pressed the hang-up button.
Rong Bing had no further chance to speak.
She returned the phone to the aunt, sat back on the sofa dejectedly, and stared blankly.
Rong Bing only cheered up when she heard the roar of a car engine and knew that her sister had returned.
Rong Yan stormed into the house, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Slow down." Fu Jingsheng patted her back with concern, reminding her to be careful.
No one dared to step forward and ask what had happened.
Rong Bing could feel the anger emanating from her sister even from a great distance.
She hesitated for a moment, then realized that Rong Yan hadn't noticed her, so she braced herself and went over: "Sister."
"Why are you here?" Rong Yan's question was as expected.
Rong Bing stammered, "Sister, I came to see Xiaoyu. I've already seen her, and I was thinking of waiting for you to come back so I could say hello before I left."
"I'm back. You can leave now," Rong Yan said coldly.
Rong Bing knew that Rong Yan was not someone to be trifled with when she was angry, so she nodded slightly: "Okay, see you another day."
When Rong Yan saw Rong Bing's appearance, she thought of Liang Jia. The two of them were cut from the same cloth, never learning their lesson.
So she transferred her anger from Liang Jia to Rong Bing: "Don't come if there's nothing wrong. We're moving out of here right away."
"Oh," Rong Bing replied lightly.
Besides Chen Xiu, Tiancheng only had Rong Yan left to talk to. And Chen Xiu was just an ordinary person like herself. If she wanted to deal with Zhou Luo, she could only rely on Rong Yan.
She listened to everything Rong Yan said.
She was willing to do anything to regain Rong Yan's trust.
Rong Bing's back trembled. Rong Yan glanced at her and wondered if she had been too harsh on her. In any case, she had come to Yushui Bay out of concern.
But when she thought about how Liang Jia had also ended up like that, and how pitying others didn't end well, she hardened her heart again.
Rong Shiyu played with her brother and sister for a while, then came to the living room for a drink of water and noticed that her mother was in a bad mood.
She asked, "Mom, is something about me making you unhappy?"
Rong Yan's lips instantly curved into a smile as she said, "No, Mom is just a little tired today. I'm not upset. Go have fun."
Rong Shiyu left, turning back every few steps.
Han Yue and her aunt were chatting in the back garden when they heard that their daughter-in-law and the others had returned, so they quickly went to the front.
"Any results yet?"
Han Yue asked.
Rong Yan called her mother-in-law to the study and told her everything Liang Jia had said.
After listening, the old man touched the goosebumps on his arm: "This madman is capable of anything. Rong Yan, in my opinion, we need to move now. Also, should we hire two people to protect the children?"
"No need for that, Mom. In the future, we should try not to go out alone, and avoid going to places with few people," Rong Yan instructed.
"We've turned a perfectly good life into a war of attrition," Han Yue said angrily, stomping her foot. "We can't let her get away with this."
Rong Yan contacted the truck drivers that night, and several trucks would move the house together early the next morning.
They immediately booked several professional organizers to help them tidy up.
Shen Xingzhi and the others helped pack it up.
"Rongyan, we're getting further and further apart. Will we only be able to see each other when we go to work from now on?" Shen Xingzhi asked, looking disappointed.
“It’s only 60 kilometers, a few tens of minutes’ drive. The frequency of our gatherings won’t decrease. You can come to my house anytime you have time,” Rong Yan said, stopping her work to comfort her best friend.
Ye Jianming stood next to Rong Yan with his hands clasped together, making a final attempt to persuade her: "My house is empty, are you sure you don't want to move your things there?"
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