Rong Bing refused to believe that Fu Jingchen had no feelings for her.
She lied to herself, saying that Fu Jingchen was just angry, and that they could be together again once he calmed down.
Chen Xiu wished she could replace Rong Bing's brain. After being scolded like that by Fu Jingchen, she was still praising that man. Rong Bing's head must have been kicked by a donkey.
"He has no feelings for you at all, understand? A person who truly loves you wouldn't have the heart to say a harsh word. In his heart, you're not even as important as one of his company's employees. Stop fantasizing." Chen Xiu said each word clearly, "Bingbing, this is the last time I'll hear you talk about Fu Jingchen. If you say anything about him again, I won't come to see you."
Rong Bing had no choice but to stop mentioning men.
B&B.
Fu Jingchen and Zhou Luo returned from their walk.
The man collapsed onto the living room sofa, his heels aching and sore.
Zhou Luo touched Fu Jingchen's forehead with the back of her hand: "You don't have a fever?"
"How could I have a fever?" Fu Jingchen asked, puzzled.
"Then why are you so listless at night?" Although Zhou Luo hadn't spent many days with Fu Jingchen, Fu Jingchen was always full of energy whenever they were together. Even when he worked overtime until late at night, he wouldn't be like this. He had just gone for a walk and sat down by the lake to rest not long after he left, and he stayed there until he came back.
It's only a ten-minute walk from the lakeside to the guesthouse, and I didn't feel anything when I walked it. But as soon as Fu Jingchen got home, he lay down, and Zhou Luo began to suspect that the man was sick.
"After tilling the land twice, how could I not be tired?" Fu Jingchen omitted the time he spent with Rong Bing.
Zhou Luo joked, "Didn't someone say they wouldn't sleep tonight and would do it seven times? You're tired after just two times?"
Fu Jingchen had seven experiences, but each lasted only three minutes. Now, it often lasts ten or twenty minutes, which is incomparable.
"Come on," Zhou Luo said, moving closer to Fu Jingchen. "Weren't you fierce?"
Fu Jingchen was truly dejected, and coupled with his bad mood after being tricked by Rong Bing, how could a man say no? He roused himself, rolled over, and pounced on Zhou Luo: "You can try, see if I can do it again."
"Who's afraid of who?" Zhou Luo tried to understand the man's psychology, and the woman suddenly froze.
"What's wrong?" Fu Jingchen asked when he saw Zhou Luo standing there in a daze.
Zhou Luo sat up and carefully examined the hickeys on the man's neck. The ones left a couple of days ago had disappeared, but Zhou Luo had noticed them when they were together that afternoon. So why did they reappear?
Fu Jingchen quickly sat up, touching his neck. Could it be...?
His mind went blank.
Zhou Luo pried his hand away: "That's strange. I didn't bite anything this afternoon, so how come there's a strawberry here?"
The woman was puzzled. She knew that Fu Jingchen had gone out for a while and it was impossible for him to go out to find other women. They had been intimate twice that afternoon, and Fu Jingchen didn't seem that thirsty.
While the man was thinking of a reason, Zhou Luo answered his own question: "I know, it wasn't completely eliminated. We kissed again this afternoon. It didn't come out then, but it came out later."
"Well, I wouldn't run off and do something with someone halfway through, would I? Luckily, it's low." Fu Jingchen echoed Zhou Luo's words.
"I need to check it after I finish it next time," Zhou Luo reminded herself.
"Or perhaps we could change positions, like here?" Fu Jingchen, having narrowly escaped, pointed to Zhou Luo's soft breasts. "You can't see from here, but you can still kiss me there."
After saying that, the man buried his head in front of Zhou Luo, grinding his teeth slightly.
A soft moan escaped her lips as Zhou Luo braced herself with her hands behind her back, her V-neck pulled open.
Fu Jingchen sucked greedily.
This time he was quick, confessing in just a few minutes.
Zhou Luo rested his chin on the sofa armrest, too exhausted to speak.
——
Lanshan Garden.
After Rongyan helped the children finish their homework, the four little cuties obediently went back to their own rooms, washed up, and went to bed.
Rong Yan stretched her limbs and went to her mother-in-law's place.
Han Yue was watching videos with her earphones in, and the funny clips brought sunshine to her gloomy mood after a long day.
She watched and laughed, not hearing her daughter-in-law knocking on the door.
When Rong Yan saw that the door hadn't opened for a while, she simply turned the lock and saw Han Yue standing on the balcony, with bursts of laughter coming from her.
She called out loudly, "Mom." Only then did Han Yue turn around.
It seems I've been too hard on myself; my mother-in-law is quite good at self-regulating.
"Rong Yan." Han Yue smiled and took her daughter-in-law's hand. "Are Yun Lei and the others asleep?"
"Um."
Han Yue took off her headphones and paused the video call: "Close the door and let's talk."
After dinner, Han Yue wanted to talk to her daughter-in-law, but her grandsons needed their mother to help them with their homework, so she went into the room first.
Han Yue saw the news, which was still trending, and it didn't calm down because they didn't reply.
Han Yue has always been free-spirited and cannot tolerate the slightest grievance, especially being wronged.
She rolled up her sleeves: "To deal with those who distort the truth, we need to use extraordinary measures. Old Deng knows people in the underworld. Didn't Jian Ming find out about those people? Why don't we go and scare them?"
If Rong Yan followed her heart, she would support her mother-in-law. She would be too lenient with fear; she should have grabbed her and torn her mouth apart. But reason wouldn't allow her to do that.
“Mom, I’m just like you, but we can’t break the law. They’ve done wrong. Once we’ve collected the evidence, we’ll hand it over to the police, and they’ll be punished by law. I’m just worried that you might act on your own, so I wanted to talk to you. We can’t afford to make any mistakes at this time. Maybe those people are deliberately trying to provoke us and set us up.”
When Fu Jingsheng returned from buying fruit, he found his wife was not in the room. He guessed she was with his mother, so he brought the fruit over.
Sure enough, I saw Rong Yan.
“Husband.” Rong Yan smiled and looked at Fu Jingsheng.
"I bought mangosteens, have some." Fu Jingsheng opened the fruit bag and started peeling them for his wife.
Han Yue repeated her thoughts to her son, but to her surprise, Fu Jingsheng, like Rong Yan, rejected them without hesitation.
Fu Jingsheng's tone was much firmer than Rong Yan's: "Mom, don't make things worse. You don't have to do anything. Ye Jianming's investigation is almost complete. All the evidence can be transferred tomorrow. Whether to freeze the account or arrest people, the police will make their own judgment."
"I've been thinking, since we have so much going on at home these days, why don't we just stop doing anything and go out for a few days?" Fu Jingsheng had lost all interest in working.
Rong Yan agreed.
The three of them discussed it and set off the following afternoon.
The next morning.
Yu Wenhao went to Shen Xingzhi's house early in the morning.
The man sat at the door, waiting for Shen Xingzhi to get up.
At 7:30, the woman went outside and saw the man sitting on the ground. Thinking that some pervert was going to harm her, she kicked and punched the man at the same time, yelling, "You pervert!"
“Xingzhi, it’s me,” Yu Wenhao said, covering his face.
"Yu Wenhao, what are you doing sitting at my door so early in the morning?" Shen Xingzhi looked closely and, sure enough, it was him.
"The accounts you asked me to report yesterday were successfully banned," Yu Wenhao reported. "We can't do it at the clinic, we have to come here."
"I'm going to be late for work," Shen Xingzhi said as she hurriedly got on the elevator.
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