Fu Jingchen lost his balance and almost fell.
Zhou Luo put her arm around the man's waist: "Don't leave tonight, stay."
Fu Jingchen steadied himself and touched his ear: "Am I hallucinating? You want me to stay?"
Zhou Luo snuggled closer to the man: "I'm scared."
The online abuse made Zhou Luo feel very insecure; right now, she could only rely on Fu Jingchen.
"Your brother and the others are looking for you. Is it because they want you to break up with me? Your brother hates me, doesn't he?" Although Han Yue didn't say she objected, Zhou Luo knew that Fu Jingchen listened to Fu Jingsheng the most, and that she had offended Fu Jingsheng before.
Fu Jingchen denied it: "My brother didn't mean that. He contacted me to ask about things online. He won't say who I'm with. Luo Luo, will you always believe me no matter what?"
"Yes, I'll believe whatever you say." Zhou Luo was unaware of Rong Bing's situation.
"But let me make this clear from the start: if you lie to me, even just once, I will never forgive you if I find out. If you have any problems or difficulties, you can tell me, and we can discuss it," Zhou Luo added.
Fu Jingchen's lips trembled. He had already lied to Zhou Luo, and it was still not too late to admit it, but he didn't have the courage. The man, clinging to a sliver of hope, said, "Okay."
Zhou Luo took his hand and sat him on the sofa. The two hugged and chatted for a long time.
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The next morning, a torrential downpour began in Tiancheng.
Raindrops pattered against the windowsill, making a pattering sound. Rong Yan was awakened by the noise. She checked the time; it was just seven o'clock.
She chatted with Fu Jingsheng until 3 a.m. before going to sleep, and was now very tired.
Fu Jingsheng was fast asleep.
Rong Yan gently lifted the covers and went to the study.
She had planned to go on a trip yesterday, but an unexpected event delayed her plans. She rebooked a high-speed train ticket for noon, with her destination being the southernmost point of the country.
Fu Yunlei and the others got up early, but were afraid of disturbing their parents by going out to play, so they stayed in their rooms.
Han Yue hadn't seen the children come out by nine o'clock and was worried that they were hungry because they hadn't eaten breakfast, so she knocked on the door.
Rong Shiyu opened the door. Seeing her grandmother, the little girl looked up and called out, "Grandma!"
Han Yue then noticed that her grandsons were dressed neatly and sitting on the ground playing with toys.
“You’ve been up for a while now,” she asked.
"Yeah, we played for a long time," Fu Yunlei replied.
"You didn't go out because you were afraid of disturbing the adults' rest?" Han Yue stroked her grandson's head.
"Yes, are Mom and Dad up yet? I got up to pee last night and found them still talking in the living room." It was Fu Yunlei's idea to let his younger siblings play in the room, as he knew his parents went to bed late.
Looking at the sensible children, Han Yue squatted down in front of them and said, "You can come out after you get up in the future, just keep your voice down. Breakfast is already prepared. Aren't you hungry if you don't eat at this time? Grandma thought you hadn't gotten up yet, so she didn't dare to call you."
“Okay, Grandma.” The children nodded in unison.
Fu Jingsheng opened his eyes when he heard the alarm clock and realized that his wife was not beside him.
The man put on a coat and went outside. Several children were eating breakfast and greeted their father warmly.
"Did Mom go out?" Fu Jingsheng asked.
"No? Mom hasn't gotten up yet, has she?" Fu Yunlei shook his head.
"They might be in the study. I'll go check." Fu Jingsheng walked towards the study.
Rong Yan sat in front of the computer, lost in thought.
After booking the tickets early in the morning, I wanted to write for a while, but when I opened the document, I found that I was in no mood at all.
She touched this and that, and finally sat down in the chair, staring aimlessly at the screen.
Fu Jingsheng turned the doorknob and came in.
Hearing the door open, Rong Yan slowly raised her head.
"Wife," Fu Jingsheng walked to his wife's side, "working so hard?"
Rong Yan rested her chin on her hand: "Work hard on P, I haven't done anything for two hours, I have no ideas, those trivial things on the internet are affecting my mood too much."
“If you can’t write it, take a few days off. Don’t force yourself. Is the statement ready?” Fu Jingsheng asked.
“Yes, the time is set. The message will be sent out automatically as soon as we leave Tiancheng.” Rong Yan said thoughtfully after a while, “I wonder what everyone will say after this statement is sent out.”
"No need to think about it. Just log out of the account after posting. Out of sight, out of mind." Fu Jingsheng leaned against the desk. "Let's go out for breakfast. No one can stop us from going on a trip today."
When Han Yue saw her daughter-in-law come out, she quickly went to the kitchen to serve her some hot porridge.
At Fu Jingchen's company, the man and Zhou Luo entered together.
Colleagues greeted him one after another.
Liu Yi, whose resignation was rejected the day before, arrived early. She buried her head in front of the computer and didn't look at anyone who came in.
But Zhou Luo took the initiative to go over and greet her.
Liu Yi frowned. He had tried his best to remain calm. What did Zhou Luo mean? Was this greeting absolutely necessary?
"Sister Liu, Mr. Fu asked me to give this to you." Zhou Luo handed the scallion pancake to Liu Yi.
Liu Yi was instantly dumbfounded. What did that mean? President Fu bought her breakfast? Because she resigned yesterday?
Liu Yi glanced at Zhou Luo's other hand out of the corner of her eye; it was empty, indicating that she hadn't brought anyone else's breakfast.
Liu Yi took it, forcing a smile: "Oh, please thank President Fu for me."
"Okay, I'm going in. A new day has begun, let's be full of energy!" Zhou Luo made a cheering gesture, which Liu Yi found awkward no matter how she looked at it.
Fu Jingchen took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He turned on his computer and found that his news was no longer trending. Things had gradually calmed down.
"Breakfast has been given to Sister Liu," Zhou Luo reported.
"She didn't give you any trouble, did she?" Fu Jingchen hadn't planned to bring breakfast for Liu Yi; it was all Zhou Luo's idea. He had to admit that Zhou Luo had a high EQ.
"How could I possibly make things difficult? You can't hit a smiling tiger, can you? Sister Liu is so important to the company, of course we have to keep her, right? She asked me to thank you." Zhou Luo pouted, "It's just that our relationship has gotten out, and we're still in the same office. Do you think our colleagues will get the wrong idea if the door is closed? Should we leave it open?"
“Okay, we can be together in the evening, and then we can focus on our work during the day,” Fu Jingchen agreed.
Zhou Luo felt safer with the door open, and her mood immediately lightened.
It was almost noon.
Han Yue and the others set off for the train station.
She called Rong Bing to inquire about his situation.
"Bingbing, we're leaving Tiancheng for a few days. Call us if you need anything," Han Yue said.
"Want to go out and have some fun?" Rong Bing asked.
"Yeah, just relax. I told Auntie that if you need help cooking, just call me anytime and I'll have her come over." Han Yue did this entirely for her adopted son.
"Thank you, Auntie." Rong Bing was clear about her grudges and gratitude. Besides, she knew that Fu Jingsheng and his group were also having a hard time. The public opinion these past few days had already turned Fu Jingsheng and his group into a bunch of scoundrels. At this time, she was very grateful that Han Yue could think of her.
"Don't say that. By the way, Rongyan asked me to tell you that she'll arrange a job for you when she gets back," Han Yue relayed her daughter-in-law's words.
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