Rong Yan's lips unconsciously curled into a smile.
He's here!
The woman turned around and met Fu Jingsheng's deep eyes.
The setting sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting its light on the man's face and shading his sculpted features in a way that was both bright and dark.
He was like a knight emerging from the darkness, radiating a dazzling light.
Rong Yan's heart skipped a beat.
Fu Jingsheng had a Donkey scarf draped over his arm.
He helped Rong Yan put it on: "K Country is colder than Tiancheng, wear more clothes, see you next year."
Rong Yan tightened the scarf around her neck: "Thank you, see you next year."
“Dad came to see us off.” Fu Yunlei spun around in place.
The children were overjoyed and kissed their father repeatedly on the face.
——
Fu Jingsheng took some time in the evening to visit Puyue Mansion and have dinner with the old lady and the others.
Knowing that her eldest grandson was coming home, the old lady called her youngest grandson and told him not to work overtime that night.
The two brothers hadn't seen each other for a while. During this time, Fu Jingchen had been busy with work and was much better. The old lady wanted to praise her younger grandson in front of her eldest grandson, hoping that the two brothers would be like before.
Fu Jingchen had originally planned to spend the evening with Rong Bing, but after receiving a call from his grandmother, he had to cancel their appointment.
The man was socializing in the city on Sunday when he ran into Rong Bing.
Fu Jingchen, who had been drinking that night, was taken to the bedroom by Rong Bing.
Since Rong Bing opened the restaurant, she has specially reserved a room in the backyard so that she can stay at the restaurant when she is busy.
Rong Bing knew that Fu Jingchen had moved back to Puyue Mansion. Sure enough, mistakes made by family members can always be forgiven, but her situation was different.
Fu Jingchen has been single for two months.
Rong Bing pretended to feed the man hangover soup, while her hand intentionally or unintentionally touched the man's face.
Seeing that Fu Jingchen didn't refuse, she simply sat on his lap and asked, "Was the food good today? Knowing you were coming, I specially brought you oysters cooked in a pressure cooker."
Fu Jingchen's hand roamed over the woman's left shoulder; Rong Bing's body was burning hot.
The woman's scars were obvious, but fortunately her clothes could barely cover them. Worried that the man's hand would touch her wrinkled skin, she took Fu Jingchen's hand and placed it directly between her legs.
Rong Bing is not tall, but she has a great figure, especially her long, thin, and white legs, which Fu Jingchen adores.
He once said that he could play with those legs until he died.
Rong Bing knew her advantage, so she deliberately lifted her skirt up and stretched out her toes as far as possible.
Besides using suggestive actions, the woman deliberately mentioned that her mother was forcing her to go on blind dates.
The two-pronged approach indeed threw Fu Jingchen into disarray.
"A blind date? With whom?" A pang of jealousy rose in the man's heart. "Did I agree to it?"
"I'm not young anymore, I can't just stay single, Jingchen. Although I love you, you don't want me." Rong Bing squeezed out a few tears.
"I know it sounds too humble to say this, but I miss you so much every day. I'd even be willing to be your lover without any title."
Fu Jingchen lifted the woman's chin with his fingers and kissed her helpless eyes.
It is clear that Rong Bing cannot obtain what she desires, yet she still insists on having it.
She pushed Fu Jingchen away forcefully: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper. Please stay away from me, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
Rong Bing got up from the man, but before she could stand up, he pulled her back and she fell back into his arms.
Dry wood and raging fire, a spring night in full bloom.
The two secretly reconciled and met up at restaurants from time to time.
——
Rong Bing put on makeup, waiting for Fu Jingchen to come over that evening, but the man unexpectedly sent a message saying he couldn't come because Fu Jingchen had gone home.
The woman was unhappy because Fu Jingchen was always with her. Whenever the old lady called and asked him to go back, he would leave her without hesitation.
Knowing that Rong Bing was angry, Fu Jingchen coaxed her, "Be good, I'll take you to buy a bag tomorrow. I need to get along well with my brother so that he can agree to our relationship."
Fu Jingchen's statement makes sense.
Rong Bing sent a short voice message: "Yeah, come over if you have time after dinner. We've got something new for tonight."
Fu Jingchen replied with a cheek-pinching emoji: [Don't always run around outside while I'm not around. What if someone takes a liking to you? Wear a longer skirt and more clothes. I'll love you later.]
Puyue Mansion hasn't been this lively in a long time.
The old lady felt much better when she saw her two grandsons return.
The housekeeper, Liu, was busy with the servants in the afternoon.
Fu Jingchen saw his brother's fawning smile.
He offered cigarettes and alcohol.
Ever since he learned that his younger brother had framed Rong Yan seven years ago, causing him to go to great lengths to win Rong Yan back, Fu Jingsheng harbored a lot of resentment towards his brother.
He pretended not to care, after all, his grandmother was still counting on him to take care of her.
He casually pulled out two cigarettes and started smoking with Fu Jingchen.
Fu Jingchen probed for information: "How are things between you and your sister-in-law now?"
"That's all there is to it." Fu Jingsheng said expressionlessly.
"It's all my fault, brother, I want to make it up to you."
"No need, let's go eat." The man stubbed out his cigarette and changed the subject; he didn't want to discuss Rong Yan with his family.
"Yes, brother, just let me know if you need anything."
In the restaurant.
The old lady asked Butler Liu to sit at the table.
After the family fell apart, Liu Xue was the person who spent the most time with her.
Halfway through the meal, the old man put down his chopsticks and asked, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, are you all coming back for dinner?"
"I'm back," Fu Jingchen replied without hesitation.
Fu Jingsheng swallowed the food in his mouth: "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. There's no such thing as the Spring Festival abroad."
"Does it have to be on Christmas Eve?" The old lady was instantly displeased.
"Brother, let's have the family reunion dinner tomorrow before you leave. There are only a few of us left at home now."
Fu Jingsheng looked troubled: "No, the plane tickets are booked. Work matters can't be changed so easily. Let's have a family reunion dinner tonight, and I'll come back next week to have another one with you."
The man persisted.
"Looks like you don't want to live with this old lady. Fine, work is more important. What family reunion? Our family hasn't been together since your father passed away," the old lady said sarcastically.
"Grandma, my mom is coming back tomorrow. She called me a few days ago."
"It doesn't matter whether your mother comes back or not. I've gotten used to her not being around for the past few years," the old lady said defiantly.
“Okay, I’ll let my mom stay at my place, and this house will be left to you and Jingchen.”
The old lady changed her mind: "Why are you still out here now that you're back? Xiao Liu, prepare some of your favorite dishes for tomorrow, you remember, right?"
"Then, brother, call me when you get back." Since the old lady didn't object, Fu Jingchen didn't know what to say.
After dinner, Fu Jingsheng chatted with the old lady for a few minutes before leaving Puyue Mansion under the pretext that he had work to do.
Fu Jingchen said he would see his brother off, and after leaving, he didn't come back. He went straight to Rong Bing's place.
midnight.
Rong Bing heard the door open and knew that Fu Jingchen had arrived.
The woman lifted the covers; she was wearing a flight attendant uniform today.
Fu Jingchen opened the door and was immediately drawn to Rong Yan's short skirt that barely covered her buttocks.
He kicked the door shut.
"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, I can't be with you, but I'll feed you well today," Fu Jingchen said, pinning Rong Bing's slender hand behind the door.
Thump thump thump—
The urgent knocking on the door broke the lewd and decadent atmosphere inside the room.
Huo Shufen stood outside the door.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
