Zhou Luo tightened her grip on Fu Jingchen's arms.
It turns out that Fu Jingchen knew everything. He knew she lacked a sense of security, that she was anxious about losing him, and that she was afraid he would leave her.
"You know that's good, Jingchen. I'm easy to coax. If I get angry and act up in the future, please don't ignore me. Please coax me, okay?" Zhou Luo said with a sob in her voice.
"Okay." Fu Jingchen's voice was deep. "Your hands are all oily. Be good and wait for me in the living room. I'll wash the dishes."
"Okay." Zhou Luo obediently let go.
She went back to the living room, turned on the TV, and waited.
Half an hour later, the man came out of the kitchen.
His eyes immediately fell on the woman on the sofa.
Zhou Luo was wearing a black sheer halter top, with one shoulder strap hanging down to her arm. Her legs were crossed on the sofa, and her thighs were vaguely visible.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed.
"Jing Chen, come here." Zhou Luo reached out, and the other shoulder strap slipped down even further, revealing half of her body.
Who could tolerate this?
Fu Jingchen's mind went blank, but his feet unconsciously started walking towards Zhou Luo.
He leaned on the sofa, holding Zhou Luo in his arms.
"Dressed like this, you still want to?" The man looked Zhou Luo up and down.
Zhou Luo shifted her body upwards, pressing her lips against his neck: "Do you like it?"
The man's large hand slipped under her skirt: "Would you believe me if I said I didn't like you? Luo Luo, you make my blood boil."
Fu Jingchen's fingertips touched something soft, and his thoughts intensified.
He pressed Zhou Luo down onto the sofa.
Tear off the thin clothes.
This time it's even crazier than before.
Zhou Luo almost fainted.
At the end, tears welled up in my eyes.
"Luo Luo, I hurt you." Fu Jingchen regained his composure and wiped away the tears on her cheeks.
Zhou Luo shook her head: "I couldn't control myself, I wanted it myself, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all." The woman was stubborn.
Besides her waist, she also felt a stinging pain in her inner thighs and even that area.
Fu Jingchen took a blanket and covered her with it: "I'm never coming again."
——
The next morning, Rong Yan received a call from Rong Bing.
She had booked a restaurant, and Rong Bing would treat them to the meal.
Rong Bing sent her location to her sister and left a message for Han Yue.
After hearing from Rong Bing that she had already paid the deposit, I had no choice but to call my mother-in-law and ask her to make the reservation another time.
Han Yue has received the message.
Rong Bing arrived at the restaurant at noon and waited for Rong Yan and the others to come over.
Fu Jingsheng couldn't come because he was busy with the modeling test.
Han Yue got Rong Bing a peace charm.
The translucent jade looked quite valuable, so Rong Bing dared not accept it.
But Han Yue said that she had it blessed at a temple, and that the safety amulet belonged only to Rong Bing, so it would be a waste not to accept it. Rong Bing had no choice but to accept it.
"Child, the road ahead is long. Look at your aunt, she's so old, but she's still living optimistically. Don't be afraid, just keep moving forward." Han Yue didn't elaborate.
"Mm." Rong Bing nodded slightly.
"Let's not get sentimental, Rong Bing. The public lecture starts at eight o'clock, and you just made it to the first class. Don't forget to go. From now on, you'll be in charge of the course schedule and offline registration. As for your salary, I'll start with six thousand yuan. Is that acceptable?" Rong Yan asked.
Six thousand yuan isn't even enough for Rong Bing's monthly living expenses, but before, she relied on Fu Jingchen for support. So she spent money lavishly. Now, things are different; according to Tiancheng's salary standards, six thousand is a considerable sum.
"I don't need it," Rong Bing said, feeling embarrassed to take it.
“No, you’re there for eight hours straight, and sometimes you even have to work overtime, unlike us who only go when we have free time, so let’s keep things separate.” Rong Yan knew that Rong Bing was short of money, and without Fu Jingchen, she would have no source of income.
"Listen to your sister, take the six thousand first," Han Yue chimed in, trying to persuade her.
"Okay then, I'll do my best."
"You can eat lunch and dinner at Ye Jianming's place. Don't expect anything too fancy, just some simple meals. Eat whatever he has at his shop," Rong Yan continued to instruct.
"Okay, I'm not a picky eater."
In the afternoon, after leaving the restaurant, Rong Bing did not go home, but took a taxi to a coffee shop first.
She had nothing to do during the day and wanted to familiarize herself with the situation first.
Ye Jianming was alone in the shop.
The coffee shop wasn't crowded on a weekday.
Upon seeing Rong Bing approach, Ye Jianming greeted her politely, "Rong Bing."
"Ye Jianming." Rong Bing smiled at Ye Jianming, "I've come to check out my work environment and get familiar with it."
Rong Yan told her to just come and find Ye Jianming; Ye Jianming knew what she needed to do.
"I haven't had a proper job in a long time, so I might not be able to pick it up as quickly as I could. Please bear with me," Rong Bing said modestly.
"It's very simple. All you need to do is use a computer, make spreadsheets, and make and answer phone calls." Ye Jianming had already created a simple system, and Rong Bing only needed to add some things to it.
"Password." Ye Jianming led Rong Bing to the front desk.
Rong Bing turned on her computer.
Under the man's guidance, she opened the software step by step.
Rong Bing had worked as a clerk, so even though she hadn't worked for many years, she still felt like she was still there.
Within minutes, she knew how to operate the software.
"That's good. After you finish the forms each day, print one out and put it in a folder for future reference," Ye Jianming said, pointing to the empty document next to him.
"Okay, Ye Jianming, is this all the work I have to do? It won't take long." After Rong Yan got familiar with the process, she realized that six thousand was indeed too much.
"You think the workload is too light?" Ye Jianming said with a smile, "That's because today is only the first class. As more and more people come, there will be more things to register. We'll talk about it later."
"Oh, do you need any help at the coffee shop? I can't stay idle. I won't help when things get busy later." Rong Bing was trying to get her attention.
"No need, the coffee shop has two employees working in shifts, that's enough. If you really want to find something to do, I recommend a website where you can learn something." Ye Jianming gave Rong Bing a link, which turned out to be a photo editing software.
"This?" Rong Bing asked, puzzled.
“Sometimes she might need photos taken. Rongyan likes to document things, so could you take more photos for her when you have time?” Ye Jianming said.
Rong Bing understood: "Okay, I'll learn right away."
Rong Bing sat in front of the computer for three hours, and her back ached a bit. She stood up, supported herself on the table, and stretched a bit before going to a coffee shop.
Ye Jianming is shaking a coffee.
"Ye Jianming, what time are my sister and the others arriving?" Rong Bing asked.
"It might be after 7 o'clock. Would you like to eat something? You can choose between beef brisket rice and eel noodles."
"Either is fine, whichever is more convenient for you. By the way, Ye Jianming, isn't it still early after dinner? I'd like to go for a walk. I won't go far. It's been a long time since I've been to the city center, I'd like to take a look around."
"You don't need to tell me where you're going. After you officially start working, I won't be your boss anymore. You can go wherever you want. Rong Yan will pay your salary. Just be there when she comes." Ye Jianming wasn't interested in Rong Bing's whereabouts.
"Oh," Rong Bing said awkwardly. She had been overthinking things; there weren't that many people who cared about her.
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