Rong Yan sank into the soft blankets.
One hand was around Fu Jingsheng's neck, while the other hand roamed downwards, and her lips were not idle either.
To get a woman to respond proactively.
Fu Jingsheng curled his lips: "So conservative outside the bedroom, but so—sexy inside."
"However, I like it, so I can't blame the wine today."
Rong Yan let out a long breath: "This time I'm thinking clearly."
She cooperated with the man in various positions.
A half-empty glass of lemonade on the bedside table had overflowed.
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The alarm clock rang at seven o'clock, marking the beginning of the new year.
Rongyan lives in a Chinese neighborhood where people still observe the customs of Chinese New Year. Even if neighbors don't usually visit each other, they still go from house to house to exchange New Year's greetings on this day.
The children got up before dawn, put on their new Chinese clothes, and prepared a full basket of chocolates to share with the neighbors who came to pay their respects for the New Year.
The maid cooked red date dumplings, symbolizing a year of sweetness and family reunion.
Rong Yan turned off the alarm clock and got out of bed, feeling a little swayed.
When Fu Jingsheng crawled out of bed, his calf suddenly cramped, and the man's face contorted: "My leg cramped up."
Rong Yan propped herself up on the headboard with one hand; she wasn't in much better shape.
The woman rummaged through the drawer and pulled out various health capsules, prepared a set for Fu Jingsheng, and made him take them.
With proper nutrition, you'll have energy during the day.
After finishing his washing up, Fu Jingsheng didn't forget to take a few minutes to ask Rong Yan how she felt yesterday.
"I'm a man who's been through two years, from New Year's Eve to the Spring Festival. Are you satisfied?" he asked, his legs cramping, showing that he had reached his physical limit.
Rong Yan's eyes darted around unconsciously; who would be discussing these things so early in the morning?
"It's alright." You can't be too certain; you have to leave room for improvement. It would be embarrassing to say it's amazing.
Fu Jingsheng was taken aback: "So you're not satisfied? We were on the road all day yesterday and didn't get enough rest. Let's rest tonight and come back tomorrow."
"Heh, heh, heh." Rong Yan laughed for a moment, then paused, her smile clearly bitter. "It can't be that bad, it's fine."
"The first sentence is true, I understand." No matter what Rong Yan said afterward, Fu Jingsheng didn't believe her.
"Dad~" Fu Yunlei circled around the bedroom door a few times, then knocked a few times and called out, "Dad, get up! My sister and I are ready and waiting for you to take us to visit relatives for the New Year."
The sun has already risen, but Dad and the others are still sleeping.
Rong Yan urged Fu Jingsheng, "Hurry up and get out of here, the children are getting anxious."
Xu Nan wore a red fleece-lined cheongsam and light makeup today, and looked quite radiant.
Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng were both wearing black down jackets, because Rong Yan was afraid of the cold.
The chat box was overflowing with New Year's greetings.
Most of the messages came from colleagues; to save time, the woman sent a group message.
Han Yue took a short walk in the neighborhood this morning and was just invited to play mahjong by the other wives.
Before sitting down at the table, she sent Rong Yan a video.
In the shot, Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng stand at the back, while the four children squeeze in front. The boys are handsome and the girls are beautiful, and everyone looks radiant.
Han Yue couldn't help but say, "Whose child is so handsome?"
Rong Shiyu led her younger siblings in wishing their grandmother a Happy New Year.
A short while later, the children received money transfers in their smartwatches.
It's rare that everyone is off work.
At noon, the neighbors invited Rongyan to their homes for a chat.
Fu Jingsheng stayed behind to spend time with the children.
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In Tiancheng, Rong Bing is in her grandmother's room, sorting through her grandmother's belongings.
Grandma left in such a hurry, without saying anything. She only remembered that Grandma had told her before that she wanted to be buried with Grandpa after she passed away.
In the locked drawer of the wardrobe, there was a savings book containing the money she had set aside for her medical treatment. She would use it to pay for medical care if she got sick, and if it wasn't enough, she wouldn't go for treatment.
Grandma Rong doted on her granddaughter and told her almost everything.
She also told her granddaughter that if she passed away, all the gold jewelry would be left to Rong Bing, and Rong Bing would know where the jewelry was.
"Bingbing." Huo Shufen saw her daughter go into her mother-in-law's room early in the morning, and several hours passed without her coming out.
Worried that her daughter was too grief-stricken, she stood at the door and called out.
“Mom, I’m fine. I want to stay a little longer,” Rong Bing replied.
At this time in previous years, she would first go to her grandmother's room to kowtow and wish her a Happy New Year. Even though she was already thirty years old, her grandmother would still give her a red envelope.
Rong Bing found the key that her grandmother had hidden and opened each drawer of the dresser.
Inside are my grandmother's various certificates and award certificates from her childhood.
When she reached the last layer, the woman saw a small black cloth bag.
I've never seen Grandma take that bag out; it looks like it's been around for a while.
Pull the drawstring, and inside is a photo and a jade ring with the character "顾" engraved on the back.
The photo was laminated, and the little girl in it looked familiar.
Rong Bing suddenly realized something. She pulled out a family photo and compared the people in the photo, discovering that the little girl was actually Rong Yan.
However, the person standing next to Rong Yan in this photo is not her aunt.
Why would Rong Yan take a group photo with four strangers?
Thinking back to not long ago, when Dad said that Grandma went to see Rongyan with a black cloth bag, Rongyan's attitude towards the Rong family changed.
Could there be a connection?
She called her parents in, keeping it a secret from her uncle.
Rong Tian patted his head; he understood Rong Yan's secret—the secret of her birth.
But how can you find the people in a photo based on just one picture?
“Big Brother definitely knows.” Huo Shufen held the photo in her hand. “Let’s sound him out. Things are definitely not simple.”
"If it's something we can use against you, why did Uncle let Grandma know?" Rong Bing asked, puzzled.
“Back then, your aunt wanted to marry your eldest uncle with Rong Yan, but your grandmother firmly disagreed. Your eldest uncle was the eldest son of the Rong family, how could he marry a divorced woman with a child? Your aunt’s family was also of average means, but later she suddenly agreed. At first, I thought it was because the eldest son insisted.” Rong Tian suddenly realized.
Presumably, at that time, Rong Yan's mother revealed that secret in order to marry Rong Xin: she had never been married, nor had she ever had children, and Rong Yan was not her biological daughter.
Huo Shufen remembered that Rong Xin only brought Rong Yan and her daughter into the house after she married Rong Tian.
"Wouldn't it be better to let everyone know that Rongyan isn't their biological daughter? Why are her brother and sister-in-law keeping it a secret? Unless Rongyan's biological parents are ashamed to be seen. Quick, send Rongyan a message with this photo." Huo Shufen understood.
If this really is Rong Yan's weakness, she'll be in big trouble from now on.
Rong Yan was at her neighbor's house, her phone lying to the side, and hadn't returned for several hours.
Huo Shufen and the others waited for a long time, but when they found that Rong Yan didn't respond, they sent the photo to Fu Jingsheng again.
At the same time, he posted a family photo of the Rong family, with the note: "I was just tidying up the old lady's things and found this photo and a ring. They should belong to Rong Yan's biological parents. Ask her if she wants them."
Fu Jingsheng zoomed in on the photo. The little girl in it was indeed the same person, but wasn't Rong Yan's mother Deng Qin? He had seen her before, and she was completely different from the woman in the unattended photo.
No wonder Rong Bing's attitude changed drastically after Grandma Rong visited Rong Yan.
Fu Jingsheng took the photo to his neighbor's house and called Rong Yan.
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