"I'm telling the truth. Oh, by the way, I packed some small cakes for you. Here, have some." Rong Yan handed the bag to Xiao Ke.
"Wow, even though I cooked a whole bowl of noodles and I'm stuffed, I can still stuff some cake in." No girl can resist the temptation of cake.
"I'm going to the study. I'll get some rest as soon as I'm done." Rong Yan didn't want to go out to find Fu Jingsheng and the others; she was too tired.
Hamburger shop.
Fu Yunting ordered chicken legs, fries, chicken nuggets, hamburgers... and said he was going to eat all of this by himself.
Fu Jingsheng was dumbfounded.
"You have such a big appetite?" he asked his son, puzzled.
"Dad, how long has it been since you treated us to hamburgers? I didn't know we had such big appetites," Fu Yunlei explained on behalf of his younger brother.
Fu Jingsheng has always considered fried chicken to be junk food and indeed rarely lets his children eat it.
"When Grandma picks you up from school, does she often take you to eat this?" he suddenly asked.
"No," the four children denied in unison.
"Dad, you promised to treat us to a meal, so you have to make sure we're full. Adults can't lie," Rong Shimo said, tugging at Fu Jingsheng's hand affectionately.
"Eat up, eat up." The man thought that eating a lot or a little was all the same, and he thought they were just having a snack, but it turned out to be a meal. He had already promised, so he couldn't go back on his word. He would just not bring them next time.
After eating and drinking their fill, the group went home with their bellies bulging.
Fu Jingsheng doesn't like hamburgers; he only drank a beverage at the store.
When I got home, my stomach was growling with hunger.
Rong Yan kept the study door closed, unaware that the children had returned.
The group assumed their mother was in her room and went over to greet her, but after finding the room dark, they knocked on the study door.
"Mom!" Fu Yunlei led the way and ran over.
"Did they go eat fried chicken again?" Rong Yan immediately smelled the children's scent.
Fu Yunting brought his nose closer to his sleeve: "Does it smell that strong?"
"Mom, it's a reward from Dad."
"We've already eaten, so let's not talk about it anymore. Just eat less in the future, you hear me?" Rong Yan said, pinching her son's little nose.
"knew."
"Alright, go take a bath, and then go to sleep obediently. You have school tomorrow," Rong Yan said, kissing the children on the forehead.
"Goodnight, Dad, Mom." The four of them obediently left the study.
Fu Jingsheng locked the door.
He sat at the table, eyes fixed on the computer: "Writing?"
“Hmm, honey, after this book is finished, I want to take a break for a while.” Rong Yan leaned back in her chair and stretched. “Xingzhi is going to give birth soon and will have to take maternity leave. The clinic can’t be without me, and I’ll have to take over some of her work. That means I won’t have time to write.”
“If you don’t want to write, then don’t. Honey, I don’t want you to be so tired. I know mental work is even harder. After Shen Xingzhi gave birth, her focus will be on the baby, and you won’t be free for a while.” Although Fu Jingsheng couldn’t get pregnant, he had watched his two sons grow up. Even though he didn’t have to take care of them himself, seeing how hard the postpartum nanny worked, he could guess how difficult it was to be a mother.
Before Fu Yunlei and his brother were three years old, their home was always noisy. The two children would cry and fuss at night, and several people would take turns holding them.
“You know a lot.” Rong Yan blurted out.
“I watched Xiao Lei and the others grow up. With so many people helping them, I almost had a nervous breakdown for a while, let alone my mother raising them on her own.” Fu Jingsheng was genuinely understanding.
“Yes, before the child is two years old, mothers can’t even dream of getting a full night’s sleep. How can they have the energy to work if they don’t sleep well? Even at the company, they can’t do as much as they used to.” Rong Yan sighed. “Besides, Xingzhi said that she took care of the child herself for the first few months. Even if she hires a postpartum nanny, the child will still sleep with her at night.”
"You need to put in more effort at the clinic and finish it as soon as possible, honey. I don't want you to still be working every night when I get home." Fu Jingsheng wanted to add that Rong Yan was working so hard, and if he asked her for marital relations, would he still be human? But he didn't say it.
"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible." A person's energy is limited, and Rong Yan is unwilling to let work affect her family life or even her health.
After discussing the novel, Fu Jingsheng and Rong Yan talked about whether or not to be the witnesses at their wedding.
Rong Yan didn't want to make decisions for her husband because her decisions would inevitably be influenced by her own subjective opinions.
Fu Jingchen was, after all, Fu Jingsheng's brother whom she had grown up with since childhood, and she didn't want to put Fu Jingsheng in a difficult position because of her disagreement.
She said, "It's up to you to decide, I don't care."
"Really?" Fu Jingsheng couldn't believe it.
Rong Yan held her husband's shoulders and said, word by word, "Really, follow your heart and ask yourself if you want to, don't worry about what others say."
“I feel that he is my only brother, and no matter how bad he is, he is still family. Since he asked, I couldn’t refuse.” Just as Rong Yan had expected, Fu Jingsheng himself wanted to be the officiant at the wedding.
"Then say yes. Actually, Fu Jingchen asking you to be his witness shows that you are very important to him."
“Okay, I’ll reply to him right away.” Fu Jingsheng sent a message to Fu Jingchen.
In the bedroom.
Fu Jingchen was still listing the things to prepare for the wedding when he heard a message notification and opened the app to take a look.
"Luo Luo, my brother agreed," he said happily to the woman on the bed.
Zhou Luo was resting when she heard her fiancé's words and her eyebrows rose: "It means he really treats you as family, Jing Chen. I kept thinking last night about whether I could not blame Fu Jingsheng if he didn't agree to my request. I don't think I can, because they are so important to you, but they won't even help with this little thing. It means you are not important. I can't stand them ignoring you. Fortunately, I was worried for nothing."
Fu Jingchen sat down on the edge of the bed: "So you were worried that I was unhappy, silly girl. As long as you're happy, I'm happy."
"Well, Jingchen, can I ask Rongyan out for dinner tomorrow? I want to have a good talk with her, after all, we'll be family in the future." Zhou Luo wanted to reconcile with Rongyan.
“Sure, Rong Yan is easy to talk to.” Fu Jingchen had already seen through Rong Bing’s situation that Rong Yan was a person who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
"good."
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The following day at noon.
Zhou Luo called Rong Yan and asked if she had time to have a meal together, as Zhou Luo was near the clinic.
Rong Yan didn't know what this woman wanted. She guessed it was related to the wedding, and since they had to have lunch anyway, Rong Yan agreed.
The two of them ordered two dishes at the Huaiyang cuisine restaurant next door.
Zhou Luo fell silent.
Rong Yan spoke first: "You didn't come to me just for dinner, did you?"
Zhou Luo bit her lip and continued, "Well, Rong Yan, I'm sorry about Rong Bing. I can swear on the child that Fu Jingchen and I only got together after they broke up. But I don't deny that before they broke up, I did try to get close to Fu Jingchen and showed him some concern. That's all."
Rong Yan smiled faintly: "Is that all? Why are you apologizing to me? I'm not Rong Bing."
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