Fu Jingsheng walked to the bedside, and just as his lips were about to touch Rong Yan's forehead, he suddenly looked up, afraid of waking his wife.
Unexpectedly, Rong Yan turned over and woke up. Seeing the wall lamp on, she said, "Fu Jingsheng, you're back."
She propped herself up on the mattress and sat up.
"Did I wake you up?" Fu Jingsheng said remorsefully.
"No, I just want to go to the restroom," Rong Yan said lazily.
Fu Jingsheng was about to hug her when the woman pushed him away.
“I’ll walk by myself. You must be very tired to get home so late. Go take a shower. Do you want something to eat? I’ll heat it up for you,” Rong Yan said with concern.
"No need, I'm not hungry, I'll just take a quick shower." Fu Jingsheng went to another bathroom.
After he returned from his shower, he found that Rong Yan was not asleep and was sitting on the bed waiting for her.
"Why aren't you asleep?" the man asked, wiping his wet hair.
"I'm awake, honey. Let's chat for a bit." Rong Yan leaned on the man's shoulder, and the two of them fell asleep while chatting.
I was woken up by my alarm clock in the morning.
When Rong Yan got up, she found that Shen Xingzhi had already finished breakfast and was waiting for her to go to work.
"Getting up so early."
“Pregnant women don’t get much sleep, let me get you breakfast.” Shen Xingzhi was about to go to the kitchen when Rong Yan stopped her.
"I can do it myself, I know where it is." Xiao Ke would also bring breakfast to Han Yue and the others in the morning. Han Yue wasn't here right now, but Rong Yan knew where the breakfast was.
Fu Jingsheng took a pineapple bun and went to the company.
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During the day, the students are all in class, so Han Yue and her classmates are relatively free.
The adults took leave again in the afternoon, so Lao Deng said he would take Han Yue out for a walk.
Since the class started, Han Yue has hardly ever gone out to play. Lao Deng felt quite guilty and told Han Yue several times that she could take a few days off, but Han Yue couldn't bear to see Lao Deng working alone.
Old Deng said he was going to the mall, and Han Yue assumed he was buying sports equipment, so she went with him.
I never expected that Lao Deng was buying her jewelry.
Although it was only a little over ten thousand, Han Yue didn't lack these accessories, so she refused, saying, "I already have some, why would I buy more?"
“The styles are different. This one is called gold-inlaid jade. The gourd symbolizes good fortune and prosperity. I saw a parent wearing it last time, and I specifically asked where they bought it.” Old Deng wanted to buy Han Yue any nice things he saw from others.
But Han Yue couldn't bear to let him spend money.
“I also have gold-inlaid jade, but gourds are different. I really don’t need them; I have more jewelry than I can wear.” Han Yue took Old Deng’s arm and pulled him outside.
But the man stood there motionless: "I bought that myself before. I'll give it to you as a gift if you wear it from now on. Please give me a chance."
The man's tone was sincere.
"Okay, okay, let's pick a cheaper one then."
"Try this one." Old Deng knew Han Yue wanted to save him money, but he also wanted to give Han Yue the best.
"Xiaoyue, I'm not giving you much, it's just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it; I have the money." Old Deng said bluntly.
"Okay," Han Yue said, worried that Lao Deng would think she was being too formal if she refused.
After buying the bracelet, Lao Deng wanted to buy her clothes.
Han Yue absolutely refused to go to the clothing store: "Old Deng, buying one thing at a time is enough. We can do the clothes next time. I want to eat crab hot pot. Let's go eat it. It's rare for us to have a proper meal."
"Alright then." Everyone compromised.
The two were in high spirits and enjoyed the crab hot pot together.
Just as they finished eating, Lao Deng's phone rang.
His son called from overseas, and he thought his son was calling to check on him, so he immediately said after answering, "Son, I'm fine."
Unexpectedly, the voice on the other end was cold: "I know you're very good."
Old Deng didn't realize his son was being sarcastic.
He continued with a smile, "You and Manman can focus on your work and don't worry about me. I can take care of myself."
"Yes, very well, their retirement savings are almost all gone, aren't they?" the son said sarcastically.
Old Deng sensed something was wrong.
He glanced at Han Yue out of the corner of his eye. Fortunately, the restaurant was noisy, and Han Yue didn't hear her son's words.
"Xiao Wei, what are you saying?" Old Deng's expression suddenly turned serious.
"Didn't you hear what I said? I said that all that retirement money has been swindled away. I knew it! Why was it so difficult for me to borrow some money from you last month?" Old Deng's son's words became increasingly harsh.
"Xiao Wei, I have something to do. I'll talk to you later." Old Deng didn't dare to explain, in case Han Yue overheard.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" The more his father acted this way, the more Deng Wei felt that his wife was right; his father's money had all been swindled away by his new wife.
I heard that the woman's son's company went bankrupt, and he even had to sell his villa. How could he still have money to start a business? His father must have taken out all his savings to help him.
Old Deng hung up the phone immediately.
"What's wrong with Lao Deng? He looks so pale." Han Yue noticed that the man's expression was off.
"Xiao Wei and the others are too long-winded. How could I, a grown adult, not take care of myself? Every time they call, they remind me of this and that. I'm sick of hearing it," Lao Deng lied.
“Oh dear, the children are just being filial. Isn’t Rongyan the same? I used to travel by myself, and I should have been very at ease. But now, whenever I go out, they send me several messages a day, worried that I won’t take good care of myself. Listen to this, it’s truly miserable when no one cares about you.” Han Yue comforted Lao Deng.
Old Deng smiled wryly: "Is that right? I made a mistake? Okay, I'll be more patient next time."
"Of course it's your fault. They care about us, but we don't appreciate it and even complain that they're being annoying. They won't call so often in the future. I have experience with this, and I need to talk to you about it. I have a friend who went on a trip for half a month without receiving a single phone call from home. When we finally got a call, you can't imagine how envious she was. Sometimes she would call her son first, and he would get impatient, wishing she would travel more." Han Yue is also the free-spirited type. Fu Jingsheng wouldn't call himself, but would have the nanny do it and then report back at night. At first, Han Yue also found it annoying.
Later, that fellow traveler shared his experience, and Han Yue never mentioned it again.
"It's such a blessing to have someone who cares about you. Many children grow up and become estranged from their parents, not even making a phone call once a week. Then you'll have to say, 'I raised them for nothing.'"
“You’re right. Xiao Wei was very busy for a while, only calling once every two weeks. I was really disappointed,” Old Deng agreed.
But he didn't actually find his son annoying; that was just an excuse. His son's call wasn't out of concern for him, but rather to interrogate him.
"Good that you understand." Han Yue patted Lao Deng's hand. "Let's continue eating. We'll go back to the shop after we finish."
After the meal, Han Yue talked a lot, but Lao Deng, preoccupied with his own thoughts, only gave perfunctory replies.
Han Yue, who has a carefree personality, did not notice anything amiss.
After returning to the store, the students had already arrived one after another.
Han Yue sat down at her desk. Before class, Lao Deng went to the restroom and secretly replied to his son's message: "Aunt Han Yue never spends a penny of my money; on the contrary, she has helped me a lot."
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