Fu Jingsheng didn't know how many of the courses he signed up for were reliable, but he wanted to try them all, even if there was only a glimmer of hope.
The man gripped the back of the chair and kissed Rong Yan on the forehead.
"Here?" She seemed to have guessed what he was going to do.
The man didn't speak. After kissing her neck, he moved behind Rong Yan, pinching her face with his long, slender fingers, and turned her towards himself.
"Jing Sheng—" someone called from the living room.
"Young Master."
Huo Shufen returned from shopping an hour ago.
They were carrying large and small bags.
Seeing the old lady sitting in the living room, he deliberately placed all the things on the coffee table and said, "Jingchen paid for them."
The old lady was so angry that her mouth twisted even more.
Sun Ziming knew that he and Huo Shufen didn't get along, yet he still sent Huo Shufen so many things. Wasn't this obviously going against her?
Everyone knows she's old, useless, and has no say in anything, so they don't take her seriously.
The old lady couldn't help but make a couple more sarcastic remarks about Huo Shufen.
Huo Shufen was relentless in her words, which made the old lady throw away her cane.
Then the old lady called Fu Jingsheng again, but Fu Jingsheng did not answer.
So she found a driver and forced him to take her to Yushui Bay.
"Jing Sheng." The old lady called out several times, but no one answered.
The servants said the young master was upstairs.
So she went upstairs.
The wheelchair was moved to the bedroom door, and the door was knocked on one by one.
Fu Jingsheng's foreplay wasn't over yet; Rong Yan's clothes were half-open, and the skin touched by the man had a faint pink tinge.
The door was being pounded on loudly.
The man put on his clothes, and Rong Yan quickly fixed her hair.
I opened the door and saw an old lady with her back to me in the hallway.
"Grandma, what brings you here?" Fu Jingsheng was surprised to see his grandmother at this time. "Didn't I say I'd pick you up tonight?"
"Jing Sheng, aren't you busy at the company? Why are you at home?" The old lady was furious, not expecting her eldest grandson to lie to her too. "You've all lied to me."
"No, Grandma is indeed at the company, she just got back," Fu Jingsheng lied.
Rong Yan thought something had happened and followed her out, her face still flushed.
The old lady instantly understood: "In broad daylight, have you no shame?"
She covered her eyes.
"Grandma," Rong Yan greeted politely.
"I can't bear to look," the old lady shook her head.
Fu Jingsheng pushed the old lady's wheelchair into the elevator: "You go down first, I'll be right there."
The man stayed on the second floor and comforted Rong Yan for a while.
"It does feel like I'm neglecting my duties. I skipped both of my shifts and sneaked back. Couldn't I wait until evening?" Rong Yan thought the old lady was right.
"Go down," Rong Yan said.
"I explained to Grandma that I was the one who pulled you." Fu Jingsheng was afraid that his grandmother would scold Rong Yan again.
"No, that'll only make things worse. I'll just say I have something to do and we need to leave quickly. Just don't listen to what she's saying. Don't argue with her either. Of course, if she really says something bad about me, you'll have to say a few words in my defense." Rong Yan prepared to slip away.
Fu Jing put his arm around Rong Yan's waist and said, "Mmm."
The old lady asked the maid for a glass of water to calm her anger.
A short while later, Fu Jingsheng and the others came downstairs.
Rong Yan made up an excuse and ran away.
The household servants were all dismissed, and the old lady wanted to speak with Fu Jingsheng alone.
The driver sent more than a dozen messages, begging for the young master's forgiveness.
Fu Jingsheng replied: I understand.
The old lady's demands were very clear this time: she wanted Fu Jingsheng to drive Rong Bing's parents away.
Fu Jingsheng couldn't possibly make a move.
"Grandma, let them be. The house has already been given to Jingchen. He can live with whomever he wants. You won't have to see him or be bothered by him from now on." That was all Fu Jingsheng could say.
The old lady was unhappy: "How can that be? I agree to give Jingchen my permission, after all, I've raised him for so many years, but that's the Fu family's house. How can we let the Rong family move in?"
Fu Jingsheng sighed: "You used to think I gave my brother too little and that I was too harsh on Rong Bing. Now you know the problem? It's just that it's easy to invite a Buddha but hard to send him away. They can't leave unless Jingchen speaks up."
"Then you fire the nanny. If no one takes care of them, let's see who stays." The old lady didn't want the Rong family to benefit from the Fu family's influence.
"Let me think about it." Fu Jingsheng was a little annoyed; he hated dealing with trivial matters at home.
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Puyue Mansion.
Huo Shufen took out her fan and started square dancing.
The loud music in the courtyard disturbed the neighbors' rest, and several neighbors called the property management to complain.
Security guards came to stop her, and Huo Shufen had no choice but to put away the stereo.
She lay on the sofa, her smile never fading.
Rong Tian was drinking tea in the courtyard, never dreaming that he would live in such a big villa with several people serving him.
The old lady of the Fu family has just passed away, which means that this place will belong to their family from now on.
Huo Shufen muttered to herself: If my mother-in-law is watching from heaven, she has finally allowed them to live a good life.
Rong Bing returned home from a spa treatment and learned that the old lady had left in anger.
To maintain a semblance of harmony, she quickly called the old lady and pretended to apologize on behalf of her parents.
After hanging up the phone, he said to Huo Shufen, "From now on, this place belongs to them, three members of the Rong family and one member of the Fu family."
They just couldn't figure out why a single photo could frighten Rong Yan so much.
"Mom, even if Rong Yan isn't Uncle's biological daughter, she shouldn't be this afraid, right?" Rong Bing expressed her doubts to her mother.
“I think Rong Yan must be an illegitimate child. Her birth mother was a mistress, and her birth father couldn’t give them a legitimate status. To cover it up, she had to be raised by someone else. It would be so shameful for her to be an illegitimate child. She’s now the famous Dr. Song,” Huo Shufen said matter-of-factly.
“Yes, no one wants to be an illegitimate child. How can an illegitimate child be worthy of marrying into the Fu family? Her mother ruined someone else's marriage. With such warped values, why is she a doctor?” Rong Bing agreed.
"But, is it only rich people who have illegitimate daughters? Could her biological father be some big shot? Could she really be a rich heiress?" Huo Shufen quickly became worried again. "How come some people are so lucky? They're all born into wealthy families as illegitimate daughters."
After discussing it, the two decided to hire a detective to investigate Rong Yan's background.
Songshan Clinic.
Rong Yan returned in less than an hour.
Shen Xingzhi's treatment for the day has ended.
I went to Rong Yan's office.
Rong Yan told her best friend the truth: she had just returned home and the old lady had found Yushuiwan.
Shen Xingzhi had no good feelings towards the old lady of the Fu family.
Hearing this, she sighed: "Your lives are going to be tough again."
Rong Yan knew that the old lady was no pushover, but what reason did she have to stop her from going to her grandson's place?
The woman lay slumped over the desk, helpless.
An anonymous phone call came in at dusk.
"Rong Yan?" A sweet female voice rang in my ears. "Guess who I am?"
Rong Yan had no recollection of that voice and couldn't guess it correctly no matter how many times she tried.
"You don't even remember me? I remember you, Gu—Xi—Yuan." The woman said, enunciating each word clearly.
Ye Jianming once discovered that Rong Yan's name before she changed it was Gu Xiyuan.
The world fell silent instantly.
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