Before it even started, Rong Yan begged for mercy.
"Be gentle." She dared not be stubborn anymore, otherwise she would limp when she went downstairs later.
Fu Jingsheng pulled down the last two shoulder straps of Rong Yan's dress, revealing her entire body. He hung a piece of clothing on the door to prevent Rong Yan's body from coming into contact with the cold door if he moved too much.
The store manager brought the diamond crown and stood at the top of the stairs: "Mr. Fu, the crown has been retrieved and will be brought up to you."
Rong Yan quickly closed the door.
The loud bang startled the shop assistant at the bottom of the stairs.
"Mr. Fu, what's that sound? Did something fall over? Did anyone get hit?" The manager prepared to go upstairs.
Upon hearing the sound of high heels, Fu Jingsheng said, "No one is allowed to come up without my order. Close all the doors leading to the third floor."
"Oh, okay." The manager stopped and turned to leave.
Rong Yan's forehead was beaded with sweat; she was terrified of being seen like this.
The boss was very fierce, and the manager was puzzled. Could it be that the display on the third floor was not good, which made the boss angry?
"They won't come up again, will they?" Rong Yan asked softly.
"No, unless they don't want to stay here anymore. Go down and ask them to add a door on the third floor later. Honey, let's continue."
The afternoon sunlight streamed through the glass wall, and the shadows cast on the floor by the repeatedly opening and closing door resembled giant palm-leaf fans rhythmically waving across the ground.
I changed the same wedding dress for so long.
The shop assistants on the first floor were discussing whether the size was wrong. Rong Yan had not personally come to measure her size, so it was normal for the size to have some error. The designer had left room for changes.
The store manager asked, "Should I go up and say something?"
The manager heard rustling noises on the second floor and understood.
She closed the door to the corridor: "Everyone stay on the first floor. Mr. Fu just bought our store. Besides trying on wedding dresses, shouldn't he also do some thorough research?"
In the fitting room, Rong Yan stood for half an hour, and her legs were about to cramp.
"Fu Jingsheng, hurry up," she urged.
"Not enough stimulation? Speak louder, and I'll go faster," the man said deliberately.
Rong Yan took a deep breath. Being in the shop in broad daylight, she felt no shame whatsoever; on the contrary…
Fu Jingsheng suddenly sped up, and Rong Yan bit her lip, trying her best to restrain herself.
Seeing her struggling to endure, the man's thin lips sucked on the woman's most sensitive neck.
Um……
Rong Yan could no longer bear it, and the sounds of her teeth chattering rose and fell.
Even after touching up her makeup and fixing her hair, she couldn't hide the shy expression she had after the pleasure when she came downstairs.
She walked with feigned composure, clutching the wedding dress in her arms, and said dismissively, "Very well, I'm leaving."
In fact, Rong Yan could feel the staff staring at her so intensely that it was like her back was on fire when she left.
Fu Jingsheng walked to the door, turned around and said, "Clean up the fitting room on the third floor, it's not open to the public."
Rong Yan: ……
Ignoring her fear of leg cramps, she ran as fast as she could from the door to the parking lot. How embarrassing! She vowed never to come here again.
Fu Jingsheng followed at a leisurely pace.
The shop assistants discussed it in hushed tones.
Is it... you know?
[It's been so long, by now a piece of clothing should be finished.]
With such a hot figure, it was inevitable that things would get a little too intimate when Mr. Fu was changing her clothes.
You guys are so nosy, talking about someone's private life.
I'd really like to ask Mr. Fu, which hospital treated him?
What, you guys have problems too?
We're all adults, we shouldn't be discussing sex.
Rong Yan turned back to get her bag and overheard the employees' discussion; her eyes widened in panic.
The woman turned her head away, pretending not to see anyone, and dashed straight to the sofa, then dashed out the door, hurriedly bumping into Fu Jingsheng's arms.
"Those gossipy people, fire them all," the man said deliberately to the people inside.
Sorry, boss.
Boss, we don't know anything about this.
Boss, I'm blind.
I am deaf.
Rong Yan pulled Fu Jingsheng, saying, "Let's go, don't embarrass ourselves."
Back in the car, Fu Jingsheng put away the wedding dress and held Rong Yan's hand in his own: "So shy?"
"The third floor of this shop is not open to the public; it's practically our own home," the man reassured.
Rong Yan only learned on her way there that the shop had been bought by Fu Jingsheng. But after hearing what he said, it made sense. What's wrong with causing some trouble in your own fitting room?
Rong Yan straightened her back and said that she had done it voluntarily.
Shen Xingzhi called.
"Rong Yan, what were you doing just now? Your phone was on and you weren't saying anything, but I could hear you."
"Huh?" Rong Yan interrupted, "I was watching TV just now, waiting for my wedding dress to be altered, watching TV in the rest area."
She went back to the call history page, and sure enough, there was a call with Shen Xingzhi at that time, lasting 2 minutes and 30 seconds.
Isn't this like a live broadcast?
"Shen Xingzhi, something sounds off. Why don't you hang up?" The woman, who was in the wrong, blamed her best friend instead.
Shen Xingzhi grinned mischievously: "At first, I didn't realize anything was wrong. I didn't know what you wanted to talk to me about. I thought something had happened, so I kept listening and realized it was you two."
Rong Yan's lingering shame returned. Although she and Shen Xingzhi could talk about anything, they had never discussed such details before. How could she face Shen Xingzhi in the future?
Damn phone, Rong Yan is going to smash it.
"Hey, sister, what's the rush? Adults, everyone has their own private life."
Rong Yan: ……
Fu Jingsheng nodded vigorously.
Rong Yan nudged Fu Jingsheng with her elbow, and he actually echoed her.
Rong Yan hung up the phone immediately, completely forgetting about choosing bridesmaid dresses for Shen Xingzhi.
Shen Xingzhi sent several messages.
[Are you angry? So petty. I only heard the sound of heels, I swear.]
[Did you leave your phone on the floor? How's the wedding dress selection going?]
"Let me see your bridesmaid dress. I want to look beautiful at the wedding and find a boyfriend too!"
Sister, isn't sexual happiness good? Others can't even imagine it.
Rong Yan sent a bomb-throwing emoji, along with the message: 【Oops, I forgot my bridesmaid dress, I'll go back later】
They've lost all sense of shame.
Rong Yan didn't know how she managed to muster the nerve to walk into the store again.
She directly asked the shop assistant to pack up all the latest bridesmaid dresses so that Shen Xingzhi could choose for herself.
Fu Jingsheng watched her wandering around the dress section like a thief and smirked to himself.
——
After returning home.
Rong Yan lay on the sofa and roared to the sky: "My reputation as a doctor has been ruined by my relationships with men! Fu Jingsheng, now everyone knows I'm a lecherous woman!"
He fed her a sip of water: "Have you called us dozens of times? Isn't your throat dry? If you keep calling, the maids will know we're in the wedding dress shop."
"Shut up." Rong Yan picked up a cushion from the sofa and covered Fu Jingsheng's face with it.
The man pulled back the pillow: "I want everyone to know you're mine, so no one can take you away."
"Rong Yan." He propped his head up with his hand, turned to the side, and smiled as he looked at the frantic woman. "I haven't heard you cry out in pain today."
"If you don't cry out in pain, I feel like I'm not good enough."
"One more time."
"Fu Jingsheng, are you some kind of Transformer? Don't you ever get tired?" Rong Yan slapped the man's head away as he leaned closer. "Speak louder, I'm going to hurry!"
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