The warm breath sprayed over, giving me a tingling, numb feeling.
Rong Shang raised her eyes and glanced at him indifferently, then looked behind him and said meaningfully, "Your fourth brother is here."
"Is that so?" The man remained calm and composed, showing no sign of being intimidated by her words.
Because he's right here, Fu Jingchen has no chance of appearing.
She pursed her lips, smiled, and took two steps back. Suddenly, she said, "Go back."
Fu Beiyao, "..."
Are you kidding me?
He glanced back symbolically, then strode slowly toward the woman in front of him.
At this moment, he stared at her, his dark, bright eyes gleaming with an unusual light.
When they were close enough, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against her shoulder, then leaned down and whispered in her ear, his sharp jawline revealing a masculine beauty. "Mu Yunshu, a moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Shouldn't we do something?"
Is it really appropriate to say such frivolous things to one's own sister-in-law?
Rong Shang raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of interest.
Upon hearing this, Fu Beiyao's expression remained as calm and composed as ever. "What do you want to know? What are you suspecting?"
He brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead, and his slightly red, sensual lips drew closer again. "Don't you already know?"
Otherwise, why would she test him like this tonight?
Now that you've figured out his relationship with Fu Jingchen, why not just be honest about it?
His deep gaze fell upon her, and Fu Beiyao wanted to kiss her, but Rong Shang suddenly turned her face away and avoided his advances.
"Are you his second personality?"
Her casual voice came through, without any beating around the bush.
Upon hearing this, Fu Beiyao was first taken aback, then he lowered his eyes and played with her hair in his hand.
The curve of his lips was just a half-smile.
Why don't you just say he's my second personality?
"Then are you?" Rong Shang asked in return.
Fu Beiyao's expression froze for a moment. He withdrew his hand and stood with his hands behind his back again.
"So what if it is?"
Fu Beiyao squinted at the dark open space in front of him, looking thoughtful. "He's too sentimental. In this world, whether it's family or love, anything that binds him can cause him great pain."
“I’m different from him. If someone makes me feel pain, I will kill them without hesitation!”
A cold, bloodthirsty voice came from the bottom of his throat. At this moment, Fu Beiyao had a sinister and terrifying aura.
Rong Shang glanced at him, and was about to say something, but he had already clenched his fists and walked forward.
Judging from his appearance, the topic just now seemed to have touched on something that was on his mind.
Rong Shang understood that something must have happened to Fu Jingchen in the past...
*
The next morning, while Rong Shang was still asleep, Fu Jingchen entered the room again and lay down beside her.
When his hand came around from behind, Rong Shang suddenly lifted her eyes, a strange glint in her shimmering gaze.
"Fu Jingchen, can you tell me about your past?"
She suddenly spoke, and Fu Jingchen's expression froze, as if he had been startled.
Why are you suddenly saying all this?
He still kept his eyes closed, but his voice was a little lower than usual.
"It's nothing, I just wanted to hear what you had to say."
After a few seconds of pause, Fu Jingchen finally replied, "Okay."
He had barely finished speaking when Rong Shang turned around in his arms. "Speak."
She looked at him now, her gaze probing.
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