Chapter 50 "Baby, this is what a hooligan is like."...
Chapter 50
After Fu Linzheng finished speaking, the tea room remained silent for a long time.
Sheng Liu's mind went blank. Hearing for the first time the grievances and pain her daughter had suppressed for so many years, tears streamed down her face: "Yueyue... Mom didn't even know you were sick..."
Every word Fu Linzheng said was like a mirror, starkly reflecting her neglect and failure in this mother-daughter relationship.
It is said that a child is a piece of flesh that fell from the mother's body, connected by blood and flesh, and should be the closest. However, she neglected her daughter so much. If the child didn't say anything, she felt it was nothing. If the child didn't mention it, she thought it was unnecessary. Over time, the gap between her and her daughter widened little by little.
They only saw that Rong Weiyue was thin, but they didn't understand why she was so thin; they didn't understand why she was unwilling to inherit the company, but they didn't understand her independence and stubbornness; they were sad that she wasn't close to them, but they didn't understand that they were the ones who pushed her away first.
Every child has a different personality. The eldest daughter used to be cheerful and bright, and the youngest son was lively and outgoing. Only Rong Weiyue was sensitive and introverted. They always felt that she was "not good" and tried to change and correct her, but they never traced the root cause and what made her become the way she is today.
Sheng Liu's weakness and her compromises with her husband also made her an accomplice in harming her daughter. Why didn't she discover her daughter's psychological problems earlier? Why didn't she give her more care and love? Instead, she kept telling her that they were doing it for her own good...
Guilt felt like a knife ripped open her heart, the pain spreading throughout her body: "It was Mom's fault... Mom is so sorry..."
Rong Xinxu, who was listening nearby, already had tears in his eyes. He couldn't help but get up and hug Rong Weiyue: "Sister, I was still young when you competed in the violin competition. I wasn't strong enough. If only I had grown up a little more, I could have protected you..."
Rong Xinxu truly loves his older sister. From childhood to adulthood, no matter how tense her relationship with their parents was, she never took her anger out on him. Rong Weiyue always gave him the best food, held his hand while he went to school, and comforted and encouraged him. He has always felt very lucky in this life to have such a wonderful older sister.
However, as the rift between Rong Weiyue and her parents deepened, he also began to be cautious, unsure of how to get along with his sister. He was afraid of upsetting her and making her sad. He also wanted to stay close to his sister and hoped to see her happy every time she was at home.
Rong Xinxu said sadly, "If only I hadn't been born, then my parents' love wouldn't have been taken away, and you wouldn't have gotten sick..."
Upon hearing this, Rong Weiyue's eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she shook her head, her nose stinging, "Ah Xu, it has nothing to do with you..."
Hearing the siblings' words, Rong Chengye lowered his head, his eyes red, and said hoarsely, "It's my fault, it's my problem."
He crumpled his daughter's depression diagnosis report in his hand, and couldn't help but raise his hand and slap himself. It was as if God himself had slapped him, shattering his years of ignorance and arrogance: "I'm the one who ruined Yueyue like this..."
After his eldest daughter passed away, instead of showing more care and love to his second daughter, he placed even more expectations and harsh demands on her, turning their home into a cage...
When he saw how outstanding Rong Weiyue was, he was complacent and thought it was because of his excellent parenting style. When she disobeyed and talked back to him, even if he knew he was wrong, he was still proud and unwilling to back down. He wanted to cultivate her resilience and used strictness as proof of love, but instead he made her feel inferior and depressed.
For so many years, he lived a life of self-righteousness, a grave mistake...
Rong Chengye said that after the violin competition ended that year, he had a fight with his daughter at home and realized that he had misunderstood her. He and Sheng Liu went to the competition organizers to support their daughter, but the matter was not resolved.
But he always stood by his daughter's side after losing his temper. What's the point of protecting her if it comes too late? He also wanted his daughter to be closer to him, but it was his attitude that made them distant and estranged.
Rong Chengye: "Yueyue, if Lin Zheng hadn't spoken your mind today, I wouldn't have known you'd been holding it in for so long. It was Dad who was wrong..."
Rong Weiyue lowered her head, her eyes moist. Rong Chengye looked at her, his voice trembling: "Your father has been too strict with you all these years. I shouldn't have scolded you without listening to your explanation back then, and I shouldn't have said... if Qingqing were still here, I wouldn't have any expectations of you."
"I was too angry at the time, and I didn't watch my words..."
If he had changed his attitude after the Mingheng Cup incident and chosen to be tolerant and protective, Rong Weiyue wouldn't have secretly changed her college application to escape to Hangzhou, wouldn't have broken up with the boy she liked, and wouldn't have had such a hard time in college. Everything might have been different.
He remembered that when she was very young, Rong Weiyue was very clingy. She would snuggle into his arms and ask him to carry her and ride her up high. But he didn't know when all that intimacy disappeared, leaving only arguments and cold wars.
Even before he came today, he was still holding back, wanting to see Rong Weiyue's attitude.
Rong Chengye never expected to cause his daughter to become depressed: "Yueyue, Daddy won't be mean to you anymore. Can you forgive Daddy and give me a chance to make amends..."
Sheng Liu burst into tears: "Yueyue, Mom and Dad know they were wrong..."
Rong Weiyue lowered her eyes, her almond-shaped pupils rippling like the tea in a cup. Her eyes burned from the steam. After a few seconds of silence, she spoke in a low voice:
"Mom and Dad, I know you mean well, but I can't forget the hurt I suffered in the past."
"For me, that pain was real; I experienced it firsthand."
“I’ve thought about telling you before, but I felt that even if I did, you wouldn’t necessarily understand. I can’t change you, and I don’t want to change myself. I just want to escape.”
Rong Weiyue's voice was choked with suppressed sobs: "Like now, I still don't like going home, and I'm afraid to chat with you. I don't know how to talk and laugh with you as naturally as A-Xu, or how to act cute with you. I no longer know how to get along with you. That's why I didn't want to tell you about my marriage to Fu Linzheng. I'm afraid you'll interfere with my life, which has finally become a little happier."
The two people opposite her felt a sharp pain in their hearts as they listened, and tears fell silently. Rong Weiyue's throat was dry: "I heard your apologies. I will not hate you, but I cannot forgive you at this moment. I need a long time to get out of those shadows, and maybe... I will never get out of them."
Even if past wounds heal, they will leave scars. All the pain she has endured over the past decade cannot be easily erased by an apology at this moment.
Rong Chengye and Sheng Liu were speechless with grief. Rong Weiyue grasped Fu Linzheng's hand and whispered:
“Just now, Fu Linzheng said that I was the only motivation for him to live. To me, he is also the greatest warmth in my life. You may not see him well, but to me he is like the sun, helping me to slowly open up my closed self.”
Rong Weiyue looked at the man beside her who had protected her since her youth, her eyes blurry with tears: "When I was in high school, you all disagreed with me practicing the violin. He took me to the practice room, accompanied me to practice, and accompanied me to competitions. When I was sad, he was always there to cheer me up, encourage me, and give me confidence. If anyone bullied me, he would stand in front of me without hesitation. I don't need to be perfect or well-behaved in front of him, and I don't need to worry about being scolded for making mistakes, because I know that no matter what I become, he will love me."
In this world, the only unconditional love she received was from Fu Linzheng.
Tears welled up in Rong Weiyue's eyes: "In his eyes, there was never a difference in family background. He only liked me as a person. I always felt that I was not good enough for him."
“Six years ago, I didn’t know he was in a car accident, and I dumped him,” she said, her eyes brimming with tears. “But six years later, he’s still willing to come to me. This time, I can’t let him go.”
She met Fu Linzheng's burning eyes and said firmly, "So whether you agree or not, I will be with Fu Linzheng."
She could lose everything, but she couldn't lose him.
Upon hearing this, Rong Chengye and Sheng Liu were deeply moved. Fu Linzheng wiped away Rong Weiyue's tears and said, "Mom and Dad, I may not have been able to promise Yueyue any future when we were in high school, but now I have the ability to say that I can protect her and cherish her for the rest of my life. You can rest assured to entrust Yueyue to me—I will love her even more than you can imagine."
In high school, Rong Chengye thought the relationship between the two children was just child's play, and that a rich young master like Fu Linzheng would never care about his daughter. But six years later, Fu Linzheng shattered his prejudice.
The two children's unwavering feelings were laid bare before them. Rong Chengye understood that their feelings were not impulsive, but rather genuine and mutual.
Yes, if our daughter didn't truly have confidence in this relationship, why would she so easily propose marriage?
Moreover, Fu Linzheng had just mentioned so many of Rong Weiyue's strengths. In contrast, looking at himself, he had always felt that his daughter was not good enough in this way or that way. He had no idea that she had so many outstanding qualities.
Nowadays, some boys see her as a treasure and find everything about her wonderful.
They, as parents, felt ashamed of themselves.
Rong Chengye remained silent for a long time, then sighed and looked at Fu Linzheng. His previous arrogance and dissatisfaction had faded from his face: "Linzheng, I did have a bad impression of you because you were pestering Yueyue for dating in high school. But after hearing what you said just now, I was deeply moved... I am not a good father. Thank you for being there for Yueyue."
Rong Chengye paused for a few seconds before revealing his deepest concern: "Lin Zheng, I know you are outstanding, and your Fu family is a wealthy and noble family that our family cannot compare to. My only worry is that Yueyue might suffer injustice in your family if she marries you."
The Rong family has a considerable fortune, but it cannot compare to the Fu family. In fact, looking across the entire capital city, there are very few families that can be considered equal to the Fu family in terms of economic status. That is why they have always sought a marriage between equals.
Fu Linzheng brewed tea for them and pushed it to their side. He looked up at them and said in a steady tone, "Mom and Dad, in my heart, Weiyue is not marrying me, but marrying me. We are equals, and there has never been any question of her being above her station."
Fu Linzheng gently dismissed their concerns: "Actually, as soon as we got our marriage certificate, I told my parents. They were very supportive. I also brought Yueyue home for dinner last week. My family likes her very much."
Rong Chengye and Sheng Liu were stunned.
They've already met?
Rong Weiyue said that the Fu family treated her like their own child, and even gave her their family heirlooms. They never looked down on her because they knew that Fu Linzheng loved her enough.
Fu Linzheng said, "Mom and Dad don't need to worry about the financial situation. My parents don't care about that. They know I won't marry anyone but Yueyue. They just hope that we can be happy together. I will marry Yueyue in a grand ceremony and protect her so that she won't suffer any grievances."
The Fu family has always been very democratic about the marriage of their two children, prioritizing the happiness of one of them. Sheng Liu and Rong Chengye were stunned when they heard this, not expecting the Fu family to be so open-minded. It was actually the Fu family who had been "judging others by their own standards".
At this moment, the waiter knocked on the door and came in after receiving permission: "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, dinner can be ordered now."
Seeing that Rong Chengye and Sheng Liu were still processing the information, Fu Linzheng wanted to give them some space, so he got up and took Rong Weiyue's hand, saying, "Mom and Dad, let's go order some food first."
Only three people remained in the tea room.
With a lingering redness in his eyes, Rong Xinxu spoke first: "Mom and Dad, I think my brother-in-law is a really good person. He truly loves my sister."
With tears still in her eyes, Sheng Liu couldn't help but nod: "I used to think he was a carefree and dissolute playboy, but I never expected him to be so affectionate and devoted."
Rong Chengye sighed and took a sip of tea: "I initially disagreed because I was worried that we were not a good match and that Yueyue would be bullied in the Fu family."
Rong Xinxu said helplessly, "Dad, you should have changed your old-fashioned thinking a long time ago. The Fu family has already said they don't mind. Besides, my sister is able to marry someone who treats her well and has financial strength. Won't she be happier after marriage? And I think my sister has gained a little weight recently. She's not as thin as before. My brother-in-law must take good care of her."
Sheng Liu's eyes darkened slightly as she brought up the past: "Do you remember Yan Huai from the Yan family? We thought he was a good catch and forced Yueyue to go on a blind date with him. But the Yan family ended up owing tens of millions in business debts, and we almost pushed our daughter into a fire pit. Now that Yueyue and Lin Zheng have gotten their marriage certificate, we can't force them to divorce, can we?"
Rong Xinxu chimed in, "Yes, if our eldest sister were here, she would be very happy to see that someone loves our second sister so much."
These words struck Rong Chengye like a heavy hammer, making him shudder.
If Rong Siqing were here, she would definitely prioritize whether the other person is sincere towards her sister...
However, he focused on the wrong thing.
Fifteen minutes later, Fu Linzheng led Rong Weiyue back to the tea room. Rong Chengye looked at his daughter and finally spoke slowly:
"Yueyue, your parents hope that you can marry someone who loves you and live a stable and happy life. Today, when we saw Lin Zheng, we could see how much he cares about you."
Rong Chengye looked at Fu Linzheng and finally relented, speaking in a soft voice: "Linzheng, promise me that you will treat Yueyue well for the rest of your life and never let her down. Don't forget the promise you made to us today."
Spanning six years.
Finally, they gained their parents' approval.
Rong Weiyue felt a lump in her throat. Fu Linzheng looked at her, his eyes warming, and he smiled, saying, "Of course, I will never forget."
Sheng Liu was also happy for the two children and asked softly, "Lin Zheng, when are you going to invite your parents out for a meal? Shouldn't our in-laws meet?"
Fu Linzheng: "I'll make arrangements in the next few days. My parents also really want to see you."
Rong Xinxu excitedly joined in, grinning, "Brother-in-law, you're the most handsome brother-in-law in my eyes! I like you so much! You have to treat my sister well, and don't forget to treat your younger brother well too!"
Everyone laughed as soon as he said that. Rong Weiyue couldn't help but chuckle. This younger brother was really too sweet-talking. Fu Linzheng raised an eyebrow and said, "Alright, this is your responsibility as brother-in-law."
...
The group chatted for a long time that afternoon.
During dinner that evening, Fu Linzheng took out the gifts he had prepared in advance. Knowing that Rong Chengye liked to drink Pu'er tea, he chose a rare red-label round Pu'er tea cake from the last century; knowing that Sheng Liu was most knowledgeable about Kunqu Opera, he gave her an original handwritten Kunqu Opera score from the Ming and Qing Dynasties; and knowing that Rong Xinxu liked to play basketball, he gave him a pair of globally limited edition collectible sneakers.
The gifts were not only expensive, but each one was tailored to his taste and showed his sincerity. Rong Xinxu was so happy that he kept calling him "brother-in-law" and almost jumped up. Rong Chengye and Sheng Liu were also touched by his thoughtfulness and sincerity.
Contrary to his flamboyant and arrogant appearance, Fu Linzheng was gentle and sincere, and he was exceptionally tender and affectionate towards Rong Weiyue. By the end of the day, they had gained a better understanding of him and were quite satisfied with him in every way.
After dinner, the group went outside. Rong Xinxu was already clinging to Fu Linzheng like a little fanboy, asking questions about racing. Rong Chengye, who was walking at the front, looked at his wife's beaming smile and exclaimed, "So satisfied with your son-in-law?"
“Of course, isn’t Lin Zheng better than those young men we introduced to Yueyue before? He’s tall and handsome, and also gentle and polite,” the mother-in-law said, looking at her son-in-law with increasing affection. She teased her husband, “If it weren’t for you, they might have gotten married long ago.”
Rong Chengye was speechless, helpless: "How could I have known back then..."
Rong Chengye held Sheng Liu's hand, still feeling guilty: "I was wrong before, I can't treat Yueyue like that again. I need to control my temper, you keep an eye on me."
"It is easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature."
Rong Chengye choked with emotion: "Then I have to try to change. I... I'll try to change little by little." If he continued like that, Yueyue would really break off her relationship with him in the future, and it would be too late for him to regret it.
Sheng Liu sighed: "We made a mistake. We can't expect Yueyue to forgive us all at once. We can only make up for it slowly."
Upon arriving at the clubhouse, Rong Chengye retrieved the gift he had brought for Rong Weiyue from the trunk of his car, and had the two children take it back. He also gave Fu Linzheng a large red envelope as a sign of courtesy, indicating that they had completely accepted him as their son-in-law.
"Yueyue, you and Lin Zheng should go back early, and drive carefully." Sheng Liu patted her daughter's hand, and the latter agreed.
The night was still, and the silver-blue Koenigsegg drove among the city lights. The neon lights receded into the distance, and while the wind was biting outside, the interior was exceptionally warm.
Rong Weiyue, sitting in the passenger seat, breathed a sigh of relief, fiddling with her scarf, her eyes crinkling with joy: "Honey, I didn't expect things to go so smoothly. My parents really like you."
The huge weight that had been pressing on her heart was finally lifted, and she felt incredibly relieved.
Fu Linzheng steered the wheel with one hand, held her hand and played with it, and smiled casually: "Didn't I say you could leave it to me? Someone as outstanding as me, a simple display of my personal charm, who wouldn't like that?"
Rong Weiyue's eyes lit up with a smile as she gently pinched the tidal bracelet on his wrist: "Yes, yes, who wouldn't like you? How about it, are you tired of pretending to be gentle and refined all day? I've never seen you so serious before."
Fu Linzheng chuckled, "Do you usually see me as this unserious?"
"Otherwise what?"
The man raised a mole on his eyelid: "Fine, when we get home I'll show you what I'm really like when I'm not serious."
Her ears turned red with embarrassment. "You'd better drive carefully."
Fu Linzheng laughed, "Wasn't I driving?"
They're talking and doing things, and they're driving at speeds of 120 km/h all the time.
She blushed and turned away, saying, "I'm ignoring you, I'm going to sleep."
When she got home that night, lying in bed, Rong Weiyue leaned against the man's chest and talked about her conversation with her parents that afternoon. She realized that she still harbored some resentment towards them.
Fu Linzheng hugged her and said gently, "You don't need to force yourself to let go of the past so quickly. Give yourself and your parents more time. The reason I talked to them so much today is that I think they, as your parents, need to know about your grievances and should stop hurting you."
He gently stroked her hair with his fingertips, patiently comforting her: "Anyway, if you want to go home on weekends, I'll stay with you. If you don't want to go, we won't. Let's focus on our life together. You can do whatever you want in this house, as long as you're happy, okay?"
Rong Weiyue nodded, moved, and snuggled into his arms. The man kissed her forehead, rubbed her head with his palm, and murmured, "My Yueyue deserves to be loved by more people. I want more people to love you in the future."
He can give her enough love, but he wants her to be surrounded by love and become the happiest little princess.
Two days later, on the weekend, Fu Linzheng and Rong Weiyue hosted a banquet at Heshengting, inviting both sets of parents to their home for dinner.
They originally planned to book the meal at a restaurant, but since neither set of parents had visited their new home yet, they decided to invite them all to their new place.
The living room was filled with the aroma of tea. Mr. and Mrs. Fu sat on one side with Old Master Fu, while Mr. and Mrs. Rong Chengye sat on the other side. The atmosphere was warm and friendly. Old Master Fu spoke kindly, his tone smiling:
“Mr. Rong, our two families should have met long ago. It was that brat Zheng who was too impatient. He was afraid that Yueyue would be taken away by someone else, so he rushed off to get the marriage certificate without paying a visit beforehand. He was impolite, and we have educated him.”
Old Master Fu is a top-notch figure in Beijing's social circles, and most people can't even get close to him. But faced with such a humble attitude, Rong Chengye quickly waved his hand and said, "Mr. Fu, it's not Lin Zheng's fault. At that time, Yueyue's mother and I were on a trip, and the timing was just not right."
Grandpa Fu smiled and said, "Azheng has always been stubborn. Once he's made up his mind, no one can stop him. Don't worry, he will definitely cherish Yueyue. We also want to thank you for giving birth to such a wonderful girl as Yueyue. Our two families will visit each other more often. I heard you like Pu'er tea. Come to our house often so we can enjoy tea together."
Rong Chengye quickly replied with a smile, "I've long heard that Mr. Fu is an expert in tea tasting. It's my honor to be able to exchange ideas with you..."
Rong Weiyue and Fu Linzheng listened from the side, silently marveling.
Grandpa Fu's words were so subtle yet effective, instantly dissolving any awkwardness. This truly demonstrates the art of conversation among adults.
Sheng Liu added, "We're relieved that Yueyue and Azheng are doing well. We used to be too strict and neglected Yueyue's feelings."
Ni Yingzhi gently comforted them, "What parent doesn't love their child? They just express it differently. Now that they are happy, we, as their elders, should just offer our support."
"Yes……"
When it came to the dowry and betrothal gifts for the two children, the Fu family was exceptionally generous, offering what could be described as the most extravagant of all the top-tier wealthy families. In addition to cash, they also gave Wei Yue various assets, including the property that Fu Linzheng had transferred to Rong Wei Yue long ago, which was so extravagant that it was astonishing.
Rong Chengye and Sheng Liu were shocked. Fu Sisheng said, "A Zheng said a long time ago that he wanted to give Yueyue the best. We think so too. The in-laws can give whatever they want in return. Anyway, all the money will be used to improve their little home. As long as the two children can live a good life, that's enough."
The formal marriage ceremony, complete with three letters and six rites, sufficiently demonstrates the importance the Fu family attaches to it. Fu Linzheng also said:
"Although there is no possibility of that, I want to assure my parents that if I ever wrong Weiyue in the future, I will leave with nothing and give all my property to Yueyue."
Rong Chengye and Sheng Liu were stunned. She was putting the interests of the Fu family on the line in this marriage, wanting to give them a sense of security and let them know her determination. The two were naturally moved beyond words.
In the afternoon, the chef they had hired arrived with the ingredients. Fu Linzheng privately told Rong Weiyue, "To put your parents' minds at ease, I'll personally cook tonight and show off my skills."
Rong Weiyue: "?"
She asked hesitantly, "Are you sure?"
"how?"
"I'm afraid they'll make me go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce overnight."
"..."
Fu Linzheng chuckled and pinched her cheek, "Rong Weiyue, you look down on me that much, don't you? You just wait."
Rong Weiyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay."
Fu Linzheng followed the chef into the kitchen. He was so confident because he had been studying in a culinary school recently, cooking during the day and preparing dishes at night, researching recipes for both areas day and night.
When dinner was served, several dishes were brought to the table. Everyone tried the fish and beef prepared by Fu Linzheng and found that they tasted really good.
Ni Yingzhi: "My son has really changed. From childhood to adulthood, Azheng had never been in the kitchen and couldn't even cook rice. Now that he's married, he's actually willing to cook, and it's quite delicious."
Sheng Liu exclaimed, "This steak is stewed so well, and the fish is steamed so tenderly. Lin Zheng is truly an all-rounder! Yueyue, you should cook with A-Zheng sometimes. You can't always make him work so hard."
Fu Linzheng picked out fish for Rong Weiyue, raising an eyebrow and smiling faintly: "Yueyue doesn't need to cook, I can do it all. I want to fatten her up a bit."
Fu Sisheng laughed: "It's alright, let Azheng do it. Nowadays, boys should also know how to cook. I often make desserts for my wife at home."
Sheng Liu teased Rong Chengye, "See? Even though President Fu is usually very busy, he still goes to the kitchen to make desserts for his wife. What about you?"
Rong Chengye replied honestly, "I'll go back and learn it right away, and catch up immediately."
Everyone laughed as Fu Linzheng carefully removed the fish bones for Rong Weiyue, reminding her to be careful. The elders were also happy to see the two children so loving and affectionate.
The two families chatted happily throughout the meal.
Later that evening, both sets of elders left. After seeing them off downstairs, Rong Weiyue and Fu Linzheng returned home and sat on the carpet to play with Hu Hu.
Rong Weiyue smiled and said, "I didn't expect them to get along so well. Zheng, your grandfather and your parents are really nice. They don't have any airs of elders. I always feel very comfortable chatting with them."
Fu Linzheng pinched her earlobe and chuckled lazily, "What, aren't those your grandpa and parents?"
Rong Weiyue tossed the little sparrow far away, then hopped after it to retrieve it. Her dimples adorned her cheeks as she smiled gently, "Mmm."
Fu Linzheng leaned against the sofa, his black pullover hoodie and trousers making him look lazy and casual. He bent his long legs and half-encircled her in his arms, his voice drawn out and tinkling: "Princess, from now on, both our families will spoil you."
Rong Weiyue's lips curved into a crescent moon as she turned to look at him:
"Honey, thank you."
He squinted. "Saying thank you again?"
"Don't take the marriage certificate out of your pocket."
She stopped his hand from reaching into her hoodie pocket: "I really want to thank you. Meeting you again this year and marrying you feels like a dream. All the hardships have finally come to an end."
He smiled and said, "That's what I think too."
"I feel like I'd laugh in my sleep." She smiled, her red lips curving upwards.
Fu Linzheng teased, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago that you'd be happier spending more time with me? Now you know how valuable that statement is?"
"Yes, I feel extremely happy."
He pulled her into his arms, his deep, languid voice like a hook: "Tell me, what kind of happiness?"
She bit her red lips shyly and said, "It's happiness from the inside out."
Fu Linzheng's lips curled into a lazy, wicked smile. He placed his large palm over her small breast, tightening his grip, and his husky voice entered her ear:
Is this the happiness of coming here?
It was indeed a place that ordinary people couldn't reach. Rong Weiyue felt a fine tingling sensation creep up her back and couldn't help but scold softly, "Fu Linzheng, you're such a rogue..."
The man, in a wicked manner, said: "Baby, this is what it means to be a hooligan."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.
The living room lights were off, only the moon-shaped nightlight emitted a soft glow. Outside the window, the lights of countless homes slanted like a silver river. The room was quiet and peaceful. A breeze carried the faint scent of green citrus incense in the air, its sweet fragrance accompanying the warming of the air.
Fu Linzheng held her by the back of the neck, his touch both close and distant, moving from lips to lips, then from tongue to tongue, the sounds of their tongues clearly visible, slowly baking the strawberry cake.
Fu Linzheng has been good at kissing since high school, and he can kiss her until she is dizzy every time. After a while, with a snap, the velvet ribbon of the strawberry cake was torn open, and the black python arm wrapped around her skillfully. Yu Ying was as soft as the moonlight, and the girl was aroused and let out a sweet sound from her red lips.
Huhu, carrying the little sparrow in its beak, glanced at them, turned its head, and went to the kitchen.
A moment later, Rong Weiyue was pulled into his arms, face to face. Her sweater hung down to her neck. The man's muscles were taut like iron. He gripped her slender waist, leaned down to taste the cake, and said in a deep, husky voice, "Baby, so sweet and soft..."
Rong Weiyue couldn't help but lean back, tickled by his black hair, yet unwilling to push him away. Her eyes reddened, and she bit her lip tightly.
“Fu Linzheng, be careful… it’s only a little past eight o’clock…”
Fu Linzheng looked at her, his breathing heavy:
"Baby, your period is finally over. The sooner it started, the sooner it ended, okay?"
Coincidentally, her period started on the very first day she returned from Lucerne. Although the cheese melted in the car that time, thankfully nothing unexpected happened.
That night, Rong Weiyue said it was strange, "I thought I would win, but I didn't."
Fu Linzheng laughed: "What, baby, you want it?"
She murmured softly, "No, I was thinking if the probability is low, maybe I won't need to wear a condom during my safe period anymore..."
Fu Linzheng was about to be driven crazy by her mischievousness: "What, do you like it so much that I don't wear it?"
"Mmm, I like it, it's great..."
Fu Linzheng was going crazy listening to this. He really wanted to force-feed her a hundred times during her safe period, the kind that couldn't be stopped.
But they also know that this has no scientific basis and is still very dangerous, so they can only fantasize about it.
Hearing what he said, her eyes curved slightly, and she teased, "Fu Linzheng, why are you so hungry lately? Shouldn't you control yourself? This isn't right."
He laughed angrily: "Saying the same thing back at me?"
These past few nights, she's been wearing all sorts of different QQNY outfits, trying every possible way to seduce him. He's about to explode; he's memorizing everything and just waiting to get his revenge tonight.
Rong Weiyue blushed and pushed him away: "No, I need to take a shower and then practice the violin for a while. I haven't practiced for several days. You can start as soon as possible, but don't even think about it for the next few days."
Fu Linzheng: "..."
She straightened her clothes, then slyly and decisively pushed him away, calling out to Huhu, "Come on, baby, let's go back to the room with Mommy?"
Upon hearing the sound, Hu Hu immediately put down the little sparrow it was carrying in its beak, wiggled its little tail, and followed. Just as it reached the doorway, Fu Linzheng blocked its path with a dark expression, scoffing:
"What are you following me for? Your mother is taking a shower, is that something you can watch?"
Huhu: ...
Fu Linzheng threw his black hoodie onto the sofa, revealing his sharp shoulders and back. His inverted triangle physique was sculpted, with clearly defined muscles that exuded a wild tension.
He walked over and knocked on Rong Weiyue's bathroom door. His tall, imposing figure leaned against the door, a hot dog already rolling in his palm. His dark eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was low and husky.
"Baby, open the door."
"what."
He swallowed hard, his voice hoarse. "Can't we just watch instead of doing it?"
"No way, is it any of your business to watch me take a shower?"
Fu Linzheng: "..."
Huhu, sitting next to me, rolled around leisurely on the floor.
Fu Linzheng was so angry that he removed the white fluffy ball from the room.
In the bathroom, Rong Weiyue saw the rosy blush spreading across her face and couldn't help but blush and feel her heart race. It seemed that with the help of pastry chef Fu Linzheng, the strawberry cake was getting rounder and rounder lately.
That's terrible...
No matter how much they knocked on the door, she ignored them. After a while, she finished showering and came out of the bathroom to see Fu Linzheng sitting on the edge of the bed. He had also taken a shower, with a loose towel around his waist and his muscular upper body bare. Water droplets from his black hair rolled down and slid down the Cuban black chain around his neck, making one's blood boil.
He turned his head and saw the little girl in a black slip dress. Her skin was as smooth as jade, as if bathed in moonlight. His eyes darkened instantly, as if he had set his sights on prey.
His Adam's apple bobbed heavily. He stood up, walked over, and pulled her into his arms, looking extremely anxious. Rong Weiyue couldn't help but laugh and muttered, "Fu Linzheng, what are you doing? I already said I needed to practice the piano..."
His breathing was heavy, he was so desperate to see her, "How long will it take to practice?"
"Who knows? Why don't you figure it out yourself?"
Fu Linzheng bit her red lips in anger: "You wait, just you wait, see how I deal with you tonight."
"It's not possible right now..."
Rong Weiyue pushed him away, smiled, and walked out of the room. Fu Linzheng let out a deep breath, suppressing all his thoughts.
Meanwhile, Rong Weiyue went to the music room. She was learning a new piece of music and was curled up on the sofa listening to the song and copying the sheet music.
Half an hour later, my phone vibrated.
It was Sheng Liu calling.
She answered the phone on speakerphone, and Sheng Liu's soft voice came through: "Yueyue, we're home. We just wanted to let you know we're safe. We were stuck in traffic for an hour on the way."
"Okay, then you should get some rest tonight."
"Yes, your dad is here. He heard you talking about the studio today and felt sorry for you. He insisted that I call to tell you to take care of your health and not to overwork yourself. The free-range chicken I brought today should be stewed with ginseng to make soup. Also, take those medicinal herbs and stew them with pork ribs and pork bones. It will help you recover."
Rong Weiyue replied as she wrote the score, "Okay."
Sheng Liu turned on speakerphone, placed the phone on the table, and talked about her feelings after meeting the Fu family elders today. She said that they no longer had any concerns: "Although our family is not as wealthy as the Fu family, we have saved quite a bit over the years. Your parents will definitely prepare a good dowry for you so that you won't be looked down upon. The Fu family doesn't mind, but the relatives will always have something to say."
Rong Chengye said guiltily, "Yueyue, your father and mother didn't take good care of you when you were in college. We actually saved all that money for you. You can take more and Xuxu can take less in the future."
Rong Weiyue didn't really care about these things and responded softly. Sheng Liu sighed, "You're already married in the blink of an eye. Time flies. But Lin Zheng is a really good kid. We are very satisfied."
Rong Weiyue smiled faintly, "I was worried that you might have a problem with him."
“Where did he get his opinion? He’s knowledgeable, articulate, and takes good care of you. Your father and I can tell he’s mature, steady, and gentle.”
Mature, steady, and gentle...
This was the first time she had heard those two words used to describe Fu Linzheng, and she almost laughed, “He’s been holding back his temper in front of you guys.”
Sheng Liu said, "But he is indeed very gentle with you. You don't know, we've heard a lot of rumors before, saying that he has an outgoing personality, is unrestrained and dissolute, and usually has a lot of fun. We didn't see any of that."
Rong Chengye chimed in, "Azheng is a well-educated and reasonable young man. You should take good care of him. Husbands and wives should support each other."
As Rong Weiyue finished writing the score and was putting the black pen back on, the door to the music room was pushed open, and Fu Linzheng walked in. He was tall with sharp, dark eyes: "Baby, are you done practicing?"
"Um……"
Just as she was about to say that she was on the phone with her parents, Fu Linzheng walked over and pounced on her, forcefully pulling her into his arms.
Rong Weiyue was pressed onto the sofa, a soft moan escaping her red lips. Fu Linzheng encircled her, his dark eyes burning, his intense breath brushing against her.
"Baby, come back to the room with me, okay? I can't hold it in any longer, I'm really about to explode."
? ? ?
Before Rong Weiyue could cover his mouth, her cheeks flushed crimson. She gestured to the phone on the piano stand, blushing with embarrassment, and said, "I'm talking to my parents."
Turning his head, Fu Linzheng caught a glimpse of the call screen on his phone: "..."
On the other end of the phone, Rong Chengye and Sheng Liu, who had just praised him for his gentle and refined manners, were speechless: ...?
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