Chapter 53 "Don't move, lie still."
Chapter 52
The backstage lights were glaringly cold, like the lights in front of a judge's bench shining mercilessly on Ke Yinmeng, tearing away her disguise. Hearing Fu Linzheng's words, the color drained from her face, and her back trembled.
Tonight should have been the most dazzling moment of her life. She had been looking forward to it for a long time, and she even fantasized that after tonight's concert, all the major media outlets would vie to haile her as "the future of young Chinese violinists." She wanted to be admired and loved, to gain both fame and fortune, and to trample those who had looked down on her underfoot.
But she never expected that the stain from back then would be exposed at this moment.
Through the curtain, the uproar and jeers from the audience crashed over her like a tsunami, crushing Ke Yinmeng's chest. All her dignity, pride, and smugness collapsed in that moment, exposed to everyone's eyes.
At this moment, Rong Chengye, Sheng Liu, Rong Xinxu, and Yin Lu followed closely behind. They had accompanied Rong Weiyue early in the morning and had just witnessed the whole event.
As if surrounded, Ke Yinmeng's breathing quickened, her mind went blank, her numb hands clenched her palms, and she glared angrily and shamefully at Rong Weiyue and Fu Linzheng:
"This was something you planned from the very beginning..."
They want to humiliate her today!
Rong Weiyue looked at her with eyes as cold and sharp as blades, and raised her red lips:
"Isn't this something I learned from you? Shouldn't everyone be allowed to appreciate such a wonderful side of you?"
Ke Yinmeng's lips trembled, her features stiff as if cast in plaster, she had lost the ability to think. She turned to run away, but was stopped by Fu Linzheng, his eyes as cold as winter.
"Ms. Ke, are you scared now? Do you think you can erase what happened back then by running away?"
Yin Lu also came over, "Ke Yinmeng, we waited six years to finally catch you! You're a beast in human form!!"
Ke Yinmeng's eyes trembled. Tai Chao and Ke's mother rushed over from below the stage. Ke's mother immediately protected her daughter and looked at them in astonishment: "What does this mean? What exactly happened...?"
Ke's mother instinctively protected her daughter. When she saw Rong Weiyue, she recognized her: "Weiyue? How is it you? Didn't you and Mengmeng often practice the piano together when you were little? Is there some misunderstanding? Let's talk things out. Don't frame my daughter!"
Yin Lu said angrily, "Auntie, you don't know what dirty things your daughter has done? She framed someone else. It was clearly written on the screen just now. Ke Yinmeng altered the subtitles to frame Wei Yue during the final of the Mingheng Cup, saying that she got the championship by relying on others and that she manipulated the results to win the championship. This caused Wei Yue's championship to be canceled, and she even changed her college application and left Beijing."
Yin Lu showed the video of the incident to Ke's mother and Tai Chao. Sheng Liu's eyes reddened: "My daughter won first place, and then your daughter smeared her. Do you know what Anxi's disgusting words mean to a young girl?! How would you feel if your daughter was treated like that?!"
At the time, many people called Rong Weiyue a slut and a whore, spread rumors about her and Fu Linzheng, and said that she had multiple boyfriends. Some lewd men even sent her messages saying that she looked obedient but was unexpectedly proactive, asking if she would like to give it a try.
Ke Yin dreamed of trampling Rong Weiyue under his feet, but he did it in such a vicious way, using Rong Weiyue, his childhood friend with whom he had studied piano.
The video on the phone spoke volumes. Tai Chao and Ke's mother watched the video with shock and disbelief in their eyes. Fu Linzheng's voice was cold and deep: "Ms. Ke gave the USB drive that slandered my wife to the intern on duty in the name of her father, Ke Wangshan. Afterwards, Ke Wangshan gave the intern 100,000 yuan as hush money. The recording just now is irrefutable evidence."
Ke's mother looked at her daughter with trembling eyes, still incredulous: "Mengmeng, did you really do this?"
Ke Yinmeng met her mother's gaze, unwilling to admit it in front of her, stubbornly insisting, "It wasn't me, I didn't..."
Yin Lu: "Ke Yinmeng, the evidence is right here, why are you still trying to deny it?"
Just then, a broken, hoarse middle-aged male voice came from the stairwell behind: "Mengmeng, let's admit our mistake..."
Ke Yinmeng was startled and turned her head to look. She saw Ke Wangshan walking out from backstage. He was dressed in tattered clothes and was thin and weak. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked at her dejectedly.
Ke Wangshan wanted to take responsibility for what happened back then, and he didn't want to see his daughter make the same mistake again.
“Mengmeng, we made a mistake back then. I shouldn’t have protected you and taken your side. This harmed you and the other children…”
Ke Yinmeng's face instantly contorted, like a torn piece of cloth: "Shut up! Who let you come!"
Ke Yinmeng lost control of her emotions, throwing whatever she was holding and yelling, "You're my father, and you're still taking their side?! If you hadn't failed to clean up my mess back then and been recorded, would I have been discovered?! I'm doing so well now, about to become a nationally renowned violinist, and you're helping them ruin me!"
Rong Xinxu's anger blazed: "Listen to this, everyone! She admitted it all! She's the one who harmed my sister!"
Ms. Ke looked at her daughter in shock: "Mengmeng, how could you do such a thing!"
Seeing the disappointed and reproachful look in her mother's eyes, Ke Yinmeng's long-suppressed emotions finally erupted:
"So what if I can't stand Rong Weiyue? I just can't bear to see her doing well. Why does everyone like her? She can easily get everything I could ever dream of. I just hate her. I just want to destroy her—"
"Smack—!"
A sharp crack rang in Ke Yinmeng's ears, and a burning pain seared half of her cheek.
Ke Yinmeng was knocked backward by the blow, blood instantly trickling from the corner of her mouth. She covered her face and froze on the spot.
Mrs. Ke's raised hand was still trembling slightly, her chest heaving violently, and her eyes were red with anger: "Ke Yinmeng, you have disappointed me too much!"
Looking at her, Ke's mother's voice was sharp and stern: "How have I raised you since you were little?! I hoped that before you become an excellent violinist, you would first become a kind and upright child. Weiyue has been your best friend since childhood. You practiced the violin together, and she often lent you her sheet music and invited you to her home for meals. When you encountered difficulties, she practiced with you again and again. Have you forgotten all of that? You slandered her in front of so many people. How did I teach you before?! No matter what others do, we should be down-to-earth and do our own thing. We can't compare ourselves to others or be jealous!"
Upon hearing this, Ke Yinmeng bit her lower lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, her entire face burning red.
She knew that Rong Weiyue had always treated her as a good friend and was sincere to her, but she just couldn't control her jealousy. Ever since the first time the teacher criticized her for not working hard enough in class and praised Rong Weiyue for her talent and good playing, she had developed a comparative mentality.
Just as ordinary people never envy the wealth of world-renowned businessmen like Bill Gates and Warren Buffett, but instead envy their classmates and colleagues who were once in similar positions, Ke Yinmeng was most envious of Rong Weiyue, who was closest to her.
She felt that God was unfair. Why was Rong Weiyue more talented, prettier, more popular with her classmates, and from a better family than her? Even a top-tier nobleman like Fu Linzheng would do anything to pursue her.
Even though Rong Weiyue later chose the path of arts and crafts in the college entrance examination, she was still able to win the Mingheng Cup championship upon graduation.
Ke Yinmeng had been preparing for the Mingheng Cup for a long time, aiming to win the championship. However, on the day of the selection, she saw Fu Linzheng accompanying Rong Weiyue to register. Later, Rong Weiyue's performance was consistently outstanding, so she felt that Rong Weiyue must have gotten there because of Fu Linzheng's connections.
Just before the finals, she accidentally injured her hand. Overwhelmed by despair and resentment, she decided to destroy Rong Weiyue and shatter the beautiful image she held in everyone's hearts.
Even if she couldn't win the championship herself, she didn't want Rong Weiyue to win it.
Did she feel guilty? Did she regret it? She admitted that she did.
But those emotions were quickly replaced by the exhilaration of revenge. She had eliminated the people blocking her way and could now embrace the applause and stage that rightfully belonged to her.
For the next six years, she embarked on a path of success that others envied: graduating from a top music academy, studying under renowned masters, touring the world, becoming a famous violinist, finding a loving and doting partner, and providing her mother with a better life.
She also thought that heaven had long forgotten that dark past.
But she didn't expect that many things are not unpunished, but rather that the time has not yet come.
On this night, when she was closest to the peak and most in the spotlight, the pain she had inflicted on Rong Weiyue was returned to her in double measure.
Rong Chengye looked at her and said in a deep voice, "Shameless, immoral. What good is it if you look glamorous on the outside? Your heart is so dirty. You owe my daughter an apology!"
Ke Yinmeng's face was pale, and tears streamed down her face. Rong Weiyue looked up at her indifferently: "Ke Yinmeng, I have always regarded you as a friend. When we met again, you greeted me warmly and invited me to Qinju. I thought you cherished our friendship. I did not expect that you just wanted to expose my scars and humiliate me with others."
If she had been more vulnerable at the violin gathering that day, and hadn't had the courage to pick up the violin, and if Fu Linzheng hadn't been by her side, how painful it would have been for her to come back from that gathering.
Six years ago, she lost contact with Ke Yinmeng, but she never suspected her and never put her on guard.
Rong Weiyue's lips curled into a smile: "Ke Yinmeng, I have never blocked you in any way. You are just as excellent without me. Think about it yourself. Did you steal your achievements from me? Did you get into the top music academy and become an excellent performer by defeating me? You could still get to where you are today without me. You made yourself who you are today, and you also destroyed yourself."
From beginning to end, it was her inner demons that bound her.
"My failure does not represent your success. On the contrary, our successes have never conflicted. You have completely misjudged your own value."
Ke Yinmeng's eyes were blank with shock. Everything she had built in her heart shattered at this moment, and she lowered her head and shed tears.
Rong Weiyue said coldly:
"I don't need your apology, because it's meaningless. Just like you're crying now, it's not because you feel guilty, but simply because you've been exposed."
She will not forgive someone like that.
Ke Yinmeng bit her lip tightly. Fu Linzheng raised his hand to shield Rong Weiyue in his arms, his voice cold and sharp:
“Ms. Ke, my legal team has drafted a lawyer’s letter, which will be delivered to you soon. I will pursue this matter to the end on behalf of my wife.”
Fu Linzheng curled his lips into a smile, uttering each word clearly:
"Don't you like the feeling of being the center of attention? Don't worry, I will use all my connections and methods to make your name forever nailed to the pillar of shame in the industry, for everyone to see."
These words were like a final, heavy blow, shattering Ke Yinmeng's last shred of self-respect. She felt as if all her strength had been drained, and she was about to collapse to the ground.
Fu Linzheng left with Rong Weiyue, followed by the others. Tai Chao broke free from Ke Yinmeng's grasp, and in a panic, she grabbed him, saying, "Tai Chao, I shouldn't have done that. I know I was wrong. I promise I'll never do it again. You won't abandon your fiancée, right? I truly love you..."
The man looked at her with disappointment and anger: "Do you think I wouldn't be afraid to share a bed with someone like you?"
Ke Yinmeng choked up: "Tai Chao, I was wrong..."
He flung his hand away. "Ke Yinmeng, let's just pretend we've never met."
The man left without looking back.
The lights were blinding, and Ke Yinmeng lost her footing. Her crying mother couldn't hold her back, and she staggered and fell to the ground.
Why……
Her childhood dream, which was finally about to come true, has been completely shattered at this moment...
Industry honors, prestigious status, beautiful love, her mother's pride—she lost it all…
Ke Yinmeng felt as if she had been pushed into an abyss. All her words turned into blood and spread in her throat. She lowered her head and let out a shrill, tearing cry that echoed backstage for a long time.
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After the solo recital ended that evening, Ke Yinmeng's disgraceful act was quickly exposed by industry media and spread online, causing a huge uproar.
Mingheng had already made arrangements with the media to blur all information related to Rong Weiyue, only pushing Ke Yinmeng into the spotlight.
Fu Linzheng has always been ruthless in his methods.
Upon hearing the news, a large number of Ke Yinmeng's fans turned against her and angrily criticized her. Audiences demanded refunds because the entire recital was ruined due to her personal reasons. The organizers held Ke Yinmeng accountable and demanded compensation. Soon after, Ke Yinmeng's management company also announced the termination of her contract because of her misconduct and that she had to pay a large amount of liquidated damages.
The following day, the Musicians Association issued a disciplinary notice, banning Ke Yinmeng from performing as a soloist for three years. Several theaters and brands that endorsed her terminated their contracts with her. Her performances scheduled for next year in various places were canceled one after another. In fact, many concert halls at home and abroad put her on the "uninvited list" and banned her from performing for life.
Many fans said they must be blind to like her. Ke Yinmeng became a pariah, losing everything overnight and incurring millions in debt.
She has wronged others in the past, and now she is being punished tenfold.
Meanwhile, at Mingheng Group, Chairman Fu Sisheng personally issued an order to internally criticize and dismiss the vice president of Mingheng Culture for concealing the matter and arbitrarily revoking the championship, and to hold all relevant staff members accountable. Leaders from Mingheng Culture personally visited Rong Weiyue to apologize and offer compensation.
After a reinvestigation, the organizing committee announced that Rong Weiyue's results that year were completely legal and compliant, and officially returned the championship honor to her.
Justice, six years overdue, has finally arrived.
Cai Ning and her classmates at the piano practice center were shocked and speechless with envy for Rong Weiyue. Many people also felt sorry for Rong Weiyue's experience.
[Back then, I also believed what was said at the awards ceremony and always thought that Rong Weiyue won the championship by relying on Fu Linzheng's connections. It turns out she was wronged...]
Back then, my parents told me to stay away from Rong Weiyue, so I deleted her on WeChat. Now I feel so guilty; I'm sorry to her.
[My heart aches for Weiyue; she was insulted so badly back then. I would have wanted to kill myself if I were in her shoes.]
[I always knew Wei Yue wasn't that kind of person. I still have the video of her performance in the finals on my phone. Even my university professors said she was truly talented and deservedly the number one spot.]
[Yeah, she and Fu Linzheng were just dating normally, and they're married now, okay?]
[A hug to Weiyue, hoping she can move on from what happened back then and embrace a better life.]
Some of the people who criticized her back then apologized to her privately. Teacher Cai Ning and her friends also comforted her. Even the woman in the black dress and the woman with short hair quickly turned against her and admitted their mistakes, saying that they had been deceived by Ke Yinmeng before.
Fu Linzheng told Rong Weiyue, "My legal team has filed a lawsuit against Ke Yinmeng and Ke Wangshan in your name."
With conclusive evidence, it is expected that the two individuals will publicly apologize to Rong Weiyue and compensate her for the damages caused by infringing on her rights to reputation and honor.
Rong Weiyue and Fu Linzheng discussed it and decided not to pay compensation. Such punishment was enough to ruin Ke Yinmeng's reputation. They didn't lack that little bit of money, and they would feel it was dirty to use it. Moreover, Rong Weiyue thought about how hard Ke's mother was working and couldn't bear to do it.
When she was little, Ke's mother treated her very well, often cooking delicious food for her and doting on her. She did it not for Ke Yinmeng, but for Ke's mother.
Meanwhile, Ke Wangshan returned to his hometown, and news of his affair spread. Many people gossiped about him and Ke Yinmeng, and the business in his shop gradually declined. Ke Yinmeng broke up with Tai Chao, was blacklisted in the industry, and her reputation was ruined. She and her mother moved away from Beijing and returned to her mother's hometown to live a mediocre life.
As for Lin Han, he handed over the 100,000 yuan from that year to Rong Weiyue, sincerely admitting his mistake because he was indeed forced into it. He also provided a recording in the end. Rong Weiyue and Fu Linzheng did not pursue the matter further and donated the money to charity.
Thus, the events of six years ago have finally come to a close and come to an end.
That evening, Fu Linzheng and Rong Weiyue chatted, and Fu Linzheng expressed his remorse:
“If I had known about what happened earlier, you could have gotten out of the shadow of that time sooner, and I wouldn’t have let my little moon drift alone for so many years.”
Rong Weiyue's nose tingled with tears. She hugged him and said in a soft, smiling voice, "It's okay. It's not too late now. You're by my side, and everyone knows the truth. Just like you said in the interview you gave in Lucerne, 'I didn't lose anything.'"
For them, all the bad things are in the past.
Now, the future holds only blooming flowers and bright sunshine.
Fu Linzheng took the little girl on a two-day trip to another province to relax. The two of them stayed together and forgot about everything else.
Now that it's late December, Fu Linzheng said he'd take her somewhere else around Christmas.
Back in Beijing, their sweet married life returned to normal.
On a weekend morning, Rong Weiyue slept in late. When Fu Linzheng came into the bedroom after finishing his meeting around 10 a.m., she was still lying in bed.
The little girl was wearing a white spaghetti strap nightgown adorned with strawberry prints. She was lying on the bed playing on her phone, covered with a thin blanket. Her slender, jade-like legs were dangling up and down, and her skin was as delicate as snow. She was as cute as a strawberry cream roll.
Huhu came in at some point and obediently squatted down by the bedside under her head, acting as a phone stand for her mother, letting her watch videos while rubbing her head.
"Baby, you're so cute, I love you the most..."
The fluffy white ball wagged its tail, tilted its head, and rubbed against her hand, making her eyes crinkle into crescent moons.
Fu Linzheng scoffed lightly.
Are they this sweet together even when he's not around?
Rong Weiyue was playing on her phone when she felt the blanket being pulled back. Before the chill could even set in, a body as hard as iron covered her. The innocent little kitten was completely enveloped in a hunting net. The man's voice was low and lazy:
"The sun's already high in the sky, aren't you going to get up yet?"
The man's muscular arm braced against her side, holding her firmly in place. Her strawberry nightgown was wrinkled, his chest pressed against her slender back, and his other arm encircled her.
Rong Weiyue's eyelashes fluttered, and she turned to see Fu Linzheng. She looked bewildered and said in a sweet voice, "I just woke up and wanted to stay in bed a little longer. Why did you come in without making a sound..."
The strawberry rolls smelled sweet and were incredibly delicious. Fu Linzheng's warm breath caught her earlobe, and he smirked mischievously, "Really? I haven't come in yet, baby."
Rong Weiyue was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was saying, her cheeks turning strawberry red: "Fu Linzheng, can you please stop being such a scoundrel first thing in the morning..."
She was still scrolling through her phone, but was forced to stop. At just over 1.6 meters tall, she was now being enveloped by a man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall and whose body was as broad as a towering mountain. The difference in their sizes made her heart race.
Fu Linzheng pressed down with his aura, the strawberry river sinking into his palm:
"Just because my son is cute doesn't mean I'm a scoundrel?"
The soufflé collapsed, Rong Weiyue's cheeks flushed like peaches, her breathing became a erratic drumbeat, she bit her lip to suppress a soft moan, and she couldn't help but be shocked at how quickly she had fallen for Fu Linzheng...
She gently scolded him, "That's the truth, look at what you're doing right now..."
Fu Linzheng's voice was heavy. "Of course it's you."
Rong Weiyue was stunned for a moment, then said that this person was awful. Fu Linzheng kissed her shoulder blades, his eyes were deep red, and his voice was hoarse: "Baby, I want you so much, will you give me the rod?"
He always said what he wanted. When he wanted to hug and kiss her in high school, he did it like that. He would lock her in his arms in an empty alley, caressing and cuddling her until her defenses crumbled.
Given Fu Linzheng's height, appearance, and roguish personality, how many women wouldn't take the bait if he made the first move? Luckily, he only has eyes for young girls; if he were more unrestrained and promiscuous, he would have slept with quite a few women.
Sweat beaded on Rong Weiyue's nose. She felt like she was in a sauna in his arms. Her ears tingled at his words. The man pressed her in a hoarse voice, his fingertips twirling the small white thread: "Will you give it to me or not, baby?"
She was no match for him. She buried her face in his strong arms and whispered sweetly, "Here, whatever you want, for as long as you want, I'll give you everything..."
Damn, she really knows how to drive him crazy.
Fu Linzheng intertwined his fingers with hers, brushed aside her cascading black hair, and kissed the back of her neck. Rong Weiyue whispered, "But Hu Hu is still here. Take Hu Hu out."
She was still very shy in front of the dog...
Fu Linzheng looked at the small light bulb on the floor and said coldly, "Fu Huhu, get out, your parents have things to do."
Upon hearing this, Hu Hu jumped onto the bed and sat quietly watching them.
Fu Linzheng: "..."
Fu Linzheng looked at his wayward son with a dark expression, uttered a few words, and bribed him: "A piece of goat cheese."
Then the white fluffy ball rolled around leisurely on the bed.
Fu Linzheng: "..."
He laughed in exasperation, "Add another freeze-dried salmon chunk, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Huhu wagged its tail and, just as it was about to be caught, jumped down and walked out of the room.
Rong Weiyue couldn't help but laugh, "How come Huhu is so smart? Can it really understand human speech?"
Fu Linzheng scoffed, "I shouldn't have raised it to be exceptionally intelligent. I should have raised it to be stupid, spending its days playing with flies and eating garbage."
Rong Weiyue arched her eyebrows, "You're so mean, you're such a bad dad."
He stared intently at her. "Say it again, who's bad?"
She bit the blanket, "You're so mean! Who comes here in broad daylight? I hate it..."
Fu Linzheng smirked and bit her earlobe, "If you keep being stubborn, see how I deal with you."
Xiao Bai Lei Si was a little annoyed by Fu Linzheng's wedding ring. His dark eyes were deep, and he gripped her with his large palm, saying in a hoarse voice, "Baby, why do you have to dress so provocatively? Don't you think you're asking for trouble even in broad daylight?"
After getting married, the young woman was coaxed into buying a whole wardrobe of QQny thongs in various styles, since they were mostly disposable and would be torn apart. In addition, she would wear thongs at home if she didn't go out. Fu Linzheng would be furious every time he saw them, as they were extremely convenient for him.
She bit her lip, her almond-shaped eyes shimmering, her voice like a kitten's claws scratching at him: "Don't you like it...?"
The enemy has already raised their banners and attacked the city gate.
What do you think?
Fu Linzheng got up and went to open the drawer. Rong Weiyue tried to turn around, but Fu Linzheng quickly returned and ordered in a hoarse voice:
"Don't move, okay?"
This morning, Fu Linzheng made a chocolate bar pudding dessert in the kitchen. There were two round, plump coconut milk puddings, soft and fluffy. First, she drizzled a layer of shiny sugar syrup on them, then tapped the puddings with a heated chocolate bar, and the puddings wobbled.
The chocolate bar was tapped, and the two coconut milk puddings bounced back in the same way, making the kitten cry. Then the chocolate was placed between the two puddings and sent into the steamer together.
Beads of sweat appeared on the woman's nose; this dessert-making lesson was too difficult. She said in a soft voice, "Fu Linzheng..."
"What's wrong?" he asked in a hoarse voice, pecking her cheek.
She sniffed and pouted, "So...so abrupt..."
The man smirked wickedly, "You've been eating so much lately, why does it always feel so abrupt?"
That's all his fault...
Fu Linzheng wasn't feeling too well either. She really cherished her too much. She had been pregnant just a few hours ago, but it was as if she didn't exist. He held her hand tightly and coaxed her softly, "Baby, your mouth is too small. Of course, it would be a little abrupt at first if you swallowed it all in one big gulp. Just wait a little longer and it will be fine."
The pudding in the steamer collapsed.
After that, Fu Linzheng completely obeyed her commands.
In December, the sun is not high in the sky, but the light is still clear. Sunlight shines obliquely through the French windows, and beams of light dance on the walls.
The trees downstairs are bare, their branches casting dappled shadows in the sunlight, like a dark silhouette.
The music began to play again in the bedroom.
It's a kitten meowing and a beast roaring.
The clock ticked away, like tears rolling down her cheeks. Fu Linzheng turned Xiao Chengzi over and held her in his arms. The man, whose dark eyes were like ink splashed on a canvas, leaned back lazily, his legs bent. "Baby, lie down."
Outside the window, butterflies fluttered, and geese drew a large character in the sky. The kitten leaned back on the leg bridge he had set up for her, and he held her with both hands.
She entered an amusement park and boarded the log flume ride.
When the boat reached its highest point, it plunged straight down, and the feeling of weightlessness hit her. Water splashed everywhere, and she was grabbed and played with hundreds of times.
After a while, the little girl lay on his chest and cried, saying she was dizzy and didn't want to play anymore. Fu Linzheng held her cheeks, caught her breath, and took the initiative.
After a while, his phone rang. She mustered a sliver of reason and urged him to answer it. Fu Linzheng kissed her and said, "I don't care."
Rong Weiyue blushed when she saw her phone: "It's the housekeeper...they must be at the door by now."
This is the time we always do a thorough cleaning today.
Fu Linzheng's expression was somber. He exhaled and answered the call. Sure enough, several housekeepers were at the door. Fu Linzheng hoarsely recited the password to the door lock: "Come in and clean the living room and kitchen first."
"OK."
Soon, the sound of a door opening and the voices of the aunties came from outside. Rong Weiyue's eyes were red, and she lowered her voice, "The aunties are here, they'll hear us..."
Fu Linzheng was utterly wicked; nothing could dampen his spirits, especially since the threshold was approaching. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Baby, let them sweep, we'll do ours, it won't affect anything."
He rolled over and pinned her to his chest.
The bright afternoon sun shone through the window and streamed into the room through the balcony, casting a soft golden glow. The air seemed clear and bright because of the sunlight, as if even the chill was softened.
The minute hand had turned another quarter of the way. The underwater earthquake had triggered a volcanic eruption, and the little girl was held tightly in the man's arms, her thoughts completely taken away by his kiss.
The small fish was scooped up and electrocuted.
The dried anchovies were covered in lots of cheese.
A few minutes later, Fu Linzheng lowered his head and brushed the stray hairs from her cheek, a half-smile on his face: "Baby, still not recovered?"
The spot where she was sitting started to feel cool, and she sobbed with embarrassment, saying, "My heart was pounding so hard, I was completely soaked."
The man smiled and said, "It's nothing. When don't you do this?"
She buried her face in his chest, and thinking back to what had just happened, she wanted to disappear into the ground. "The aunties must have heard everything, it's all your fault..."
Fu Linzheng picked her up and said nonchalantly, "So what if you heard it? What can't a legally married couple do?"
After washing up in the bathroom, he carried her to change into a new nightgown. They cuddled tenderly. Fu Linzheng quickly tidied himself up, then picked her up. "Are you hungry, baby? Shall I take you to eat?"
"good……"
She had no strength left...
Fu Linzheng carried her out. When the housekeeper saw the two of them, she knew they had a good relationship and smiled, saying, "Hello, Mr. Fu, hello, Mrs. Fu."
Fu Linzheng responded casually, "Take the sheet on the carpet in the master bedroom and wash it."
The housekeeper, of course, heard the commotion and thought to herself that the young man was indeed young, but she replied without changing her expression, "Yes, sir."
As Rong Weiyue walked into the kitchen, she blushed. Seeing this, Fu Linzheng chuckled and rubbed her ear: "What? Now you know how to be shy? You weren't shy when you were seducing me?"
She ignored him and said she wanted water. "I'm so hungry. What are we having for lunch? You only care about yourself and don't care about my stomach?"
Fu Linzheng scoffed, "Rong Weiyue, do you have any conscience? I got up at seven this morning, exercised, fed you breakfast, went out to buy groceries, and even bought the pan-fried buns and peach gum soup you wanted. After the meeting, I even went in to serve you a meal. Is this what you call only thinking of yourself?"
"..."
She saw the ingredients already washed on the counter and smiled, "Okay, I was lazy, I slept in."
Fu Linzheng played with her hair and raised an eyebrow: "It's okay. You must have been exhausted last night. If you want to sleep, just keep sleeping. There's no chores for you to do around the house."
This person knows that too...
Fu Linzheng turned and walked out: "Go weigh yourself first."
She hadn't weighed herself in a while and was a little nervous: "I've been trying to eat more lately, so I should be able to gain weight, right..."
Fu Linzheng glanced at her leisurely: "I've been feeding you so hard lately, it would be best if you gained weight. If you lose weight, you'd better figure it out yourself."
“It’s not entirely my fault,” she muttered softly. “It’s mainly because I don’t eat enough to keep up with the energy I get from all the exercise I do every day.”
Fu Linzheng: "Every time, I'm the one who does the work. What have you done besides yelling and crying?"
"..."
She picked up the little girl and put her on the scale. She was overjoyed to find that she had gained almost five pounds. "I've gained weight!" she exclaimed.
"This is nothing! Keep gaining weight."
Rong Weiyue wanted to roll her eyes at his tone. "It sounds like you're a slaughterhouse owner, raising rabbits until they're plump and white before slaughtering and eating them."
Fu Linzheng quipped, "Even if I'm not fair-skinned and chubby, I still eat every day, don't I?"
"..."
At noon, Fu Linzheng made her beer chicken and abalone and pork rib soup, which the little girl loved and was amazed by how much better his cooking skills were.
"Fu Linzheng, how exactly did you train?"
The man said calmly, "Do I need to practice? A kitchen genius like me will be able to cut chrysanthemum tofu in a while."
"...?" Did he really get cocky after just a couple of compliments?
Fu Linzheng really wanted to learn how to make chrysanthemum tofu. He had asked the chef beforehand how long it would take to start. The chef looked at him, who could cut potato shreds into potato chunks, and was silent for two seconds: "Mr. Fu, don't try to do the impossible. Otherwise, you won't be able to go down this path and you will feel a strong sense of frustration."
Fu Linzheng: ?
If someone looks down on another, the word "frustration" simply doesn't exist in their life.
However, he has recently been focusing on learning home-style cooking. In addition to learning from his teacher, he also needs to practice at home, starting with the most basic skills of cutting meat and vegetables, and then moving on to cooking.
In the evening, after finishing his usual stir-fry in the room, he washed the little girl and carried her back to bed before coming out of the kitchen to practice.
A while later, Xia Sili called my phone.
He was away on a business trip abroad and called to ask about work. Fu Linzheng answered, and Xia Sili was surprised:
"It's past midnight, I thought you had gone to sleep first?"
The man said lazily, "I'm not asleep, I'm cooking."
Xia Sili: ?
Xia Sili coughed lightly, suppressing a laugh: "Fu Linzheng, you don't need to tell me such a private matter. I won't disturb you and Weiyue anymore. Just do your job well."
"..."
Fu Linzheng silently stirred the meat in the pot: "Xia Sili, what kind of filthy thoughts are you having? I'm in the kitchen."
"Ah... kitchen play?"
Fu Linzheng scolded him: "I was talking about real food."
Xia Sili was surprised, not expecting him to be serious. Fu Linzheng said calmly, "Yueyue said she wants to eat spicy stir-fried beef tomorrow, let's try it tonight."
Xia Sili clicked his tongue lightly: "Fu Linzheng, don't love him too much. I've never seen you cook in my life. I thought Wei Yue would be cooking for you after we got married."
Fu Linzheng scoffed: "Isn't cooking the most basic thing for a married man? I wouldn't want her to go into the kitchen."
After finishing their business, Fu Linzheng hung up the phone and started stirring the beef in the pot.
The oil accidentally burst open, splashing onto the back of his hand, turning it a scalding red. He frowned slightly, but continued as if he didn't feel anything.
After finishing everything and tidying up the kitchen, he returned to the bedroom and saw the little girl lying on the bed, her sleeping face gentle. He took a shower, gently pulled her into his arms from behind, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
The next day at noon, Rong Weiyue ate the stir-fried beef and said it tasted very good, but she noticed a big blister on the back of his hand. Her heart tightened, and she quickly took his hand and asked, "What happened to you?"
He said casually, "It's nothing, I just got burned by accident."
I didn't treat it last night, and it's bubbling up today.
Feeling sorry for him, she quickly went to get some burn ointment to apply to him, and softly asked if it hurt. Fu Linzheng smiled and said, "I'm thick-skinned, why would I feel pain?"
Rong Weiyue sniffed, "You'd better not cook anymore..."
"What, you don't like my cooking?"
"No, I just don't want you to get hurt."
He smiled and pinched her cheek, saying lightly, "It's just a blister, do you think I'm that delicate? Besides, getting burned while cooking for my wife, isn't that a man's badge of honor?"
She couldn't help but laugh, "Idiot..."
After lunch, the two of them took Huhu to the pet park, just like a family of three going out.
When Rong Weiyue got home that evening, she took a shower and went to the living room to watch a movie. Fu Linzheng said he still had some official business to attend to, and she replied, "When will you be done with your work?"
"What, you want to do it?"
This person...
She said shyly, "No, it's so cold lying in bed all by myself."
She was prone to feeling cold, and although the room was heated, she felt like she couldn't warm up for a long time when she was alone in bed. But with Fu Linzheng by her side, she wasn't afraid.
Rong Weiyue is becoming more and more dependent on him and clinging to him like a little child. He thought he would find it hard to get used to, but the man finds it very enjoyable and likes her like this.
Fu Linzheng patted her head and coaxed her with a smile, "Then you watch the movie first, and I'll come over and carry you back to bed later, okay?"
"good."
Fu Linzheng went to the study, where Rong Weiyue turned on a suspense movie, then took a bottle of fruit wine and watched it while drinking the wine.
Hu Hu lay down beside her to keep her company. More than an hour later, the movie ended and the wine bottles were empty. Rong Weiyue sat on the carpet with Hu Hu in her arms, her rosy cheeks against the sofa. "Hu Hu, why isn't your dad done yet? I've already finished watching the movie."
Huhu licked her hand, its fluffy ears nestled in her palm. Rong Weiyue scratched its chin: "My son is the best. Let's abandon your father, okay?"
Huhu snuggled up to her, and Rong Weiyue hugged it, blinking her slightly tipsy eyes: "I'm so sleepy, I want to go to sleep..."
She chatted with Hu Hu in a daze for a while longer, but she couldn't stay awake any longer. She stood up, pouted, and said, "Never mind, I'm going to sleep."
On the other side, in the study.
Fu Linzheng, dressed in a dark blue bathrobe, sat at his desk. The desk lamp cast a warm glow, and the computer screen displayed the RIO curve and cash flow table. To the right was a multi-party conference call window.
Tonight's meeting is to promote the overseas distribution of Mingheng Film & Television. Attendees include leaders from the investment and finance departments of Mingheng Group's headquarters in China, heads of North American agencies and branches, and dozens of employees of all ages.
The meeting wasn't large; it mainly consisted of periodic summary reports.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night was as dark as ink, and snowflakes fluttered down.
Through the Bluetooth headset, employees were giving reports, a mix of Chinese and English. Fu Linzheng, with his long legs crossed, twirled a pen, his eyebrows and eyes indifferent, his voice deep and cold, as he spoke in English:
“Streaming services in North America and Southeast Asia need to be launched simultaneously. Delaying the launch would be a waste of the golden window of opportunity. Once it’s rolled out, RIO can go from 1.8 to 2.4. Do you think others can’t do the math? If we’re any slower, the market will be snatched away.”
Fu Linzheng perfectly inherited Fu Sisheng's business acumen and vision. Now, Fu Sisheng is entrusting him with more and more group affairs. The employees admire Fu Linzheng's decisive and ruthless abilities.
The man raised his eyes, looking indifferently at the forecast curve, his voice lazy yet sharp: "Moreover, the cash flow structure of this project is unstable. Insurance hedging is necessary, at least 60% needs to be locked in, otherwise the capital market will not buy it."
The employees acknowledged and took notes.
Everyone felt that Fu Linzheng was very serious and rarely smiled, which made them all apprehensive.
Just then, the study door clicked open.
Fu Linzheng looked up and was slightly taken aback.
The little girl walked in, wearing an adorable light pink plush nightgown. Her fair face resembled a camellia, flushed with a faint blush from drinking, and her almond-shaped eyes were so pure they seemed to drip with tears.
She looked at him hazily and asked softly, "Doggy, are you done with your work?"
Fu Linzheng paused slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing. Before he could answer, the slightly tipsy girl strolled in. Not noticing that he was wearing Bluetooth headphones, she went straight to the desk and snuggled into his lap to sit down.
"Why are you dawdling?" she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I've been waiting for you for half an hour. It's so cold sleeping alone, and my head is spinning from drinking. I feel so pathetic..."
Rong Weiyue's smooth, seaweed-like black hair cascaded down her back, her soft voice carrying a drunken, seductive tone, like a spoiled kitten: "Honey, didn't you promise to lull me to sleep? What are you doing? You lied to me again..."
Fu Linzheng chuckled softly, tightening his embrace around the person in his arms, his voice filled with helpless indulgence:
"Baby, I'm in a meeting."
"???!!" Rong Weiyue sobered up instantly.
QAQ
On the computer screen, dozens of staff members from home and abroad could clearly hear Rong Weiyue's voice through their headphones, and a silent commotion arose in the background.
Husband? Baby? ?
Holy crap, what's going on?!
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