Chapter Sixty-One: "Baby, I will miss you so much."...
Chapter 61
Rong Weiyue: "..."
When did he ever become associated with the word "thin-skinned"?
Fu Linzheng lazily ate his sandwich. The little girl took a sip of milk, her head spinning for a moment, and then said, "Oh, maybe I was dreaming. The dream was pretty real; you were like a shameless dog."
"...?"
Fu Linzheng laughed angrily, "Who looks like a shameless dog?"
She arched her eyebrows and said softly, "The dog is like a rascal."
He'd never seen anyone so mischievous. Fu Linzheng smiled and pulled her close, his hot breath washing over her as he bit her red lips, savoring their sweetness. She blushed crimson and whimpered shyly, "Fu Linzheng, I was wrong..."
“If you misbehave again, I’ll drag you back to your room,” he said hoarsely. “Wasn’t one time enough last night?”
She couldn't help but laugh, her eyes brightening: "Didn't you say I had a dream? If it was a dream, why are you so concerned about it?"
Fu Linzheng coughed lightly, "You can't slander me even in my dreams."
"snort……"
He's always been a shameless scoundrel.
In the end, Rong Weiyue couldn't find any concrete evidence and remained skeptical. After breakfast, Fu Linzheng cleared the table and went to the living room to refill the water dispenser. The little dumpling dressed in a bear costume hopped over and rubbed against his feet.
The little dumpling is white and fluffy, with a small bell hanging around its neck, like a vanilla ice cream.
Fu Linzheng bent down and patted its head, temporarily ending their mutual dislike from the previous night. He lazily teased, "Be a good boy and stay home to guard the house. Don't run around or make a fuss. Your dad's out earning dog food for you."
With a couple of soft hums, the little bear rubbed its ears against his palm, unusually well-behaved.
Rong Weiyue came out of the room and smiled: "Hehe, be a good girl and take good care of yourself at home. Mommy has to go out and earn money to buy freeze-dried food for you."
Fu Linzheng scoffed, then, holding a scarf, gloves, and a fluffy hat, called to the other talking bear, "Come here and put on your scarf. Your neck is bare, yet you're worrying about others?"
Rong Weiyue obediently walked over, and Fu Linzheng wrapped a milky brown cashmere scarf around her neck: "Day after day, after taking care of the little ones, you take care of the big ones. None of them are easy to deal with."
She buried her face in her scarf, her eyes crinkling into a smile. "Isn't it because you insisted on serving them? And how lucky you are, living a life with both cats and dogs at such a young age."
Rong Weiyue has a pert nose, red lips and white teeth, and eyes as clear as the moon. Her delicate features exude a soft and gentle charm, like a little ragdoll cat.
Fu Linzheng smiled and took out gloves: "Little cat, stretch out your claws."
She reached out her hand, and he put gloves and a hat on her. She really looked like a fluffy little bear. She snuggled into his arms, and the man leaned down to look at her, a smile spreading across his eyes: "How can you be so cute, baby?"
"How can you be so cute? Aren't you interested in giving me a kiss?" She smiled.
How could Fu Linzheng refuse? He held the back of her head and kissed her gently yet persistently, pressing her against the kitchen counter until she was dizzy and disoriented. After a while, he was slightly out of breath, his voice low and husky:
"Baby, how about we postpone our work by half an hour?"
? ?
This guy is always thinking about it, and how could he possibly have half an hour...?
Her face flushed as she suppressed her racing heart, and she scolded him, "No, don't be silly..."
He leaned down and nibbled at her earlobe. "Then come home early tonight, and cook something as soon as you get home, okay?"
Her ears turned bright red, and she mumbled shyly, "Then we'll see how you behave today."
After they had their fun, the two still went out together. Fu Linzheng drove her to work in his supercar. At the door, they kissed goodbye. The man frowned and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, I'm still okay... what should I do?"
The air inside the car was filled with the sweet, fresh scent of young girls and green tangerines. I'd been pulling the handbrake the whole way, but I couldn't get it down.
She looked over; his long legs were slightly splayed out, and he was wearing loose cargo pants. She'd never seen someone so blatantly bad. "I don't care about you..."
He pulled her close and kissed her ear, which was hidden by her black hair, leaving a blush. She pouted and said, "Someone saw us."
He rubbed his fingertips together and said, "So what if you saw it? Now everyone knows it was me who left it. Why don't you leave one for me too?"
Rong Weiyue hit him, "No way."
If he actually went to the racetrack with a strawberry on his head, I wonder how much he would swagger around in front of the team members.
Rong Weiyue pushed his kiss away, "Stop fooling around, I really have to go to work."
She escaped from the car, waved to him, and seeing the man's unsatisfied expression, smiled as she straightened her scarf and walked to the studio.
As soon as I entered, the employees swarmed around me, shouting excitedly, saying they had all seen the news trending on Weibo last night and it was absolutely amazing.
No one expected that the mysterious tycoon who had been feeding them afternoon tea and desserts lately was actually Fu Linzheng, the heir of Mingheng. He was a man whose appearance and height were comparable to those of male stars, whose net worth and status were in the hundreds of billions, and who was also a world-renowned race car driver.
Just as Shu Jin had described, all the men who had pursued Rong Weiyue were no match for him.
During the morning meeting, the room was still buzzing with discussion: "Sister Weiyue, you still call him your boyfriend, but he's clearly your husband. You're being too modest!"
"I'm a member of the Zhengyue CP now! I was shipping them in the supertopic until after midnight last night."
"We don't need a super topic, we can ship them offline!"
"Sister Weiyue, could you tell us more about your love story with President Fu when you have time? It must be very sweet."
Rong Weiyue couldn't help but laugh, saying she would tell them the story later: "You guys don't have time to ship couples right now. The jewelry collaboration with Qi Hua has been very well received. Everyone needs to keep their spirits up."
The marketing staff reported that, not only the co-branded jewelry, but also the popularity of their Qingyue Pavilion brand skyrocketed after the news of Rong Weiyue and Fu Lin's marriage proposal broke last night. In just one night, the store's sales reached the total of the previous two months. Moreover, after the success of this co-branded jewelry with Russia, many jewelry companies and film and television companies have come to seek cooperation.
The good news is that they are not short of money.
The bad news is, I'm going to be extremely busy.
Rong Weiyue urged everyone that no matter what, the principles of ensuring quality and quantity and honest cooperation must not be abandoned, and the reputation of Qingyue Pavilion must be maintained.
She was as calm and collected as a helmsman, quickly analyzing the current situation, making plans, and assigning tasks so that everyone knew what to do at this stage and avoided confusion.
After the meeting, Sheng Liu and Rong Chengye called to ask about her day. Rong Weiyue said everything was fine. Sheng Liu sighed, "We saw the Weibo posts you and Azheng made last night. Mom and Dad were very moved when they saw what Azheng said."
They felt even more guilty for not understanding Fu Linzheng properly before harboring so many prejudices against him, which almost caused their daughter to miss out on the right person.
Rong Chengye's voice was filled with guilt as he said, "Yueyue, Dad also wants to apologize to you again. These past few days, after seeing your interviews in Russia, I realized that you brought filigree inlay to the world. I shouldn't have said those things about you before. Your excellence is the result of your hard work and perseverance since you were a child. Your mother and I are both very proud of you."
This was the first time in so many years that she had heard such straightforward praise from her father. Rong Weiyue's almond-shaped eyes welled up with tears, her nose tingled slightly, and she lowered her eyes to respond.
Rong Chengye no longer urges her to return and inherit Yunzhuo. Everything is up to her. He said he doesn't know how he can help his daughter, but he guessed that her studio is currently experiencing a surge in orders and is likely to be operating at full capacity, so he sent her several sets of advanced equipment. If she still needs staff, her family can provide them.
Rong Weiyue considered the studio and finally agreed.
A day passed in the blink of an eye, and night fell. Everyone was almost done preparing to leave when suddenly, a deafening engine roar came from outside, like a ferocious beast.
Immediately afterwards, a black Pagani Huayra Roadster BC drove into view, its carbon fiber body gleaming coldly in the night, its front end almost touching the ground, like a black panther crouching.
The dark red lines extending along the body resemble burning flames, outlining the silhouette in an extremely flamboyant manner. The rear wing is raised high, spreading its wings, making the whole car's aura incredibly cool.
"Holy crap, that supercar is so cool!!"
"Huayra Roadster BC, thirty million!!"
"Which top young master from Beijing's elite circle is causing a sensation? He's incredibly handsome!"
"Hey, is that Mr. Fu? Sister Weiyue, is Mr. Fu here to pick you up?"
Amidst gasps of surprise, the supercar pulled up to the side of the road, the scissor doors slowly opened, and Fu Linzheng stepped out. He was dressed in a gray-black jacket, with short, neat hair and sharp, striking features that exuded a powerful aura, as if he had come through the bitter cold. He was holding a bouquet of pale pink Diana roses in his arms.
The man raised his dark eyes to face the setting moon, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes softening like ice and snow meeting spring.
He strode over, and Rong Weiyue paused, then shyly approached him: "Why are you here..."
Fu Linzheng handed over the flowers, put his arm around the girl, and said in a lazy voice, "Now that it's official, we can be open about it, right? Of course I have to come and take my princess home."
Her eyes welled up slightly, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling into crescents. Fu Linzheng gently rubbed her face, looking at her with burning passion: "From now on, I'll come to pick you up from school every day, my darling."
Now she is no longer alone; she has him, and they have a home together.
Rong Weiyue's heart softened, and she nodded with a smile. Behind her, the employees cheered, exclaiming how sweet it was.
She blushed, but Fu Linzheng remained remarkably calm: "What, aren't you going to take your husband to greet them?"
Rong Weiyue led him over and introduced him to the employees. Fu Linchun looked at them and said, "Hello, I am Yueyue's husband, Fu Linzheng."
When everyone saw Fu Linzheng up close, they were so impressed by his commanding handsomeness that they couldn't help but scream in their hearts, "Hello, President Fu!"
"Sister Weiyue, you and President Fu are such a perfect match, a match made in heaven!"
"That's right, Mr. Fu, the atmosphere is just amazing when you and Yueyue stand together!"
Everyone's excitement for the sweet moment was palpable. Fu Linzheng looked down at the little girl in his arms, raising an eyebrow: "Thank you everyone, although what you said is all true."
Everyone laughed. Fu Linzheng said that they had worked hard all day and had booked a restaurant to treat everyone to dinner that night. Everyone was overjoyed to hear this.
After sending them the address, everyone went over first. Fu Linzheng led Rong Weiyue to the car and noticed that the Pagani's license plate had changed to "京A·R1105". She asked in surprise, "You changed your license plate?"
"Yes, I prefer these four numbers now."
"1105...what does that mean?"
Fu Linzheng squinted and gently pinched her cheek, "Rong Weiyue, are you going to cram for your marriage certificate again? Don't you know what 1105 means?"
She chuckled, "Just kidding, of course I remember, it's our wedding anniversary, but what about 0831 before that?"
Fu Linzheng looked at her, his dark eyes burning, and said in a low voice, "August 31st, the day I first met you."
The night before the start of his senior year of high school, she entered his world, and it was also the day he fell in love with her at first sight.
Rong Weiyue had already guessed it in her heart, but a tender feeling still welled up in her heart, and she curved her red lips: "0831 is also the day you came into my world."
That evening, Fu Linzheng arranged a top-tier Omakase restaurant in Beijing, which cost 5,000 yuan per person. The restaurant owner knew Fu Linzheng and prepared the best ingredients. Fu Linzheng was always generous, so this amount of money was nothing to him.
Fu Linzheng respects every employee and can talk to them freely about filigree inlay and handicrafts. In addition, his family has nurtured him for many years, so his knowledge and speech are extraordinary. His demeanor as a young nobleman is impressive.
After the meal, everyone was impressed by Fu Linzheng's personal charm and overwhelmed by his constant doting on Rong Weiyue, becoming loyal supporters of the Zhengyue CP.
After the meal, as they walked towards the parking lot, Rong Weiyue smiled at Fu Linzheng and said, "You're really good at this. You won over all the employees in my studio with just one meal. Everyone says they like you a lot."
Fu Linzheng sighed nonchalantly, "There's nothing I can do about it. My personal charm is undeniable. I've been liked by people since I was a child. The first person I ever pursued turned out to be my wife."
Rong Weiyue chuckled: "Fu Linzheng, when you're serious, you can really fool everyone. Luckily, they didn't see you being this arrogant."
The man tightened his arms around her, his deep voice pressing against her ear:
"Be serious in front of outsiders, but isn't your unserious side only shown to you?"
She'd seen him in every way imaginable.
She blushed and leaned against him. Fu Linzheng opened the door, helped her into the car, and fastened her seatbelt. Rong Weiyue looked at his silent expression and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry..."
"It's just going home, why are you so nervous?"
Why does she seem so scared? QAQ...
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A thunderstorm hit Heshengting, with warnings issued from midnight to early morning.
Rong Weiyue realized that the greatest "suffering" she had ever endured in her life was meeting Fu Linzheng, who had taken her to see the moon and to watch the sunrise every morning.
She was too weak to go to the studio the next day and was so angry that he behaved himself for the next few days. Rong Weiyue was busy with the studio's affairs, introducing new equipment and looking at new studio addresses, planning to expand recruitment after the New Year.
A week later, the jewelry co-branded by Qingyuege and Polaris Lacquer Painting Factory was launched on domestic e-commerce platforms. This time, they made two series: a slightly more expensive light luxury style and a more affordable style with excellent cost performance, in order to let more people know about the beauty of filigree inlay.
Within just one day of its launch, all 6,000 items were sold out in pre-sales. Many craft bloggers spontaneously promoted the product, and its reputation soared, making Qingyuege a household name.
Time flies. Before the Lunar New Year, Fu Linzheng will have one last week-long training session in Shanghai, after which he can take his annual leave.
On the morning of the day of departure, Fu Linzheng packed his luggage, walked out of the bedroom, and looked into the kitchen where Rong Weiyue was studying desserts. Hu Hu squatted obediently on the counter to keep her company.
Fu Linzheng walked over and hugged the little girl from behind, saying, "Baby, I'm leaving now."
Rong Weiyue whipped the cream and said, "Okay, take care."
"?"
No kisses or affectionate gestures?
Fu Linzheng's face darkened: "Rong Weiyue, what do you mean? You don't miss me now that I'm gone?"
She smiled smugly: "It's only been seven days, what are you thinking about?"
Fu Linzheng's face darkened, and he lazily turned his gaze to the little guy on the kitchen counter: "Fu Huhu, do you miss your dad?"
Huhu flapped its little ears, tilted its head to look at Fu Linzheng, its eyes round and bright, and its tail swishing leisurely.
You bully me every day, why should I miss you? Now that you're gone, I can finally spend some quality time with Mom.
Fu Linzheng: "..."
He chuckled and licked his lips, letting go of the luggage and pushing it out. "Fine, you two can live together. I'm just superfluous. I'm wandering around in another city this year, so you don't need to cook for me during the New Year."
This person even pretended to have run away from home...
Rong Weiyue caught up with him and buried her face in his chest, her amber eyes brimming with laughter: "Fu Linzheng, how can you be so childish?"
He grabbed her waist, leaned down, and pressed his breath against her, asking, "You haven't seen me for days, and you still say you don't miss me?"
Rong Weiyue's cheeks flushed red like apples as she shyly scolded him, "How many times did you coax me last night..."
Fu Linzheng made her act cute and cling to him, kissing her and pestering her endlessly in the movie theater, bedroom, and bathroom. He asked her if she missed him, and when she told him the truth, he... became even more aggressive, claiming he was feeding her more because he was afraid she would be hungry these days. He had never seen such a shameless person...
This morning, as the sunlight streamed in through the window, the little girl in front of the French windows lay limply on the carpet, like a broken rag doll. Her snow-white thighs were stained red with swollen marks, and her watery eyes were so innocently pure that anyone who saw them would be envious.
Fu Linzheng carried her to wash up, and when they came out he applied medicine to her. Rong Weiyue was so angry that she couldn't help but kick him, but he grabbed her slender ankle. He turned his head and kissed her, his breath hot, his voice hoarse: "Baby, you still dare to kick me?"
She could make him ejaculate even if she kicked him.
The little girl was sulking and didn't want to talk to him anymore. He had never seen anyone like this before. Fu Linzheng hugged her and teased her lightly, "I just made you lose control of your bladder. Is it really necessary to be so angry? Baby is obviously very pretty."
"..." She covered his mouth in embarrassment and was so angry that she wanted to send him to Shanghai.
She grabbed his tie, "I don't miss you at all."
Fu Linzheng curled his lips into a wicked smile: "What are you pretending for? You clearly really want to."
Rong Weiyue gave a soft hum, stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss him. The man quickly took the initiative, holding the back of her head and kissing her reluctantly.
Finally, her cheeks flushed red, and she gently pushed him away. Fu Linzheng breathed heavily, his hot, dark eyes fixed on her, his voice hoarse:
"Baby, I will miss you so much."
Her heart felt as if it had been sprinkled with sugar, "I will too..."
If it were this time last year, how could she have predicted that she and Fu Linzheng would reunite, get married, and now live happily ever after?
She turned around and called out, "Sweetie, come here. Daddy's leaving. Come and see him off."
As if it understood, Hu Hu released the little sparrow from its beak and came running over, obediently rubbing its head against Fu Linzheng's trouser leg to express its longing.
Fu Linzheng smiled and patted its head. "You still have some conscience. Alright, I'm leaving."
He carried his luggage, and Rong Weiyue and Hu Hu saw him to the door. Watching the man's tall figure enter the elevator, a feeling of reluctance welled up in their hearts.
Oh well, it's alright, he'll be back in a few days...
A few hours later, Fu Linzheng landed in Shanghai and immediately began training.
Rong Weiyue has been busy with work these past few days, with a surge in collaborations. Recently, several actors from "Frost and Snow Chant" have also contacted her to order custom jewelry.
After her relationship with Fu Linzheng was exposed, it caused a sensation on set. From the producer to the actors to the staff, everyone was stunned. No one expected Rong Weiyue to be so unassuming. Despite being the boss's wife, she was not at all arrogant and always treated everyone as a jewelry manufacturer. She was gentle and kind on a daily basis.
Those who used to look down on her and wouldn't even bother to say a word to her are now filled with regret. Many people have come to her wanting to get along with her. Rong Weiyue is well aware that this is human nature, so she takes it in stride, keeping a respectful distance and treating her with a normal attitude.
Only Gao Li, the female lead, was remembered because the other party had helped her. In addition, she was good at her job and had a good character. So she put in a good word for her with Fu Linzheng. Fu Linzheng said that Mingheng would have more opportunities to work with Gao Li in the future.
Gao Li never expected that his kind act would bring him such a bright future, and he was very grateful to Rong Weiyue.
While she was busy, on the other side, Fu Linzheng also encountered a small accident on his third day in Shanghai—
During his afternoon physical training, he voluntarily added barbell deadlifts and resistance band exercises to improve his core strength. However, the heavy training over the past few days had already put a lot of stress on his body. He hadn't warmed up properly, and his lower back suddenly clenched, causing him to feel pain.
"Brother Zheng, are you alright?"
The team members quickly came over, and after examination, the team doctor diagnosed him with an acute lumbar muscle strain. He was told to stop training, lie down, and apply ice to relieve the pain.
Everyone asked with concern, but Fu Linzheng's expression darkened slightly. Not wanting to worry anyone, he simply said, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
The team doctor sprayed him with medical spray and massaged him. Fine sweat rolled down Fu Linzheng's forehead. He didn't say a word. The team doctor increased the intensity of the massage. Fu Linzheng's knuckles pressed against the back of the chair, and his thin lips were pursed tightly.
However, with years of high-intensity training, muscle strains are all too common, and fortunately there was no bone damage.
The team doctor said his injury required proper rest, and after a meeting, the team decided to cancel training and return to Beijing ahead of schedule.
That evening, in the hotel's presidential suite, Fu Linzheng was handling official business when Huai Yu came to deliver documents. Remembering something, Huai Yu reported, "While you were busy this afternoon, your sister-in-law called, but I haven't told her about your injury yet."
The man didn't even look up, his fingertips tapping on the laptop keyboard, his voice leisurely: "Of course I don't need to tell her. If she knew, she would definitely fly from Beijing to find me crying right away."
He knew the girl too well; she always felt sorry for him, and would cry whenever he suffered even the slightest injury.
Huaiyu nodded: "Your sister-in-law must be very worried."
Fu Linzheng sighed, "There's nothing I can do. She loves me too much. You're not me, so you can't understand how it feels."
"..." Huaiyu almost lost control of his expression.
He pressed down on his lips, thought for a moment, and said, "But Brother Zheng, with such an obvious injury, you're going back tomorrow. Your wife will see it and you won't be able to hide it from her. But if she feels sorry for you, she'll cling to you even more. Isn't that a good thing?"
Fu Linzheng glanced at him and said, "You're quite knowledgeable, kid."
Huaiyu chuckled sheepishly.
Fu Linzheng tapped on the keyboard and said calmly, "But would someone as upright and incorruptible as me resort to such a childish self-inflicted injury tactic?"
Huaiyu: "..." Is he sure?
The next morning, when Fu Linzheng was on the phone with Rong Weiyue, the team doctor was applying medicine to Fu Linzheng. The doctor's words were transmitted to the receiver, and the girl still found out about his injury.
The little girl was indeed frightened upon learning this, and asked anxiously, "You're hurt?! Why didn't you tell me? You kept it from me again?"
Fu Linzheng knew she would react this way, and chuckled to coax her, "It's really just a minor injury, nothing serious."
Rong Weiyue was still fuming and refused to listen, saying she would pick him up at the airport and wouldn't feel at ease until she saw him.
After hanging up the phone, the team members in the car, hearing Fu Linzheng's doting tone, asked curiously, "Brother Zheng, is that your wife?"
"Hmm," Fu Linzheng leaned back casually in his seat, dressed in a black jacket and cargo pants, his long legs casually spread out, a slight smile playing on his lips as he lazily spoke: "There's nothing I can do, my wife worries about me. Getting married just makes me more clingy. You single people probably don't have this kind of trouble, right?"
Team members: "...??"
How can this person be so smug?!
At noon, the plane landed in Beijing. Fu Linzheng and his entourage went out through a special passage and saw Rong Weiyue waiting there.
She stood quietly, dressed in a beige coat and pleated skirt. Her soft black hair was styled into a low ponytail, and her expression was gentle and serene, like a stroke of ink in the snow, so pure and clean that it was impossible to look away.
A tenderness softened in Fu Linzheng's eyes as he spoke, "Yueyue."
Rong Weiyue turned to look at him upon hearing the sound, and quickly jogged towards him.
Upon reaching him, Rong Weiyue immediately supported him, her brows furrowed: "Are you alright? Is it serious?"
Fu Linzheng embraced her, leaning closer, his voice low and husky:
"It hurts, it hurts so much. It feels like I've been stabbed in the waist. I feel like I'm half dead. I can barely walk today, baby."
Surrounding teammates and Huaiyu: ? ? ?
Didn't they say they wouldn't even consider using a self-inflicted injury ruse?!
Holy crap, that's way too flashy!!
Those around them averted their eyes, suppressing their laughter. Rong Weiyue looked at Huaiyu, seeking confirmation from him. Huaiyu, receiving a sharp look from the big boss, still honestly replied:
"Yes, sister-in-law, Brother Zheng's injury this time is quite serious. He almost had to go to the hospital yesterday. He won't be able to train anymore and needs to rest and recuperate."
"Is it that serious?" She was stunned.
Fu Linzheng coughed and said self-deprecatingly, "I'm used to it. I've been getting through these past few years of injuries all by myself."
Teammates: ??? Is this guy even a good actor?!
Rong Weiyue's fingertips touched the ointment on Fu Linzheng's lower back, and her eyes reddened slightly with heartache. She said softly, "It's okay, I'm here. I'll take care of you..."
Seeing her obedient appearance, Fu Linzheng hugged her and regretted teasing her like that. He raised his hand to wipe away her tears and coaxed her with a smile, "Baby, if you cry again, everyone will know you're a little crybaby."
Seeing the delighted expressions on the faces of her teammates, she blushed shyly.
"Let's go home." Fu Linzheng patted her head.
"good……"
So she helped him up, and the group got into the van. Inside, Rong Weiyue looked at him, her eyes red like a little rabbit's. Her soft face was buried in her fluffy scarf, but her gaze was fixed on him, as if she had a lot to ask, but she was too embarrassed to ask because there were people around.
How can someone be so cute?
He knew she must be terribly worried. If there weren't other people around, she would have rushed into his arms and asked him all sorts of questions, like if he was in pain, if he needed a massage, and she would have told him how much she loved him and that she would stay by his side and take good care of him.
It's been like this since high school; she softens whenever he gets hurt and loves him terribly.
Fu Linzheng lowered the corners of his lips.
Sigh, after getting married, she couldn't hide her love for him anymore.
After a while, the car arrived at Heshengting. They opened the door and went home. Huhu came over and circled around the two of them.
Fu Linzheng sat down on the sofa, and Rong Weiyue poured him a glass of water. "Come and have some water."
He took it, but pulled her directly into his arms. Seeing that her eyes were still slightly red, he couldn't help but smile and kiss her cheek: "So worried about me?"
She bit her lip. "What do you think..."
Fu Linzheng said languidly and teasingly, "Now that there are no outsiders, you don't need to hold back your emotions anymore. Hug me if you want, kiss me if you want. I'm injured, so who can stop you from taking advantage of me now?"
She let out a soft moan, her red lips parted as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. Seeing this, Fu Linzheng patted her head and raised his lips: "Alright, you've been holding it in all the way. Do you have a lot of worries to ask me? Ask away, I won't hide anything from you this time."
"Can I ask anything?" she mumbled, looking at him.
He smiled leisurely: "Hmm, go ahead and ask."
He was ready to accept her sweet talk and confession.
Rong Weiyue pursed her lips and asked the question she had been holding back all the way, her voice soft and hesitant: "Fu Linzheng, will your back injury affect your sexual ability? This is your biggest advantage. If you can't do it anymore, what will happen to my happy life in the future?"
Fu Linzheng: ? ? ? !
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Author's Note: Fu Linzheng: So all that self-pity I spent the whole way here was actually what she was most worried about?!
Hahaha, Fu Gou's heart is broken! [glasses][glasses]
Yueyue: I'm just a pretty realistic person, you know. [droopy-eared rabbit head]
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266 random red envelopes~ No updates tomorrow, Monday, for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance! Updates Tuesday at 12 PM~ Love you all!!
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