Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Lin Weiwei was thinking about pleasing Li Yun, but he forgot to pretend.

The woman restrained herself a little and said coquettishly: "I don't have time to practice yoga because you made it comfortable." She complimented her flatteringly.

Within minutes, the man surrendered.

It happened to be what Lin Wei wanted. She didn't want to be entangled with Li Yun for too long. Compared to Guo An, she was even worse than Guo An. Fortunately, Li Yun was satisfied with other women.

After finishing what they had to do for the meeting, the two men tidied up a bit and started talking about business.

Guo An sent two messages in the evening but received no reply. He guessed that Lin Wei was busy, so he didn't dare to continue sending.

After Lin Wei arrived in Luzhou, she switched her WeChat account. She was thinking about Guo An, but she was with Li Yunni.

Until late at night, when Li Yun fell asleep, the woman secretly sent a message to Guo An, lying to him that she had just finished her work.

The man on duty became energetic as soon as he received the reply, and asked Lin Wei to go back to the hotel to rest.

Lin Wei sent a good night emoticon and switched accounts.

Fu's family was peaceful for two days.

Rong Yan breathed a sigh of relief. She was bored at home and went to the clinic to wait for Shen Xingzhi to get off work.

Her best friend took the lead, while Rong Yan retreated behind the scenes. Seeing Shen Xingzhi busy here and there, Rong Yan silently bought a cup of coffee and delivered it to her.

After reading all the expert accounts, Shen Xingzhi got off work.

Rong Yan held her hand: "It's just right to have you."

"Suddenly so pretentious? Did you quarrel with Fu Jingsheng?" Shen Xingzhi hadn't seen Rong Yan like this for a long time.

"Of course not." The woman shook her head, "I was inspired by my work just now, and all my pressure has been transferred to you."

Shen Xingzhi patted her best friend's hand: "Work makes me happy. If my best friend doesn't say this, why would I still go to that beauty salon?"

The two are ready to relax.

The technician was free last time, and the two of them were massaging and chatting. Within an hour, Fu Jingsheng called.

Rong Yan was a little sleepy just now and was instantly woken up.

The man on the other end yelled: "He Wei, be gentle."

Rong Yan looked at the caller ID and found that it was indeed Fu Jingsheng.

"Fu Jingsheng, Fu Jingsheng." She shouted several times.

Fu Jingsheng endured the pain: "Honey, come to the company to pick me up. My waist is broken."

"What?" Rong Yan lost her composure, "Why did it reach her waist? Go to the hospital quickly."

He Wei was still massaging Fu Jingsheng. It was obvious that He Wei's technique was not good, and the man shouted from time to time.

"Wife, come pick me up quickly." Fu Jingsheng wailed.

"He Wei, why don't you call the hospital?" Rong Yan asked the assistant.

He Wei was helpless: "Mr. Fu refused to let me hit him and said it was fine. Just press it twice and it will be fine."

"Honey, come on, I want you to press it for me. He Wei is too strong." The man took the opportunity to act coquettishly.

Maybe people always become weak when they feel uncomfortable. Even Fu Jingsheng, who was once aloof, is like a child now.

"Okay, I'll be right back." Rong Yan asked the technician to stop, wiped the essential oil on her body, said something to Shen Xingzhi, and went to the company.

Fu Jingsheng was lying on the sofa in the office cubicle. He was too embarrassed to go to the hospital. He obviously just wanted to change a pair of shoes, but he twisted his waist.

He has been closely watched by the media recently, and if he were to be photographed, everyone would inevitably say that he is not good enough.

"He Wei, do I think the injury is serious?" Fu Jingsheng asked the assistant.

"Do you want it to be serious or not serious?" He Wei didn't dare to answer. He just pressed a few times and was already scolded to death.

"Didn't I ask you? If it's serious, will Rong Yan think I'm not good again? Changing shoes can hurt me like this. If it's not serious, it's not good to let her come." Fu Jingsheng was very entangled.

He Wei plucked up the courage to come up with an idea: "I think it's a bit serious. Don't tell my wife that it was twisted when changing shoes. Just say that it was twisted when I went to inspect the workshop."

"Okay, let's use the same caliber." Fu Jingsheng smiled happily.

Rong Yan arrived in half an hour. As soon as she entered the administration building, a colleague came over and said, "Miss Rong is here. Mr. Fu twisted his waist while changing shoes today. Everyone is saying that he won't go to the hospital."

"Okay, let me take a look." Rong Yan kept walking towards the president's office.

Changing shoes and twisting the waist, Fu Jingsheng is really good at it.

After arriving, she knocked on the door a few times. When she heard the word "come in", the woman turned the doorknob.

"Is it Rong Yan? Close the door." Fu Jingsheng said on the sofa.

Rong Yan locked the door and walked to the cubicle. She saw the man lying down. He was covering her waist with one hand and gesturing at the woman with the other hand.

"Does it hurt here?" Rong Yan touched it gently.

Before I exerted any force, I heard the man say "ah".

"Is it so serious? Go to the hospital quickly." She was about to pull him up.

Fu Jingsheng lay still: "It's okay. It's happened before. Just take a day's rest and it'll be fine. Wife, rub it for me."

He looked at Rong Yan expectantly: "I was injured at work, and my wife feels sorry for me."

Rong Yan took off her coat, sat on it, and gently pressed it with her hands. While pressing it, she said, "Didn't you get injured while changing your shoes?"

When Fu Jingsheng heard this, he raised his neck and exerted strength in his upper body. His waist hurt even more. He bared his teeth and almost burst into tears. He waited for a minute and said, "Who said that?"

"No matter who said it, how come you twist your waist when you change your shoes?" Rong Yan asked with concern, "Have you used them too much recently?"

"No, my posture when changing shoes was wrong. The shoes were in the corner and there was a hanger in front. To save trouble, I was too lazy to take an extra step and just reached out to get them and twisted them." Fu Jingsheng admitted.

"Be careful in the future. You are here, not a twenty-year-old boy."

Rong Yan's words hurt her heart.

Fu Jingsheng held her hand: "I'm quite young too. After you rubbed it a few times, it seemed to be getting better."

He turned over, pulled Rong Yan into his arms, and shook her left and right: "Look."

"Medical miracle?" Rong Yan looked at Fu Jingsheng in disbelief.

"Maybe you pressed it and reset it. Wife, did you stop what you were doing for me?"

"Well, Shen Xingzhi and I just arrived at the club for a while." Rong Yan said.

Fu Jingsheng sat up with his hands on the sofa: "You are so kind to me, I have to repay you."

The man stroked the woman's back: "It's been a long time since I was in the office."

"Is it okay if your waist is twisted?" Rong Yan moved back to avoid getting too close to Fu Jingsheng and causing him to react.

He gently pulled her hand, and Rong Yan was helpless and fell limply into the man's arms.

The two can hear each other's heartbeats.

Rong Yan didn't know when she started to be unable to refuse Fu Jingsheng's teasing, or that's what she thought.

Many times, she wondered if she was addicted.

Fu Jingsheng rubbed his nose against the woman's forehead: "Today's perfume suits you very well. It smells sweet."

After finishing speaking, he stuck out his tongue and tapped the woman's earlobe.

Rong Yan's body tensed unconsciously, her chin raised slightly, her eyes closed, waiting for his next move.

Fu Zhenling kissed her for a while, lifted up the clothes with his hands, and unzipped the zipper from top to bottom. The shoulder strap of the black bra was pulled to one side, and the C cup was half hanging.