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

Rong Yan took several photos in a row, which may be useful if necessary.

Fu Jingsheng was so tired at night that he slept directly in another courtyard.

This place was originally opened for Rong Yan, but before she was brought here, she got involved with Fu Jingchen.

The plan to steal the child failed, and Rong Yan couldn't sleep when she returned to the hotel.

It will definitely not be that easy to get close to my son next time.

After Fu Yunlei and Fu Yunting were caught by their father the night before, they were afraid that their father would tell their grandma what happened, so they got up early in the morning and went to their father's room.

But they found their father absent.

It wasn't until nine o'clock that Fu Jingsheng appeared in the villa.

Fu Yunlei took his hand and wanted to talk to him.

Fu Jingsheng just wanted to ask how his sons got in touch with Rong Yan.

Three people were sitting in the sunroom.

Fu Jingsheng's eyes darkened slightly, his hands were folded in front of him, and he looked down at the child.

Fu Yunlei's shoulders trembled as his father stared at him.

Fu Yunting held his brother's hand and gave him courage.

He also used lip reading to ask his brother to translate to his father.

"Dad, we have to live with our mother. Together with our mother, my brother's disease can be cured." Fu Yunlei said directly, "My brother and I are grown children. We can choose who we live with."

After Fu Jingsheng patiently listened to the children's words, he realized that the so-called Assistant Songshan who treated them last time was pretended to be Rong Yan.

At that time, Rong Yan had already recognized the two children.

"Mom did not abandon us." Brother Fu Yunlei believed his mother's words.

As expected of a top psychiatrist, he only met the children once and already brainwashed them.

Fu Jingsheng admires Rong Yan for her good skills.

This conversation failed to make Fu Jingsheng relax. He told his son clearly that there was no way to go to Rong Yan's place.

The man thought that in order to get the children back, Rong Yan would certainly not admit that she had abandoned them.

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At Songshan Clinic, Rong Yan lost contact with her two sons again.

Rong Shiyu and Rong Shimo held their heads: "Mom, when can we see our brother?"

Shen Xingzhi clapped his hands on the table and suddenly stood up, startling everyone.

"Yan, I can't bear it anymore. Call the police and accuse the Fu family of stealing their children."

"Xingxing, don't get excited." Rong Shiyu pulled Shen Xingzhi's sleeve.

"Yes, there is no evidence that they stole their brother." Sister Rong Shimo was more rational.

Shen Xingzhi drooped his head.

Rong Yan took a breath: "You can sue."

In order to fight for custody rights, Rong Yan bought a house in Tiancheng that day, not far from the clinic.

Rong Yan took the first step to challenge the Fu family and held a press conference.

Not a word was said about the real reason for the divorce.

She admitted that she had given birth to four children, two sons and two daughters. However, due to the difficulty in delivering the quadruplets, she was admitted to the intensive care unit as soon as the children told her about it. When she woke up, the doctor told her that her two sons could not be saved. .

She did not know that all four of her children were alive, and that the Fu family had stolen two sons without permission, while the two daughters were with her.

This press conference quickly became a hot topic.

Rong Bing did not expect that her sister would openly challenge the Fu family and even tell the truth about that year.

She was so frightened that she quickly discussed it with Butler Liu.

When she learned that Rong Yan had given birth to a child, she was afraid that Fu Jingsheng would be soft-hearted and conspired with the housekeeper to kill the child.

And told Fu Jingsheng that Rong Yan abandoned the child, but the doctor who was bribed clearly told them how the twin sons Rong Yan gave birth to were quadruplets.

The housekeeper almost had a heart attack when he saw the news.

"Xiao Bing, we have to stay calm. Rong Yan has no evidence, so we will fight to the death and refuse to admit it."

"Aunt, I'm scared." Rong Bing's upper and lower teeth chattered.

"Fu Jingsheng loves you so much. If you kill Rong Yan and abandon the child, he will believe you."

-

Fu Jingsheng was on a business trip in Sichuan City and caught the news. He called Rong Yan, but Rong Yan didn't answer.

The man immediately bought a return ticket.

Rong Bing was distraught at home and wanted to call Fu Jingsheng, but she didn't dare.

So she started with Mrs. Fu.

I told Mrs. Fu about the news.

As expected, the old lady only believed in Rong Bing.

With the support of the old lady, Rong Bing felt more at ease.

Playing the bitterness card is a tactic that has long gone out of fashion.

Ye Jianming was worried that if Rong Yan revealed the identities of Rong Shiyu and Rong Shimo, the Fu family would extend its claws to the two little girls.

He vacated another house under his name and wanted Rong Yan to live there.

It was a private residence with tight security, but Rong Yan refused.

When she decided to hold a press conference, she was already prepared to confront the Fu family. She was not afraid.

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It was already midnight when Fu Jingsheng arrived at Tiancheng.

He didn't want to disturb Rong Yan so late, but he was anxious to get the truth.

The man drove directly from the airport to Yunfan Hotel.

Rong Yan was drowsily asleep, and her phone vibrated.

Fu Jingsheng called her more than a dozen times.

Presumably the man saw the news and wanted to negotiate with her.

"I'm at the door of the hotel. I'll give you ten minutes. If you don't come down, I'll just call and show you the video of our ecstasy on the driving recorder." Fu Jingsheng sent a text message.

But he was threatened.

Rong Yan forgot how there could be no driving recorder in Fu Jingsheng's luxury car. The woman cursed and put on her shoes and woke up Shen Xingzhi in the next room.

Knowing that Fu Jingsheng was down there, Shen Xingzhi was afraid that Rong Yan would make things difficult for her if she went down alone, but she couldn't leave her child in the hotel to accompany Rong Yan.

So he said: "Let him come up. Anyway, you won't be staying here tomorrow, so I can rest assured that I will watch over you."

Rong Yan was right to think about it. Fu Jingsheng might be so horny that he would take her somewhere to eat her up before getting down to business.

She sent a message back to Fu Jingsheng: "Room 2006, come up yourself and I will swipe the elevator card for you."

The man parked his car and went upstairs, and sure enough he was able to press the elevator button on the 20th floor.

Has Rong Yan been living here for more than half a month? Why doesn't she go home?

There were many things in Fu Jingsheng's mind that he couldn't straighten out.

The elevator quickly reached the 20th floor, and no one greeted him when the door opened. This huge psychological gap made him feel a little sad.

At that time, whenever she knew that he was coming back from a business trip, Rong Yan would always come out of the villa and stand in the yard to greet him with a smile.

The man took a deep breath and found room 2006.

The door was slightly open, and the yellow light found its way outside through the crack.

He knocked on the door twice.

"Come in." Rong Yan sat in the living room.

Fu Jingsheng's eyes fell on Rong Yan, who was wearing cartoon pajamas. This had never changed for her.

He seemed to see a little bit of the person he liked back then.

Shen Xingzhi rolled his eyes and snorted.

"Fu Jingsheng, if you fart, hurry up and come here in the middle of the night just to stare at her." Shen Xingzhi said no one.

The man sat down: "Can I talk to Rong Yan alone?"

This was the first time he and Rong Yan spoke calmly after seven years.

He actually uses a consultative tone.

The bedroom door suddenly opened. Two little girls wearing the same pajamas and looking exactly the same stood by the door, rubbing their sleepy eyes: "Mom."

Isn't that voice the cry of the dead father's child in the hospital?