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

Fu Jingchen listened to his grandma's accusation and did not dare to say a word. In addition to the old lady, he also heard Fu Jingsheng's voice.

He knew that the old lady went out yesterday, and Fu Jingsheng didn't believe that he was not involved.

The old lady talked for a while, but didn't hear her grandson's voice. She stopped crying and said, "Jingchen, are you there?"

"Well, grandma, my brother and the others are all for your own good." Fu Jingchen deliberately told Fu Jingsheng.

Snapped! The old lady hung up the phone immediately. Why didn't even her little grandson look towards her?

Rong Yan and her mother-in-law were in the bedroom, and the old lady's voice could be heard even with the door closed.

Han Yue was afraid that her daughter-in-law's mood would be affected, so she turned on the music and played a soothing song.

"Mom, let me go and take a look." Rong Yan guessed what Fu Jingsheng said that the old lady couldn't accept, so she started crying again.

Rong Yan returned to the living room and saw Fu Jingsheng with a stern face and the old lady burst into tears.

"Why did you come out?" Fu Jingsheng asked when he saw his wife and mother.

"Fu Jingsheng, I really don't want grandma, wow." Rong Yan sat down on the ground.

"Grandma, when did I drive you away? When did I think you were unimportant? Grandma, why did you wrong me?" She slowly moved her buttocks in front of the old lady and hugged the old lady's feet.

Fu Jingsheng:......

Han Yue:? ? ?

"Fu Jingsheng, did you tell grandma that I asked you to drive her away? I didn't. You recorded a video for me. I want to clarify. I want to swear that I really didn't say or do anything." Rong Yan reached for Fu Jingsheng's cell phone.

The old lady was confused by Rong Yan's appearance. Her mouth was open and she couldn't make a sound.

The old lady's voice could no longer be heard. Rong Yan shook her legs: "Grandma, I'm so sad too. You're crying. Why don't you cry? Let's cry together."

Rong Yan was wearing a white dress, lying half on the ground, hugging the old lady's legs and crying like a mourner in a mourning hall.

Are you dead? Her eyes darkened, and she wanted to kick Rong Yan away, but her legs didn't respond.

"Take...get...her away from me, bad luck." The tears in the corners of the old lady's eyes had not yet dried, but her tone returned to normal.

Of course Rong Yan would not leave. She held the old lady's hand tighter: "Grandma, why don't you cry? Grandma, am I the only one who is sad? Grandma."

It always felt like Rong Yan was singing as she spoke. The hairs on the old lady's body stood up, which was quite scary. And the granddaughter who was usually vigorous and resolute, let alone crying loudly, had to carry her red eyes. Man, have you been possessed by evil spirits today?

The old lady is a bit superstitious, maybe the paper manikin she made has worked.

Rong Yan glanced at the old lady's expression out of the corner of her eye. It seemed like this method was effective. It was difficult to be a good person, but wasn't it easy to be a bad person? Normally she was tired from sitting around, and she was afraid of making the old lady think too much when she spoke, but this time she just rolled around regardless, which was very satisfying.

I never thought being a shrew would be such a joy.

Dr. Song, Mrs. Fu, she didn't care about these identities.

Han Yue and Fu Jingsheng looked at each other, and they both knew what Rong Yan meant.

Use magic to defeat magic. Since the old lady won't listen to reason, she might as well not be reasonable.

The old lady was annoyed by Rong Yan's crying. She covered her ears and stuttered in her voice: "You...go, Jing Sheng, pull...her...away."

Fu Jingsheng pretended to pull Rong Yan over: "Get up quickly, the ground is cold."

Rong Yan pushed Fu Jingsheng to the ground smoothly: "Don't touch me, go away."

"She actually attacked Jing Sheng. She really did it." The old lady pointed at Rong Yan with trembling hands.

"Grandma, I am a weak woman. How could I attack him? I couldn't beat him. I just touched him lightly and asked him to get out of the way. He fell down. You said I attacked him? You are wronging me. , Wow!" Rong Yan cried louder, and in order to match her high-pitched cry, she squeezed out a few tears.

Probably opening her mouth and sucking in the air, the woman coughed dryly. With this cough, tears completely came out.

Fu Jingsheng hurriedly patted his wife on the back: "Calm down."

"I can't calm down, husband. As an outsider who married into the Fu family, I am afraid that I will say the wrong thing every day and make grandma unhappy. I try to speak as little as possible at home. But even so, I am still misunderstood. I feel so miserable." Rong Yan She couldn't stop at all. As a writer, wasn't it easy for her to pretend to be pitiful?

Fu Jingsheng winked at his wife, hinting that she was almost done, but Rong Yan closed her eyes and howled, but she couldn't see Fu Jingsheng's expression. All she knew was that the old lady became silent after she made such a fuss.

"Yue'er, push me back to my room." If I can't take my granddaughter-in-law with me, why not leave on my own? The old lady turns the wheels of her wheelchair.

Fu Jingsheng saw that grandma was leaving, but Rong Yan was still holding her legs. He opened Rong Yan's hand and picked her up directly: "Grandma, I'll take her with you."

"Fu Jingsheng, let me down, I haven't finished speaking yet." Rong Yan kicked her legs back and forth.

"Don't...don't let her down, take her away...take her away." The old lady was afraid to avoid her.

Rong Yan was carried into the bedroom. After closing the door, she frantically drank some water. She was thirsty to death.

"Fu Jingsheng, I did a good job, right?" Rong Yan couldn't hold back her lips when she thought about her performance just now.

Fu Jingsheng held her waist: "Quite good. I didn't expect Ms. Rong to have such a side. Do you know what I was thinking at the time?"

"What?" Rong Yan opened her eyes wide.

"I was thinking about where this evildoer came from. I want to take her in and conquer her." Fu Jingsheng put his arms around Rong Yan and leaned forward. Rong Yan stepped back, retreated to the sofa, and fell down on the sofa.

The clear sunshine in the morning shone on the woman's face. If Fu Jingsheng hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that his wife had such a side.

"Fu Jingsheng, what are you doing?"

"Do it." The man changed his tone, kneeling on the sofa with one knee, and Rong Yan's upper body was restrained.

Shouting at the old lady had already severely damaged her energy. At this time...

Before Rong Yan could think of a reason, her lips were kissed by Fu Jingsheng. The man pried open her white teeth and entangled her tongue for dozens of seconds before letting go.

The two of them have been busy with the old lady's affairs for the past two days. When they just carried Rong Yan upstairs, her pants could no longer suppress her desire.

"I'm tired from acting. Let me relax." The man raised his lips and said, "There must be no one to disturb you right now. Grandma is already frightened by you. I'm afraid she won't talk to you for the next few days."

"It's broad daylight, Fu Jingsheng, I can't stand you being so idle. I want to find a class for you." Rong Yan thought for a while, she couldn't just have sex at home every day except eating.

At least he could write a book, and Fu Jingsheng was thinking about how to have sex.

"I want to have sex with you. After I have sex with you, I will go to work." The man's eyes were about to burst into flames. "I just want to do it downstairs."

He ran his hands under the woman's skirt without hesitation.