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

Fu Jingchen's scalp was numb.

"Bingbing, stop, stop quickly." Fu Jingchen reached out to stop Rong Bing, and he took a breath, "I really can't do it anymore."

"Then let's do it once and continue later." Rong Bing asked Fu Jingchen not to control it.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man roared and fell down tremblingly.

"Bingbing, come back after a while." Fu Jingchen knew that Rong Bing had just felt something, but he had already disarmed. It was obvious that the woman was not enjoying herself.

He asked weakly: "Am I too bad?"

Rong Bing was dissatisfied with Fu Jingchen in her heart, especially after hearing about Fu Jingsheng's stay at Fu's house for two hours, but she couldn't show it on her face.

Does a person like her still want to find something better?

The woman said against her will: "No, Jingchen, I will be happy if you are happy. Do you feel good? I can't move my legs very much now. Am I not as good as before?"

Rong Bing patted his knees.

Fu Jingchen held the woman's hand: "No, I feel better than before. It's great, Bingbing."

The man buried his head between the woman's peaks and rubbed her left and right.

Rong Bing was numb for a while. She closed her knees and wanted to do it herself.

Feeling the woman's body twisting underneath, Fu Jingchen moved up, kissed her neck, and slowly slid to her waist.

Finally stopping, Rong Bing raised his neck and sent himself over, sticking together with Fu Jingchen, wishing he could be swallowed whole by the man.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since it lasted, it was so long that she thought she had lost all function.

Fu Jingchen didn't expect that he would react so strongly when he concentrated on kissing Rong Bing.

He subconsciously grabbed the woman's hand, put it on his body, and swam over with her hand.

Rong Bing moaned, which further fueled the man's lust.

Fu Jingchen blocked her mouth directly and sucked.

Rong Bing felt that the air in her mouth had been sucked dry. Her face turned red and she slapped the man randomly with her hands. Fu Jingsheng finally noticed the woman's discomfort and immediately let go of her. Rong Bing took a big breath and finally regained consciousness.

"Jingchen, be gentle." She coughed.

"Okay." Fu Jingchen restrained himself.

Slowly kissing every inch of Rong Bing's skin until the woman begged for mercy, she finally got to the point.

The two of them tossed until midnight, and Rong Bing finally had enough.

She rested her head on the man's arm: "Jingchen, am I not dreaming?"

Fu Jingchen kissed the woman's forehead: "No, Bingbing, I have to wash the sheets tomorrow, it's all..."

"It's okay, just throw it away and get a new one. Jingchen, you made a lot of them."

"Well, I have no one else since I separated from you. I have saved it for you for so long. Bingbing is so happy to be with you." Fu Jingchen wanted to find someone to make do with him several times, but he didn't feel anything at all after seeing it.

Rong Bing kissed the man's lips: "Me too, I feel so strong and loving with you."

The two people were talking and stacked on top of each other.

-

Royal Water Bay.

Rong Yan was sitting in front of the computer. Although it was already midnight, the woman was not sleepy at all.

After staying in the coffee shop for a few days, several people checked at the same time, but no clues were found. Rong Yan intertwined her fingers under her chin. Could it be that Mrs. Fu was really powerless this time?

Fu Jingsheng poured the milk over and said, "Honey, go back to the room and sleep."

Rong Yan pursed her lips and shook her head: "I can't sleep, the heat is getting higher and higher now."

"The heat won't go away even if you sit like this. Don't make me sick again. Be obedient and rest first, or lie in bed and think slowly." Fu Jingsheng put his hand around his wife and said in a gentle voice, "Shall I carry you?"

"No, I'll go by myself." Rong Yan returned to the bedroom absentmindedly.

The woman took a notebook and a pen, wrote and drew, and soon made a relationship diagram.

Fu Jingsheng was stunned to see that all the people who had interacted with him during this period were on the paper.

"Honey, you don't want to investigate these people, do you?" The man roughly counted a few people, at least number ten.

"Well, maybe there are clues." Rong Yan nodded.

Fu Jingsheng touched his wife's head: "These people are either family members or friends. Except for those who have been found to have problems, everyone else is one of our own. You shouldn't suspect them of harming the Fu family, right?"

Rong Yan raised her chin slightly: "What if."

Fu Jingsheng smiled: "Nothing is wrong. My social relationship is simple. I am definitely not one of these people. I am obedient and sleepy. If I can't sleep, I can close my eyes and rest."

"But……"

Rong Yan wanted to check for a while, but Fu Jingsheng put the woman down directly, circled her on the bed with his hands, and looked at her sideways: "Rong Yan, it doesn't matter even if Fu's family really can't get through this difficulty. We've tried our best, as long as people Just be good."

"But we haven't tried our best yet. We still have time." Rong Yan insisted, "I don't want to give up just like that. What if I suddenly think of someone? If I open my eyes after falling asleep, it will be really late."

"Then what if you dream about it? Rong Yan, you haven't had your menstrual period yet. You should rest first. Even if you don't sleep, you won't be able to save anything for a few hours. We don't know which way the wind will blow tomorrow. We have to stay awake to prevent other situations from happening. Think calmly..." Fu Jingsheng persuaded his wife for a while before she got into bed.

In the early morning, Rong Yan finally fell asleep, but Fu Jingsheng woke up. He walked barefoot to the balcony, closed the partition door, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, looking at the sky.

Although she advised Rong Yan not to think too much, she was extremely anxious. What should she do with so many employees? This time he felt different from before, or even he thought it was unlikely that Fu would survive the crisis.

Han Yue, like Fu Jingsheng, suffered from insomnia all night long. She sat in the yard early, smelled the smell of smoke, and looked up to see Fu Jingsheng on the balcony.

Han Yue walked to the vertical downstairs, shouted in a low voice, and waved to Fu Jingsheng to come down.

In the garden sunroom, mother and son sat facing each other.

"Mom, are you up so early?" Fu Jingsheng spoke first.

"I didn't fall asleep at all, so you didn't either." Han Yue yawned, "I was obviously very sleepy, but my mind was very active when I lay down, so I just got up."

"Mom, I've made you worry." Fu Jingsheng blamed himself, "Am I not suitable for business? Mrs. Fu has had so many things happen to me."

Han Yue smiled and patted Fu Jingsheng on the shoulder: "Hey, silly boy, what are you talking about? Do you think the company will be smooth sailing in the hands of your father and grandfather? Mom saw you coming back today and wanted to talk to you. It was too late at that time, so I didn’t want to disturb your rest. Since neither of us can sleep at the moment, let me tell you about your grandpa.”

Han Yue told Fu Jingsheng what happened when Mr. Fu founded the Fu family.

It's as exciting as a play, and even tells the story of Mr. Fu's scandal with his secretary at that time.

At that time, not only the company but also the old lady made trouble several times. However, since Fu Jingsheng was born, no one mentioned it.

"Jing Sheng, no matter how difficult the time is, it will pass. Don't be afraid. Mom believes in you." Han Yue nodded to her son.