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

Rong Yan dialed her own number, causing Shen Xingzhi to mistakenly think it belonged to Yu Wenhao.

The unconscious woman had no idea who she was talking to.

She just vented her emotions into the receiver and hung up immediately after speaking.

But after hanging up the phone, Shen Xingzhi got down from the stool, nestled under the bar, buried her head in her knees and said: "My heart really hurts, Rong Yan, I feel bad, why should I care about life and death? She's done it, If you make trouble every time, I will hug the police..."

When she said this, Shen Xingzhi didn't seem drunk.

Rong Yan squatted down with her best friend. She put Shen Xingzhi's head on her shoulder and listened to her.

After Fu Jingsheng arrived at the bar, he looked around but didn't see his wife.

After making a phone call, he discovered that Rong Yan and Shen Xingzhi were squatting on the ground.

"Drunk?" Fu Jingsheng asked.

"Well, getting drunk every now and then is too harmful to the body. What should I do?" Rong Yan was very worried, but she didn't let Shen Xingzhi drink because she was afraid that she would have nowhere to vent her emotions and get sick from suppressing them.

"Take our family." Rong Yan stood up.

"Honey, help me." Fu Jingsheng and Rong Yan put Shen Xingzhi into the car together.

"We are moving to Linglong Garden next week. There is no extra room. If she still drinks like this, we can only send her to her home, but you don't worry about leaving her alone at home, right?" Fu Jingsheng didn't say it clearly, but Rong Yan knew what he meant.

"I know, I will tell her. Keeping like this hurts your body, and I can't always take care of her. Xiaoyun and the others are about to start school, and they need me at home."

Shen Xingzhi was in a daze, but she seemed to hear the conversation.

The woman suddenly raised her head: "Don't worry, it won't affect your reunion."

"Xingzhi, we didn't mean that." Rong Yan explained, but the next second Shen Xingzhi fell asleep again.

In Yushui Bay, all the servants had gone to bed, so Rong Yan had to send her best friend to the room and help her change clothes.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when I went upstairs.

Fu Jingsheng laid out the quilt and waited for his wife to come over.

Rong Yan was so tired that she didn't even want to take off her makeup.

She twisted her neck and leaned on the sofa for a while.

Fu Jingsheng took a basin of water and said, "Tell me how to do it, and I'll help you."

Rong Yan hugged her husband's waist: "Hubby, stop working and stay with me for a while."

The woman rubbed her cheek against the man's abdominal muscles: "Husband, I feel very happy. Compared to Xingzhi and the others, I am really happy."

When Rong Yan listened to her best friend's talk at night, she wanted to hug her husband.

She confessed nonchalantly.

Fu Jingsheng leaned over, held Rong Yan's chin, and held her lips: "Me too. I heard Fu Jingchen talk about his private life today. I also feel very happy. I have always had such a tacit understanding with you."

"Is there a tacit understanding in private life?" Rong Yan raised her head and blinked her eyes and asked, "You really only like my body."

"I only like your body? Is it possible?" Fu Jingsheng asked.

"It's really impossible, husband, I think." Rong Yan's hands got into the man's clothes restlessly.

Fu Jingsheng straightened his back, facing the woman's staring eyes, he had no resistance.

He picked up Rong Yan and put her on the bed: "Lie down and don't move."

"No, I have to wash up first." Rong Yan got up and got into the bathroom to take a shower.

Fu Jingsheng stood at the doorframe and watched. If he hadn't been worried that Rong Yan would be tired from standing, he would have rushed in.

After wiping the water on his wife, he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

Rong Yan kept her hands on Fu Jingsheng's neck and never moved her eyes from his face.

The woman's eyes were filled with awe, and Fu Jingsheng's face was reflected in her pupils.

He took off his clothes as he walked.

Rong Yan was placed on the pillow, half covered with a bath towel, her skin was fair.

Fu Jingsheng slid his fingers over her shoulder blades and said, "Honey, you have lost weight."

Rong Yan was really working hard during this period. She was so small when she was lying on the bed. Fu Jingsheng was afraid that he would crush her if he pressed over her.

He suddenly couldn't bear it anymore: "Either sleep."

Rong Yan hooked Fu Jingsheng's calf: "I don't want to sleep."

She was thinking about it very much today. Even though she was yawning all day long when she was drinking with Shen Xingzhi at night, she was not sleepy at all next to Fu Jingsheng.

Rong Yan's fingertips slid across Fu Jingsheng's neck, landed on his chest muscles, and rubbed her palms in circles.

Fu Jingsheng has no sense at all.

He pressed on top of the woman. The spring light was beautiful in the bedroom, and the quilt fell to the floor mixed with the man's clothes.

When she woke up, Rong Yan felt like she was about to fall apart.

She sat up against the bed board.

Fu Jingsheng went to the factory early.

After Rong Yan went downstairs, she found that Shen Xingzhi had already gotten up.

"Rong Yan." Seeing her best friend, Shen Xingzhi walked over, "I'm sorry for disturbing you again yesterday. I promise this is the last time."

"What are you sorry for? Are you feeling better today?"

Shen Xingzhi nodded.

"Had breakfast?"

"No, I'm waiting for you." Shen Xingzhi held Rong Yan's arm, "Did I call Yu Wenhao again last night? I remember such a thing, but it's not in the call history. Did I use your mobile phone? ."

Shen Xingzhi regretted it after waking up early in the morning.

Rong Yan told her what happened last night. Shen Xingzhi was relieved to learn that she had not dialed the number.

Also drunk was Yu Wenhao.

Yu Wenhao’s family in the north.

Mother Yu didn't expect her son to hide wine under the bed. He drank a bottle of wine while she was asleep at night and vomited all over the floor.

When it was still dark, my mother got up and prepared to go to the fields, when she smelled a pungent smell in the living room.

When I opened my son's door, I saw that the house was in a mess.

She spent a long time mopping the floor and changing the sheets.

The more she calmed down, the angrier she became. Her son had never drunk like this before.

It's all that woman's fault.

Mother Yu poked Yu Wenhao's shoulder: "Wenhao, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? You drink like this."

Yu Wenhao opened his eyes in a daze and frowned when he saw his mother: "I have a headache. I want to sleep. Don't call me."

He turned over, facing away from his mother.

Mother Yu sighed and went out.

Father Yu was sitting at the door smoking. When he saw his wife, he put out his cigarette butt and said, "Mother, have you ever thought that Wen Hao will lose his life if he continues like this? Such a son is what you want, let alone a job. He already has a job." Can’t live a normal life.”

Mother Yu became even more angry when she heard her husband's frustrating words: "Let him drink for a few days. If his head hurts for a few more days, we don't need to tell him. He will stop drinking on his own."

"How many hours do you plan to get up so early every day and work for a few hours?" Father Yu said, looking at his panting wife.

"You come tomorrow and we can take turns, or we can set an alarm clock at night and check it from time to time." Yu's mother is very resourceful.

"Okay, I'm going to work. There's nothing I can do to you." Father Yu patted his knees and left.

After Yu Wenhao woke up, he saw that his mobile phone was missing from the bedside table. He immediately asked his mother if he was secretly reading messages while he was drunk.

Both of them were angry and started arguing again.

Yu's mother cried and scolded Shen Xingzhi. Yu Wenhao was furious and punched the door with his fist. Seeing that the door was broken, Yu's mother tore her son apart.