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

"Hello, neighbor." Fu Jingsheng turned to Rong Yan and nodded.

Rong Yan threw the apple core out of her hand: "Fu Jingsheng, what are you doing?"

The man's lips spoke two words: "Fuck you."

Rong Yan went out from the yard and pulled Fu Jingsheng: "Seriously? Are you renting this house? Will you live next door to me in the future?"

"Rent, am I so poor? I bought it. I officially moved here today. Welcome to my house." Fu Jingsheng looked proud, "The chef has been brought here. I heard from Xiaolei that your cooking aunt will not come until tomorrow. I will be here tonight." Eat here.”

"I'll eat you. Goodbye." Rong Yan let go of her hand and went back.

Women have calculated everything, but they have not calculated that a man will buy the house next door to him.

In the evening, Rong Shiyu and Rong Shimo came back from interest classes and passed by Fu Jingsheng's house.

The man sat in the yard, deliberately waiting for the children to appear. The heated placemat in front of him was filled with all kinds of delicious dishes.

Seeing his daughter's figure, he shouted: "Xiaoyu, Xiaomo, come over for dinner."

Sister Rong Shiyu was stunned together.

Then they all said in unison: "Old Fu? Why are you here?"

"Mom, is he allowed to come in?" Rong Shiyu thought it was her own home.

After a while, Rong Yan called at the door of another house: "Xiaoyu, Xiaomo."

"Mother?"

The two girls looked at each other and took a closer look.

"Be good! My old man has moved next door to our house!" Rong Shimo made a tsk-tsk sound from his little mouth.

Rong Shiyu asked the housekeeper to take her schoolbag home, and then she went to Fu Jingsheng's house and had a day of classes. She was so hungry that the smell of her father's yard made her unable to move her feet.

"Old Fu, my mother knows you live next door, aren't you angry?" the girl stared at the food, drooling and gossiping.

"Well, you're very welcome. I'll give you a task. Ask your mother to come over for dinner. Coin purse..."

Before Fu Jingsheng finished speaking, Rong Shiyu had already run home, took Rong Yan's hand and dragged her to Fu Jingsheng's house: "Mom, isn't our cooking aunt here not yet? I don't want to eat the butterfly noodles you made. , Lao Fu’s house has a lot of delicious food, my mouth is watering when I see it, let’s go and have some food.”

"Mother."

Rong Yan dug her heels on the ground. Was she someone who gave up her principles for a few mouthfuls of food?

Rong Shiyu couldn't hold her mother back and called her brothers to come over and help.

Brothers Fu Yunlei knew that their father was coming today. In order to prevent their mother from discovering that they were traitors, they stayed upstairs all afternoon and pretended not to know that their father lived next door.

Finally I heard my sister’s cry.

The two little boys trotted downstairs, deliberately pretending to be stupid: "What's wrong?"

"Don't you know at home that Lao Fu has moved next door?" Rong Shiyu asked.

Fu Yunlei brothers shook their heads together: "Really? Why does dad live next door?"

"You guys are pushing mom from behind. There are a lot of delicious food in Lao Fu's house, but mom refuses to go." Rong Shiyu used her strength to feed, and suddenly she heard her stomach growl.

"Okay." Fu Yunlei and Fu Yunting pushed their mother from behind.

Rong Yan half-assumed.

In Fu Jingsheng's yard, Rong Shimo had already sat down, holding mutton chops in his hand. Her mother had cooked for two days, and it was too unpalatable. She hadn't eaten such delicious food for a long time. When her sister went back to call her mother, she couldn't bear it. Stay and eat first.

Rong Yan looked at it arrogantly and glanced at the table with disdain.

Not just lamb chops, pig's trotters, arm-long shrimps, king crabs, black... black gold abalone...

Wait, does Fu Jingsheng usually live such a luxurious life at home?

Fu Jingsheng opened the soup pot, and the heat of sea cucumber and bird's nest soup gradually rose.

"Mom, what is your favorite food?" Rong Shiyu stood up and took a look, "What a big sea cucumber."

Fu Jingsheng pulled Rong Yan to sit down: "Help you hold it."

Rong Yan closed her eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she just had to take a bite.

After a bowl of soup, Rong Yan was about to leave, when Fu Jingsheng took out the "Ship of Silence" from under the table.

This kind of rare champagne has long been unavailable in the market. Rong Yan likes to collect wine. She spent seven figures to beg for "Ship of Silence" for many years but still could not get it.

At this moment, Fu Jingsheng took it out easily.

The man was about to open the bottle, but Rong Yan held him down: "You want to drink it?"

"Well, champagne is just for drinking." Fu Jingsheng pretended not to know that he was holding a bottle of famous wine. "He Wei gave it to me and told me it was a bottle of good wine. I would take it out when entertaining distinguished guests. I don't know how good it is." , you are a distinguished guest, drink today."

Don’t you know Fu Jingsheng?

"It's just so so. Mainly, I don't like drinking champagne. So, give me this wine and I'll get a better bottle to drink with you when I go home." Rong Yan looked straight at the Silent Ship and said.

"Okay, but you have to drink with me, otherwise how will I know if you lied to me? The more you drink, the better the wine is."

"Okay." Rong Yan took the "Ship of Silence" back home, locked it in the safe, and replaced it with a bottle of 1982 Lafite.

I brought some cans of yogurt for the kids.

In order to prove that the wine she brought was better, Rong Yan drank one cup after another.

Half an hour later, the four children returned to Rong Yan's villa after eating.

Fu Jingsheng asked the housekeeper to help watch.

He and Rong Yan lived in a world of two.

In order to create an ambiguous atmosphere, the man turned off the incandescent lights in the yard and replaced them with candles prepared in advance.

"Why turn off the lights?" Rong Yan asked.

"Power saving."

"What nonsense, you have bad intentions again." The slightly drunk woman burped, "Fu Jingsheng, to be honest, your performance has been okay during this period, but..."

The man pricked up his ears: "But what?"

"But not yet, you can't." Rong Yan was incoherent and her expression was not clear.

Rong Yan was a little shaken, but when she thought of Fu Jingsheng's treatment to her, she flinched again. She was afraid that she would fall into it again. What if Fu Jingsheng left her again?

Fu Jingsheng attaches too much importance to friendship and thinks that Rong Bing saved him and he can give up happiness to be with Rong Bing. If there is another person who protects him with his life and treats him better than himself, will he stay with another person in order to repay his kindness? ?

Rong Yan couldn't bear another loss.

After seven years, she finally came out.

Fu Jingsheng lowered his head and looked at himself. Does Rong Yan feel that she is not satisfied in that aspect?

But last time we were together, he tested it and it worked fine. Could it be that the size is wrong? The man gasped.

The doctor said that it can be cured with time, but the size is natural. If you want to change it, you can only do lengthening surgery, but the risk is very high. If not, you will directly lose your male function.

He consulted many hospitals, but no one dared to promise 100% success.

Fu Jingsheng was a little confused as to whether he should take a gamble or not.

Rong Yan held her chin with her hand and looked at the handsome man in front of her. Every time she drank too much, she felt Fu Jingsheng was so handsome.

She wondered if she wouldn't be hurt if she didn't talk about feelings. At least Fu Jingsheng was good at using it.

The man's eyes slowly moved away from his lower body, moved up a little bit, and met Rong Yan's blurred eyes.

"I promise to satisfy you this time." Before Rong Yan could react, Fu Jingsheng picked her up and went straight to the bathroom.