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

Rong Yan was shaken.

She opened the alumni association process, which started with Professor Zhang Jingzhi’s speech.

When Rong Yan was a sophomore, Professor Zhang, who had retired, was rehired to teach them ancient Chinese. She never used PPT in class. At the age of seventy, she insisted on writing on the blackboard in every class, and Rong Yan liked ancient Chinese and modern Chinese the most. contemporary literature.

Once after class, she mustered up the courage to ask for Professor Zhang's contact information. Unexpectedly, she agreed without hesitation. Later, when Rong Yan asked her questions, she always answered patiently.

Knowing that Rong Yan likes to write novels, Teacher Zhang encouraged her to write online articles first and gave her suggestions on the beginning of her writing.

It can be said that the person Rong Yan should be most grateful to for becoming an online writer is Teacher Zhang.

What surprised Rong Yan the most was that one time when she was chatting with Teacher Zhang, Teacher Zhang actually told Rong Yan that she was following Rong Yan’s novels and that Rong Yan would become popular sooner or later.

Sure enough, college is not necessary yet. One of Rong Yan's novels is really popular, but few people know that the young man is her.

"Let me think about it." Rong Yan said.

"Okay, feel free to contact me if you have any ideas. I'm one of the planners." Xu Yajie raised his eyebrows.

"What are we talking about? So happy." Fu Jingsheng came from the bathroom.

Rong Yan told Fu Jingsheng about the alumni association, and added at the end: "Fu Jingsheng, you are also an alumnus, or you can go together."

"I'll go if you go." Fu Jingsheng followed Rong Yan.

"Senior, we'll think about it before telling you." Rong Yan planned to discuss it with her husband in private before making a decision.

In the swimming pool.

Fu Yunlei looked like a little teacher. He grabbed Xiaoyu's arms and said, "Water skiing, put it away."

Fu Yunting helped Xiaoyu correct his movements.

Two little girls swam along the lane.

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Unlike Rong Yan and the others, Rong Bing was in an extremely low mood.

After breaking up with Zhou Luo, she knew that even if she posted the recording on a public website, there would be no other benefit than humiliating herself.

The purpose of threatening Fu Jingchen was to get him to break up with Zhou Luo. Now that Zhou Luo knew about the recording, he directly told himself that they would never break up, so the recording was worthless.

Is she just going to give in?

Rong Bing sat in the bathtub, hugging her knees. It was almost noon, but she felt that the room was dark.

In Fu Jingchen's company, the man took half a day off in the afternoon because he was worried about Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo had insomnia all night and fell asleep in the morning. When Fu Jingchen arrived at the hotel, she was sleeping deeply. After being awakened by the doorbell, she got up and stumbled to open the door.

"Did you just wake up?" Fu Jingchen asked when he saw the unkempt woman.

"Well, I didn't sleep well last night, why are you here?" Zhou Luo asked with his head hanging down.

"I'm worried. Did you not have breakfast and lunch? I'll pack whatever you want to eat." Fu Jingchen's face was full of concern.

Rong Bing told Zhou Laolu what happened, and Fu Jingchen felt relieved.

Now he just wants to do his best to be nice to Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo said he wasn't hungry, but his stomach growled uncontrollably.

"I want to drink Axi avocado milk tea, without any added sugar, and a towel roll from Greedy Mao's." Zhou Luo thought for a while, "That's all."

Fu Jingchen smiled happily: "Okay, make arrangements immediately, wait here obediently." After saying that, he kissed the woman on the forehead and left in a hurry.

When he was buying towel rolls, he learned about several flavors, so he bought each one.

Then I went to buy milk tea, and finally I took it upon myself to buy some snacks.

I ran all the way back to the hotel.

When the man appeared out of breath again, Zhou Luo saw the sweat on his face and asked, "Why are you running? I won't starve to death later."

"I'm not starving to death, but I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable if you're hungry. By the way, I don't know which flavor of towel rolls you like to eat, so I bought them all. I also bought some pine nuts. I remember you like to eat them. I'll help you peel them. You go first. Eat dessert." Fu Jingchen came in consciously and closed the door.

Zhou Luo sipped the milk tea in small sips and glanced at Fu Jingchen who was peeling pine nuts from time to time. She couldn't help but said: "Actually, just like a person who knows whether drinking water is cold or warm, he should believe what he feels and should not believe what others say."

"Ah?" Fu Jingchen thought Zhou Luo was talking to him, but he didn't seem to understand.

"I said that I felt loved when I was with you. You are very attentive and nice to me. That's enough." Zhou Luo looked at Fu Jingchen. The man in front of him couldn't be pretending, let alone just for that. Something.

"I love you, who said I don't love you? Rong Bing? Don't believe a word of her words." Fu Jingchen expected Rong Bing to provoke, "She only thinks about our fight. If you believe it, just let it go. Her intention.”

"I know, I have my own judgment, but I was so angry at the time that I didn't think of replying." Zhou Luo had already figured it out in the morning, so he fell into a deep sleep.

But Rong Bing, who won the verbal battle at night, became increasingly unhappy the more he thought about it.

She was sitting in the kitchen, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, and she was mentally fighting with the blade.

While telling herself not to do anything, she asked herself what the point of living was.

Chen Xiu sent several messages to Rong Bing in the morning but received no reply. Sensing that something was wrong with Rong Bing, she rushed to their community.

The door to Rong Bing's house was ajar.

Chen Xiu walked in directly and saw Rong Bing as soon as he entered.

The kitchen door was open, facing the house door diagonally.

"Bingbing." Chen Xiu rushed over and took away the knife from the woman's hand, "What are you doing?"

Rong Bing hugged Chen Xiu's waist: "Xiuxiu, I'm done, really done. I want to die with him, but I can't get close to him at all. I can't even enter Zhou Luo's house."

"That's not a reason for you to be stupid. Didn't you tell me that your sister and the others will arrange a job for you when they come back? The future is still long. Fu Jingchen is just a ball. Your sister and the others are so capable. They must know many outstanding people. As long as You're fine, are you still worried about finding someone better?"

In this case, Chen Xiu was almost done talking. She didn't know if she could really persuade Rong Bing.

"Go stay at my house for a few days." Chen Xiu pushed Rong Bing out of the kitchen, "Pack some clothes and go over."

"Xiuxiu, you are the best to me." Rong Bing looked at his friend movedly.

"You know I'm good to you, can you please let me worry less? Really, I've taken several leaves this month. If I keep doing this, last year's final bonus will be deducted. I'll have to give it to you when your backer Rong Yan waits." Chen Xiukai Make jokes to lighten the mood.

Rong Bing choked and said, "Okay."

"Promise me not to contact him again, and living a good life is the best revenge for him. As for Zhou Luo and him, don't worry, they won't last long. Zhou Luo is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp." Chen Xiu looked on as a spectator. She had already seen Zhou Luo's bitchiness. Rong Bing took her to meet Zhou Luo once, and she even reminded Rong Bing at that time.

"Well, I'm waiting to see their retribution. I must live a good life, and I must cooperate with the training and try to walk like a normal person as soon as possible." Rong Bing finally saw a little hope.