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

Zhou Luo took Fu Jingchen's arm and said, "Let's go and ignore her. We will be happy and make them angry to death."

Fu Jingchen kept thinking about Chen Xiu's words, but it was hard to ask Zhou Luo directly.

"Well, we're almost done shopping. Let's go back and take a rest." The man said absently.

Chen Xiu could tell from Fu Jingchen's expression that the man cared about what he said.

I remember when Zhou Luo went to the hospital, it was Chen Xiu who went to the doctor. When he registered, he found out that this was not the first time Zhou Luo had done this. How many times had an unmarried, decent girl done that kind of surgery?

What kind of white lotus are you pretending to be? Chen Xiu points it out.

In the elevator, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Zhou Luo knew what Fu Jingchen was thinking, but she didn't dare to take the initiative to explain. It was a fact that she had undergone several surgeries. Her previous relationship had left her riddled with holes, but it was also her fault that she didn't love herself.

"Jingchen, let the past go. No matter what happens in the future, I will never leave you, and you can't leave me either, okay." Zhou Luo tightened his fingers.

"Okay, I shouldn't believe what others say. Everyone has a past, and my past was not good either." Fu Jingchen touched the woman's cheek, "Unless you tell me personally, I won't believe anyone."

On the hotel balcony, two people stood side by side, seemingly admiring the night view of Tiancheng, but in fact they had their own thoughts.

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In a B&B.

Fu Jingsheng was lying on the window. There was a rapeseed field outside the window. Under the bright moonlight, he could see the appearance of rapeseed. Fu Jingsheng seemed to have returned to the countryside. It was like this outside the window of his grandma's house at that time.

Rong Yan put her chin on her hand: "It's rare to see a primitive village like this. Did you notice that there wasn't a single car in the whole village?"

Fu Jingsheng recalled: "It's true, there were mostly tricycles."

Fu Yunlei and the others played hide-and-seek at the door for a while and ran to find his father.

The wooden door was knocked, and Fu Jingsheng shouted: "Come in."

"Dad, Mom." Rong Shimo opened the door and came in, "Can we go out and play for a while?"

It was as bright as day outside the window. Fu Jingsheng was not worried about the danger of the children going out to play. He also wanted to get some air, so he said, "Let's get together."

"Let you feel my superb skills." The corners of the man's lips curled up.

"What technology?" The children looked at each other. Do you need technology to play?

Fu Jingsheng just looked at the three-wheeler and already had an idea. It would have been so much fun to take a three-wheeler for a ride when he was a kid. It was like a luxury convertible now.

Especially at night.

Fu Jingsheng rented a three-wheeler from the B&B owner, and only then did everyone know his intention.

The man sat on the driver's seat, held the handle and tried it, then patted the tricycle and said, "Come up."

Han Yue had doubts about her son: "Do you want to drive a three-wheeler? No, a three-wheeler is different from a car." The woman who cherished her life took a few steps back.

Fu Yunlei was not afraid of anything, mainly because he believed in his father. The little boy climbed into the car, sat on the inside, and grabbed the guardrail of the car: "Dad, how did you know that I wanted to ride a three-wheeler?"

Fu Jingsheng smiled slightly: "Because I want to be happy."

"Tch, it turns out that dad wants to play." Fu Yunlei originally thought that his father had guessed what he was thinking, but it turned out that he was doing it for himself.

Rong Yan was a little hesitant. She had known Fu Jingsheng for so many years. Apart from cars, she had never seen Fu Jingsheng use other means of transportation, let alone three-wheelers. She had never seen Fu Jingsheng ride two wheels. This man shouldn't think that all cars are the same. As long as you know four wheels, everything else will work.

"Don't make trouble." Rong Yan stood under the car and warned, "It's hard to drive a tricycle, not to mention the unclear visibility at night. The roads in the village are narrow, so just walk honestly."

Fu Jingsheng asked his son to get off first. He turned the handle and the car drove out slowly. The man turned back and smiled at his family, then turned back in a small circle and the car stopped smoothly.

Several children quickly climbed up and sat in two rows: "Dad, you are the one." Fu Yunting gave a thumbs up.

Rong Yan asked her mother-in-law: "Mom, did Jing Sheng learn to ride a tricycle when he was a child?"

Han Yue shook her head: "I don't know."

"I saw tricycles when I was a child. Not many of my grandparents could ride bicycles. Tricycles were convenient for working in the fields. We knew how to ride bicycles when we were in elementary school. But after I learned how to ride a bicycle, I couldn't find the balance point when riding a tricycle. Anyway, I haven’t learned to ride a three-wheeler.” There was a time when Rong Yan even suspected that her limbs were uncoordinated.

Han Yue looked at her son in disbelief, and then at her daughter-in-law with confusion: "I really don't know how he can ride this, I can't even ride a battery bike."

Fu Jingsheng pulled Rong Yan into the car: "Want to know why I can ride a three-wheeler? Fu Jingsheng, president of Fu's, is not just an embroidered pillow who enjoys success. I also started from the grassroots level. You just don't know it. Loading, unloading, assembly line experience... "

Rong Yan couldn't help but give two thumbs up: "I really didn't expect you to be so down-to-earth."

"Mom, come on up, let's take a convertible for a ride." Rong Yan pulled her mother-in-law into the car.

The whole journey was filled with laughter like silver bells.

Fu Jingsheng circled the village twice and stopped. Several children jumped out of the car and ran to the fields to have fun.

Han Yue followed and shouted: "Slow down, grandma can't keep up."

Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng were sitting on the field ridge chatting.

The ringtone of the mobile phone broke the warm atmosphere.

Rong Bing had a bad feeling when she called Rong Yan, but what came on the phone was an unfamiliar voice.

Chen Xiu found two numbers in Rong Bing's address book. She first called Rong's father, but no one answered the phone. Then she called Rong Yan.

"Rong Yan? I am Bingbing's friend Chen Xiu. Something happened to Bingbing. Can you come to the hospital? She called your name vaguely." Chen Xiu stood outside the ward.

"Hospital? Chen Xiu?" Rong Yan reacted for a moment. The number belonged to Rong Bing. Although she didn't know who Rong Bing's friends were, she might have gotten her phone number, which showed that she cared a lot. But why did Rong Bing get in again? Hospital.

"You want money?" Rong Yan asked subconsciously.

"No, no, I paid the medical bills. She was unconscious and kept calling your name. She...she took a lot of sleeping pills...it was my fault that I didn't take good care of her..." Chen Xiu came back from dinner with her friends and saw Rong Bing lying on the ground.

She was scared and blamed herself.

Rong Yan couldn't count how many times Rong Bing couldn't think about it.

To this kind of person who doesn't value life, she just wants to say that he wants to die and let her die, so why stop him.

Rong Bing has been in trouble so many times, and she still can't get over being rescued so many times.

Not to mention Rong Yan, if Chen Xiu wasn't afraid that something would happen to Rong Bing at home and she would be held responsible, she wouldn't want to take care of it.

"Sister, she can't hear you if you blame her now. The doctor said she is out of danger. She may not want to wake up or face reality. She keeps calling your name. Maybe you can give her the belief to live."

"I can't." Rong Yan hung up the phone directly.