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

"Fu Jingsheng, can you stand up?" A vague word escaped from Rong Yan's teeth.

He bit her lip: "Well, don't talk."

After a brief pause, Fu Jingsheng held Rong Yan and sat in front of his desk.

"The doctor said you can stand, but not for too long."

"You can obviously move, but you still lied to me to pick you up. Can you pack your things and go home? Mr. Fu?" Rong Yan hung Fu Jingling's neck.

"Wait for me for a few minutes while I save the document." Fu Jingsheng rested his chin on Rong Yan's neck.

He Wei knocked on the door twice and came straight in. Unexpectedly, Rong Yan was also there, and the two of them sat on the same chair.

He turned around quickly: "I'm sorry, boss."

Rong Yan stood up with a whoosh: "Fu Jingsheng, I'll wait for you in the car."

"Goodbye, madam." He Wei lowered his head.

"Boss, I'm sorry, boss, I was wrong." He Wei apologized repeatedly for fear that Fu Jingsheng would blame himself for ruining his good deeds.

He had never worked with Rong Yan in his arms before. Fu Jingsheng's face was sullen and his eyes were like poisoned arrows, staring at He Weiwei without daring to take a breath.

"The company does not allow overtime work? It's already time to get off work, what are you doing here?" Fu Jingsheng said in an unhappy tone.

He Wei held two tickets for the concert in his hand: "Boss, I'm here to give you two tickets for milk tea. I finally got them, in the second row of the infield."

I originally wanted to wait for the boss to praise me, but now I came at the wrong time, and I had to get two tickets in vain.

Fu Jingsheng took it and took a look, the tickets for Rene Liu's concert will be next month.

The corners of his lips curled up: "Well done, the money will be transferred to you right away."

Fu Jingsheng knew that Rong Yan liked Rene Liu when she was in college. She always liked to wear a pair of headphones after school. Once Rong Bing told him that her sister was old-fashioned and liked to listen to Rene Liu's songs, unlike her favorite celebrities who were born in the 00s.

For this reason, Fu Jingsheng, who has never been star-struck, went home to do his homework.

Gradually, he also fell in love with listening to milk tea songs, until he succeeded Fu, and sometimes would play those songs in the office to relax.

As time went by, He Wei knew.

Listening to milk tea songs has become a habit, but he has forgotten that it was Rong Yan who made him fall in love with this singer.

On the contrary, the assistant remembered.

"I invite you. I'm happy to see you reconcile." He Wei finally let go of his uneasy heart.

Fu Jingsheng transferred 5,000 yuan to his assistant's Alipay, saying thank you.

Went to the garage with the concert tickets.

Rong Yan was lying on the window, looking at the direction of the elevator, and said, "Why haven't you come down after a few minutes?"

She was getting bored waiting.

After a while, a man in a black coat came out of the elevator with brisk steps and a faint smile on his face.

"Fu Jingsheng." Rong Yan straightened up and shouted.

Fu Jingsheng said goodbye to the employees in the elevator and walked into the car.

As soon as the car door closed, Rong Yan started the car.

"Wait, close your eyes, I've prepared a surprise." Fu Jingsheng covered her eyes with a big hand.

"What's the surprise?" Rong Yan asked, why didn't Fu Jingsheng mention it when they were upstairs just now.

Out of curiosity, Rong Yan closed her eyes obediently.

Fu Jingsheng took out two tickets from his pocket: "You touch them first."

Rong Yan knew that she had a ticket in her hand, but she really couldn't guess what ticket it was? Is it an attraction ticket? He wants to take him on a trip?

"What did you find?"

"Tickets." Rong Yan blurted out.

"Open your eyes and take a look." Fu Jingsheng moved his hand away.

Concert tickets, Rene Liu's.

Rong Yan cried out. It was difficult to buy this ticket. She almost asked Ye Jianming to do technology and hard work again.

Fu Jingsheng took out the second one unhurriedly: "I have one too. Let's go together next month."

Rong Yan hugged his face and kissed him fiercely: "Thank you."

"Are you so happy about this little surprise?" Fu Jingsheng said lightly, but he was happier than Rong Yan in his heart.

"Well, I'm easily satisfied." She rubbed her red lips against his ear, "How do you want me to thank you?"

Rong Yan rarely takes the initiative, especially outside.

This sentence made Fu Jingsheng, who didn't think much about it, instantly ignited.

"Going there last time?" she asked again.

After all, when you get home at this time, the children are out of school, and you always have to clamor for them to accompany you. They can't spend time together after they get home, and they have to wait until midnight.

Employees coming and going from get off work in the garage will subconsciously glance at their cars when they pass by.

Only then did Fu Jingsheng realize that the car window was only half closed.

He quickly pressed the window-close button. At least he was dignified in front of outsiders.

Rong Yan was rarely embarrassed to see Fu Jingsheng. He seemed to be afraid that his image in front of his colleagues would be damaged.

"Ok?"

The rising tail tone issues a third invitation.

The tip of the woman's nose kept rubbing against Fu Jingsheng's chin.

Fu Jingsheng leaned back. He suddenly wanted to know how far Rong Yan would take the initiative if he didn't agree.

So, the man deliberately said: "But it can't be used in the car."

Rong Yan's car was indeed smaller than Fu Jingsheng's. She subconsciously looked at the space in the back seat: "It's not bad, it will definitely be OK in the back."

"This chair can also move forward." Rong Yan was still thinking of a way.

"Are you here to thank me?" Fu Jingsheng asked.

"Ah?" Rong Yan was stunned and explained, "Not entirely. I had an idea just now in the office, but it's a company after all, so it's not good."

It’s rare for a woman to say it so bluntly.

"You don't need to thank me for a ticket to the concert." Fu Jingsheng's expression was different from the past. He was so calm now.

Rong Yan thought she had said something wrong: "Do you think it's too frivolous for me to pledge my life to you for a ticket?"

Fu Jingsheng continued to tease her, and the man nodded: "Well, I've never seen you take the initiative before. It seems that milk tea is more important than me. Listening to one of her concerts will make you want to repay me like this."

Sure enough.

Rong Yan removed her hand from Fu Jingsheng's shoulder: "No, you got the order wrong. First I thought about it in the office, and then I thought about it even more with this ticket."

"If you insist on saying so, the vote was the trigger. It was not because of the vote that I took the initiative, but because of my original intention today."

Inexplicably, Fu Jingsheng fell in love with Rong Yan's argumentative appearance.

"I believe you." He held the back of its head with his hand, "But there is a better place today."

Before departure, the two of them sent messages to their families in advance, saying that they would go back later if something happened.

Fu Jingsheng took Rong Yan to a nearby bed and breakfast.

The B&B is located by the lake, looking like a dream at dusk.

"It's true that there's not enough space in the car, but we have money, and it feels better to experience a hotel occasionally." Fu Jingsheng turned on the lights on the balcony.

They lived on the first floor, and the balcony was connected to the swimming pool. In order to be able to play in the swimming pool without being disturbed by anyone, Fu Jingsheng rented the entire villa, with only the two of them in the swimming pool.

Thanks to the buoyancy of the water, the newly recovered legs and feet can bear less force.

He asked Rong Yan to lie on the pool wall.