Fang Zhicheng stood blankly in the distance, thinking carefully, it seemed to be the case. In the process of getting along with Ye Qingrou, he had always been the passive party.
Fang Zhicheng shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, saying: "It's really hard to understand the thoughts of girls nowadays. I have to remind you that even though you and I are like this, I can't promise you anything. I have a family."
Ye Qingrou shrugged indifferently and said, "Don't worry, I won't destroy your family. I just want to be your mistress quietly."
Fang Zhicheng was speechless for a long time before he said, "Your values are completely broken."
Ye Qingrou gazed at Fang Zhicheng lovingly and said slowly: "This can't be entirely blamed on me. It's all because you broke into my life and changed my ideals."
Counting the time, Ye Qingrou had been waiting for him for seven or eight years. The blood on the bed sheet was eye-catching, and the passionate embrace just now was intoxicating.
If Ye Qingrou didn't love me so deeply, how could she be so crazy
No one could imagine that the unruly and seductive woman who often went to nightclubs had remained chaste for so many years.
Fang Zhicheng always felt that he owed Qin Yuming, Xie Yuxin, Qi Yun, Tong Siqing, etc., but for Ye Qingrou, he always felt that because he had not broken the last layer of window paper, he did not have any pressure. Now, Fang Zhicheng suddenly realized that he also owed a lot to her.
Fang Zhicheng caressed Ye Qing's soft jade-like cheek with pity and sighed, "You are so stupid."
Ye Qingrou changed her position, lying in Fang Zhicheng's arms, and smiled faintly: "Everything is worth it. Do you know what I was thinking on the way? If you still don't obey me this time, then I will wipe you out!"
Fang Zhicheng tapped Ye Qingrou's small and delicate nose in annoyance and said, "You're talking nonsense again!"
Ye Qingrou pouted, glanced at Fang Zhicheng, then stood up, wrapped herself in the quilt, and hopped to the side of the suitcase. She ducked and rummaged around for a while, then shook a medium-sized pair of scissors and said, "How is it?"
Fang Zhicheng was horrified, and his crotch subconsciously tightened. Knowing that Ye Qingrou could do anything, he patted his chest and said, "I'm a little glad that I lost my mind."
Ye Qingrou returned to the bed again, pinched Fang Zhicheng's strong arm, and said softly and charmingly: "Brother, let's do it again! Others say that it is especially easy to get pregnant the first time..."
Fang Zhicheng touched his forehead and said, "Brother, I'm old and my physical strength is a bit weak..." Before he could finish, Ye Qingrou had already turned over and sat on him...
Chapter 0935 Sending a Tiger Across Thousand Miles to Swallow an Old Sheep
Life is often contradictory. Time changes many things, making things that were originally unacceptable no longer repulsive. There is no one in the world who is strong enough to not care about any external influence. A hard heart will become soft, and a resolute mind will become hesitant... When you take that step, you will suddenly feel that the things you insisted on before are not particularly important.
After Fang Zhicheng accepted Ye Qingrou, he suddenly understood a lot of things. It turned out that he was really stubborn sometimes. Originally, he thought that his refusal to accept Ye Qingrou's love was a good thing for Ye Qingrou, but in fact it was a disguised harm to her.
Seeing Uncle Gong opening the door from time to time and looking into the corridor, the driver reluctantly reminded him, "Uncle Gong, you'd better stay calm. I don't think Mayor Fang will come out of that room tonight."
Uncle Gong said in a serious tone, "He's already married, how can that be possible!"
The driver took out a cigarette and handed it to Uncle Gong, but suddenly remembered that Uncle Gong had quit smoking for several years. He was about to retract his hand, but Uncle Gong snatched the cigarette, put it in his lips, then asked the driver for a lighter, lit it and started smoking.
Uncle Gong seemed to be asking himself, "What should I do? Should I give the young master a call?"
The driver said, "Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst. Let the young people do their own thing. The young lady is quite old, and she has her own ideas."
Uncle Gong sighed depressedly, sat on a chair and smoked, and whispered: "What do you think happened to us? It feels like we sent the young lady to the tiger's den from hundreds of kilometers away."
The driver had a different opinion, muttering, "I think the young lady is the tiger. She was impatient all the way, afraid that others would run away. Mayor Fang, on the other hand, was like an obedient old sheep, but he was very calm."
Uncle Gong put out his cigarette butt in the ashtray and said with a wry smile, "Well, think about it carefully, what you said makes sense. In fact, the young master had been thinking about letting the young lady marry him a few years ago, but who would have thought that he would fly higher and higher. Who would have thought that a small secretary back then would now be the deputy mayor?"
The driver wiped his mouth and said, "That's why there's a saying: Don't despise the poor young people."
Uncle Gong smiled helplessly and said, "The key is that the Ye family has never looked down on him."
Ye Mingjing had long ago spread the rumor that Fang Zhicheng was the son-in-law of the Ye family. Even in the past few years, many people came to propose marriage, but they were all rejected by Ye Mingjing. The reason was that Ye Mingjing had long regarded Fang Zhicheng as the best partner for his daughter, but unfortunately, they were not destined to be together. Fang Zhicheng's career path was smooth and fast, and it was also revealed that he was the direct descendant of the wealthy Su family.
After the Ningsu family marriage, Ye Mingjing asked Ye Qingrou to cheer up and choose a new life partner, but she refused. Ye Mingjing knew his daughter's character, she was stubborn and stubborn, so he did not force her and let her choose for herself.
Although the news that Ye Qingrou followed Fang Zhicheng without any official status spread and sounded a bit uncomfortable outside, Ye Mingjing could see clearly that this phenomenon was not uncommon in society. Outstanding men would have many women around them because of their personal charm.
Even if Fang Zhicheng married Ye Qingrou, no one could guarantee that there would be no other women around him.
Uncle Gong knew what Ye Mingjing was thinking, but he still felt aggrieved in his heart. This aggrieved feeling came in a strange way, but he could do nothing about it.
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Ye Qingrou stayed in Caoyao for three or four days, so Fang Zhicheng did not return to the guesthouse during these days.
Around eight o'clock in the morning, Fang Zhicheng met Sui Qi at the stairs. He took the initiative to greet her, but Sui Qi rolled her eyes and said, "Have you been so busy these days?"
Fang Zhicheng explained with a smile: "A friend came and accompanied her around Caoyao."
Sui Qi changed her gentle temper and said sarcastically: "It's not just that. There are many people in Cao Yao's officialdom and they are all gossipy. You'd better be careful." After saying that, she quickened her pace and rushed upstairs.
Fang Zhicheng shook his head helplessly and followed her. Sui Qi was also upset for some reason and missed a step, losing her balance. Fortunately, Fang Zhicheng stepped forward quickly and hugged her under the armpits, otherwise she would have probably rolled down the stairs.
Seeing Sui Qi's frightened face, Fang Zhicheng reminded her, "You should be careful when walking."
Sui Qi reacted quickly, broke free from Fang Zhicheng's arms, endured the pain in her ankle, gritted her teeth and walked towards her office.
Fang Zhicheng knew what Sui Qi meant. She was probably jealous. He hadn't been back to the guesthouse for a few days, which was indeed a little problematic, but he couldn't bring Ye Qingrou to the guesthouse. Wouldn't that cause more criticism
After Sui Qi returned to the office, she took off her high heels, rubbed the painful area, and took a breath. She didn't know whether it was pain or heartache, but her eyes were filled with tears.
"This bastard Fang Zhicheng!" Sui Qi spat in a low voice, then took out a pair of boxer leather shoes from the cupboard.