Lu Wanyu stopped answering Xu Ying and hurriedly walked into her boudoir. The curtains were drawn tightly, so the room seemed very dim. She turned on the bedside lamp, and the bright light dispelled the resentment in her heart. Lu Wanyu felt very uncomfortable, so she took off her clothes and left them on the bedside, leaving only her underwear and panties. She sat in front of the dressing table and looked at herself quietly, red lips, beautiful forehead, white neck... flawless, delicate face with rosy whiteness, willow waist that could be held in one hand, plump and fair skin, mature and moving body, enough to make people intoxicated.
Unfortunately, Lu Wanyu still frowned, she had no confidence in herself...
During dinner, Lu Wanyu and Xu Ying had a cold war. Although Xu Ying tried to talk to Lu Wanyu several times, she was always coldly rejected by Lu Wanyu. Lu Wanyu knew that it was wrong for her to be so cold to Xu Ying, but she had to make such a gesture to protest to her mother and question the pure relationship between herself and Fang Zhicheng.
After dinner, Xu Ying didn't let Lu Wanyu clean up the table. Lu Wanyu took some clothes from the balcony and went into the bathroom to take a bath. The bathtub was filled with hot water. The mist made the small bathroom hazy. Lu Wanyu carefully rubbed her soft skin and closed her eyes slightly. After soaking for half an hour, Lu Wanyu began to slowly wash her body. This was her most precious thing. Even though her ex-boyfriend had threatened and induced her many times, Lu Wanyu saw that it was well protected. The friction between the towel and her skin made her body temperature begin to rise, so Lu Wanyu couldn't help but make a comfortable sound in her throat. She suddenly remembered the feeling of Fang Zhicheng riding a bicycle that night and her hugging his waist.
Lu Wanyu felt her pores open slightly, and her whole body began to flow backwards. "Hulua..." The kitchen and bathroom were very close, and the sound of the glass door being opened was very loud, interrupting Lu Wanyu's wild thoughts. Lu Wanyu realized what had just happened and couldn't help but curse herself.
She sighed heavily and made up her mind that since Fang Zhicheng was only willing to be siblings with her, then she would be siblings with him.
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After New Year's Day, the weather was getting colder. Qin Yuming lived in a low-rent apartment for a few days. Unable to resist Fang Zhicheng's soft and hard persuasion, she was forced to move into Fang Zhicheng's home. Qin Yuming pointed at Fang Zhicheng and warned him, "Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you live under the same roof."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and assured, "Sister, don't worry, I promise to treat you with courtesy. Although the house is not very big, it will be lonely for one person to live in. I won't charge you rent, just help me wash clothes."
Qin Yuming smiled and said, "So this is your real purpose."
Fang Zhicheng chuckled and said, "Everyone has an intention. Since the hope of getting close to her is slim, we should be more practical."
Qin Yuming waved her fist and threatened, "Don't push your luck. If you take advantage of me again, I'll leave right away."
Fang Zhicheng's expression immediately became serious. He walked around the community for a while and met a few old neighbors. After a few greetings, he found that their eyes were strange. Qin Yuming didn't say much and went into the house with a pout. Fang Zhicheng saw Mingtang and comforted him, "Your own life is your own experience. There is no need to care too much about the eyes of others."
Qin Yuming shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "If they say something about me, I will just treat it as a mosquito bite. It doesn't matter. The main thing is that you are still a young man. It would be bad if you caused trouble with me."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Sister, how can you think like that? When my mother passed away, you were the only one among the neighbors who was willing to help me. At that time, I didn't see you being so afraid of other people's gossip."
"But..." Qin Yuming's eyes flickered, and she felt aggrieved.
Fang Zhicheng sighed, knowing that if the two of them lived together, there would always be excuses. Now that Qin Yuming had just divorced, he couldn't bring up living with Qin Yuming at this time. After thinking for a while, he said softly: "Sister, you live in this room. Our dormitory is distributing houses recently. If I fight for it, the General Affairs Office will definitely give me one. Then I will move to the Municipal Party Committee's staff building to live, so that others won't gossip. How do you do?"
Qin Yuming hesitated, feeling sorry for Fang Zhicheng, and sighed, "Will it be too much trouble?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I am now the secretary of the municipal party committee secretary. It's not difficult for me to ask the organization for a dormitory."
Fang Zhicheng thought that since Zhao Qingya's villa was empty, he might as well leave the old house to Qin Yuming and live in the villa himself, so as to help Zhao Qingya look after the house.
Qin Yuming had spent all her savings in the past few years to open a dance academy. If she wanted to rent another house, she would inevitably be short of money. Seeing Fang Zhicheng let her live in the old house, she was inevitably moved. She made up her mind and said softly, "You go and apply first. If it doesn't work, at worst we can live together. Anyway, we are both innocent."
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly to himself. They were just lying with their eyes open. How could they be innocent
After dinner, Qin Yuming brought out a basin of washed fruit, and the two ate the fruit while watching TV. In the middle of the meal, she received a work call, and after Fang Zhicheng finished coordinating, Qin Yuming had already gone into the bedroom to rest.
Fang Zhicheng knocked on the door and heard a "hmm" from inside, then he quickly jumped onto the bed, only to find a pile of quilts. Qin Yuming was hiding behind the door with a smile on her face, covering her mouth with a smile.
"Sister, you can't play tricks on me like this!" Fang Zhicheng said, waving his fist.
Qin Yuming slowly pulled up her nightgown, revealing her beautiful collarbone, hooked her finger, and said, "It's not that easy to get into my bed!"
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There is a tennis court near the community where Song Wendi lives. Recently, Song Wendi has become fascinated with tennis, so Fang Zhicheng will play a few games with him every morning. Although Song Wendi is middle-aged, he is in good physical condition. When Fang Zhicheng plays with him, he loses more than he wins.
After playing three games, Fang Zhicheng took the lead and took out a towel and mineral water from his bag and handed them to Song Wendi. Song Wendi wiped the sweat off his face and said with a smile: "You have a good learning ability and your skills have improved recently. In another month, I'm afraid I won't be your opponent."
Fang Zhicheng smiled modestly and said, "The key to winning or losing in tennis is not only the skill, but also the experience and judgment. Boss, you are far better than me in these two aspects, but you can't catch up overnight."
Fang Zhicheng's flattery was just the right amount, which made Song Wendi happy. Song Wendi wiped his sweat and suddenly remembered something. He asked softly, "Is there any problem with Tong Siqing cooperating with you?"
Tong Siqing was a newcomer who was recently seconded to the Municipal Party Committee Secretary's Office. She was 27 years old, four years older than Fang Zhicheng. Although Fang Zhicheng did not have a close relationship with her, he had heard of Tong Siqing's background. Her husband's family and her family were both prominent families in Yinzhou. Zeng Ru arranged her to be with Song Wendi, obviously hoping that Song Wendi could take over Tong Siqing's family strength and consolidate her position in Yinzhou.
Prominent families are not rich or powerful, but they have a great influence on society. For example, publishing an article is very likely to change the direction of public opinion.
In troubled times, heavy punishments are used, while in prosperous times, gentleness is more common. To be gentle is to convey goodwill to the people, and an effective channel is needed, which depends on these wealthy and prominent families who have been rooted in the land of Yinzhou for hundreds of years.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Sister Siqing is easy to get along with. She has just started working and needs an adaptation period. I believe she will be able to integrate into the working atmosphere quickly."
Song Wendi nodded and said no more. Fang Zhicheng pondered over Song Wendi's words and knew that he was very cautious now. Every time he hired someone, his loyalty would be tested. It would be difficult for Tong Siqing to get Song Wendi's approval.
When he went to work with Song Wendi, he entered the office and found that Tong Siqing had already cleaned it. Fang Zhicheng checked it casually. Tong Siqing observed from the side and found that Fang Zhicheng was very picky about hygiene. He even picked out a few petals that fell from the wintersweets under the windowsill with a frown.
Tong Siqing was also a careful person. She was not only subconsciously on guard, but also thought that Fang Zhicheng looked young, but he might not be easy to get along with. In fact, she didn't know that Fang Zhicheng was a person with mild mysophobia. It had become a habit for him to clean his work environment spotlessly every day.
After Fang Zhicheng finished checking the hygiene, he took out his notebook and held a short meeting with Tong Siqing to discuss the division of labor in the office.
Although Fang Zhicheng was well organized and had a clear division of labor, Tong Siqing still frowned subconsciously because Fang Zhicheng looked too young. She felt a little dissatisfied. Why should a young man give her orders
Chapter 0102 Braised Turtle and Turtle
Fang Zhicheng secretly looked at Tong Siqing, and saw that she lowered her eyes, staring at the notebook, listening to every word of Fang Zhicheng very seriously, nodding from time to time, or subconsciously putting the pen to her lips, pressing the plump red flesh into a weird depression. He also noticed that Tong Siqing's eyes were very bright, probably because she wore contact lenses, so her eyes looked different.
Fang Zhicheng grew up in a single-parent family, so he inevitably has some quirks in his personality, such as the cleanliness that usually occurs in women, and a slight admiration for older women. Tong Siqing's temperament and style can attract Fang Zhicheng. She is similar to Qin Yuming's temperament, but there is a big difference.
Because Qin Yuming dances frequently, she exudes a kind of energetic restlessness from the inside out, while Tong Siqing exudes a bookish scent, with the faint fragrance of ink and powder blending together to form a very impactful spiritual temptation.
The air conditioner was on in the office, and Tong Siqing seemed to be feeling a little hot. Pearl-like beads of sweat appeared on her plump and crystal-clear forehead. She gently moved the table and chair, took off her coat, revealing a pink tight cashmere turtleneck sweater that showed off her perfect lines.