"Sister Siqing, are you waiting for me?" Fang Zhicheng's eyes wandered gently over Tong Siqing's body. Tong Siqing felt that wherever his bright and gentle eyes fell on her body, she would feel itchy for no reason, especially when Fang Zhicheng's eyes moved from her face down to her neck and collarbone, the itchy feeling swept through her body, creating waves of ripples.
"Close the door and leave quickly. I didn't invite you." Tong Siqing pretended not to want to pay attention to Fang Zhicheng. She scooped some water from the fish tank with her hand and tested the water temperature.
Fang Zhicheng only felt that his breath suddenly became much heavier. He walked towards the direction where Tong Siqing was, and sighed softly: "People are guests, but there is no reason to drive them away."
Fang Zhicheng slowly approached Tong Siqing, and finally the two of them touched. Tong Siqing immediately became like the Yellow River bursting its banks, with a faint tide overflowing. The devil's hand covered the sky and the sun, as if a furnace with infinite heat was burning her whole body. Tong Siqing suddenly had an illusion, feeling tired and sleepy, and had no ability to resist. She could only support herself on the tiled wall with one hand, half leaning on Fang Zhicheng's arms.
Just when the two were about to let loose, there was a rustling sound outside the door. Tong Siqing widened her eyes, covered her mouth, and lowered her voice, "It seems that my mother-in-law is here..."
Fang Zhicheng was bold, he leaned close to Tong Siqing's ear and whispered with a smile: "Could they be here to catch us?"
Tong Siqing squinted at Fang Zhicheng and sighed, "At this time, you still want to joke around. If she finds out, we're done for."
Fang Zhicheng shook his head and whispered, "If the old lady is smart, she will just turn a blind eye."
Tong Siqing showed disbelief in her eyes and asked in confusion: "Why?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled wickedly, "Because the old lady sees things more thoroughly. What hasn't she experienced? She knows that some things cannot be stopped. If you pretend to be deaf and dumb to save everyone's face, then the family will still be there. If you break the window paper, then this family will really be gone."
Tong Siqing felt a surge of excitement in her heart and asked softly, "So you're not going to stop now?"
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said, "With such a beautiful woman in my arms, how can I give up so easily?"
The old lady coughed outside and called out, "Xiao Tong, are you home?"
Tong Siqing suppressed the itchy feeling in her throat and replied, "Mom, I'm taking a shower in the bathroom..."
"Take a shower?" The old lady's footsteps suddenly stopped at the bathroom door, and the door handle turned.
The old lady's action frightened Fang Zhicheng and Tong Siqing so much that their lower bodies tightened, especially Fang Zhicheng, who felt his entire body's pores instantly stand up. Because the bathroom door had not been closed, if the old lady rushed in at this time, she would definitely see an unbearable scene.
"Oh no! She won't come in, will she?" Tong Siqing's flushed face showed anxiety, as she and Fang Zhicheng were inseparable at this moment.
Fang Zhicheng pretended to be calm and comforted her: "No, the old lady is a smart person!"
The doorknob turned twice, and as Fang Zhicheng expected, the old lady did not come in after all. Fang Zhicheng relaxed, hugged Tong Siqing, and went downstream...
The old lady sat in the living room and waited for about ten minutes. Tong Siqing was wearing a bathrobe, holding a towel in her hand, wiping her wet hair, and asked with a smile: "Mom, why are you here at this time?"
The old lady glanced in the direction of the bathroom, sniffed, and said, "I see you've been very busy at work lately, so come over to get some clothes for your son." The old lady bit her son's mouth hard, as if to remind Tong Siqing that she was a woman with a son.
Tong Siqing pretended to know nothing, "Mom, wait!" After saying that, she turned and went into the bedroom. After a while, she found a few pieces of her son's daily clothes and put them in a paper bag, and handed it to the old lady. "Mom, thank you. There are so many things to do in the office recently, and I really don't have much energy to take care of the children. Mom, you are helping me in my time of need."
The old lady took the paper bag and walked slowly towards the bathroom. She coughed and said, "I need to bring some toiletries back..."
Tong Siqing's heart trembled, and she quickly quickened her pace and ran towards the bathroom. She entered the bathroom, closed the door, hushed to Fang Zhicheng, tidied up everything in a hurry, and then took her son's toiletries and handed them to the old lady.
The old lady glanced through the crack in the bathroom door and asked in confusion, "Why is there so much fog in there?"
Tong Siqing's heart was pounding. She glanced back guiltily and whispered, "I just took a shower, so of course it's foggy. Mom, it's getting late. The street light in front is broken again. I'll take you home."
The old lady snorted vaguely, no longer paying attention to Tong Siqing, holding a bag in one hand, turned her back to Tong Siqing and waved, saying, "No need to send it off."
Tong Siqing followed the old lady, and when her back disappeared around the corner, she quickly closed the gate and gently stroked her chest, only then did she suppress the heart that was rising to her throat.
The old lady heard the creaking of the gate, turned around and looked at it with disdain, then walked a few steps and stepped on a stone, almost spraining her ankle. She spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, "This road should be repaired, it's full of potholes and uneven, something bad will happen one day."
After the old lady left, Tong Siqing returned to the room and saw Fang Zhicheng watching TV with great interest. She thought to herself that Fang Zhicheng's mental quality was too good to be able to sit still. She sighed and said, "Zhicheng, why don't you go back quickly? I'm afraid she will come back again..."
Fang Zhicheng lowered the volume of the TV, turned his head and smiled, "Don't worry, Sister Siqing. The old lady will never come back. I know what she is thinking. She is even afraid of seeing me now."
"Why?" Tong Siqing asked with a puzzled look on her face.
Fang Zhicheng explained: "Everyone wants to know the truth, but after knowing the truth, they will be afraid of the negative impact that will be brought about by the truth being made public."
Tong Siqing nodded, with a hint of coldness on her lips, "Old lady, you want to leave your son a last piece of fig leaf."
Chapter 0368 Taught the County Magistrate a Lesson
Yinzhou Conference Center, formerly the Municipal Party School, has been renovated since the year before last and now has the largest, most luxurious conference venue in Yinzhou. In the Dexin Hall on the first floor of the Qinyuan Building of the Conference Center, staff were busy adjusting seats, placing seat cards, and distributing conference materials.
In the lounge of the conference center, Xing Jike squinted his eyes and was resting, as if he was already asleep. In his hand, he held a stack of manuscript paper, which was the Q&A material Fang Zhicheng prepared for him yesterday. Xing Jike spent two whole days memorizing the questions and preparing for possible challenges.
Two minutes before eight o'clock, Wang Ke, the office director, pushed the door open and waved to Xing Jike. Xing Jike stood up suddenly, straightened his back, and his eyes revealed a deep and solemn meaning, as if he had become a different person.
Following behind Wang Ke, Xing Jike's face was calm and gentle, and he finally stopped in the middle of the press conference. He sat straight, put his hands on the desk, and adjusted his sitting posture... Click, click, the sound of flash and camera shutters made Xing Jike feel his eyes swollen and a suffocating feeling surged from his throat. He suddenly had hallucinations in his eyes, and the reporters below seemed to have turned into demons, with a strange smile on their lips, as if they were waiting for him to make a fool of himself.
Xing Jike frowned, thinking. Suddenly, he felt timid. Should he run away? Should he give up? Can he handle the coming storm, or will it just add to the jokes? What if he can't handle it? Will there be an accident? Will the questions he set up be useless? Is Fang Zhicheng reliable? …
At this moment, Xing Jike felt a chill on his shoulder and he looked to his side with a dull look. It turned out that the person who patted his shoulder was Fang Zhicheng.
Fang Zhicheng was sitting below and noticed that Xing Jike was very nervous and a little out of control, so he rushed up from the stage and reminded Xing Jike in his ear, "County Magistrate Xing, you have no way out now. No matter how big the problem is, you must face it head-on. Otherwise, you will never make progress in your life, because your resume will be stained, a stain that will never be erased. Now only you can save yourself, take a deep breath, and go all out. Smile..."
"Okay, I understand." Xing Jike said to Fang Zhicheng.
Since I am here, I have to make the best of it. Since I dare to attend the press conference today, I have to follow the steps. Everything has been rehearsed countless times, so there will be no problems. Otherwise, I will look down on myself. Whether I can get promoted in the future depends on this one move.
This is a hurdle for me, I just need to get over it. Thinking of this, Xing Jike seemed to see hope, relaxed his brows, and waited patiently.