At night, Rongjia.
Fu Nuan leaned against her husband, and she was very quiet.
After returning from the Fu's house, Rong Yu noticed the woman's silence, which was very wrong.
"Thinking about it?"
Hearing the man's voice above his head, Fu Nuan gave a dull "um", and then briefly recounted what he saw in the mall that day with Rong Yu.
"Why did you deny it? I can see it clearly, that's her. If it's not a guilty conscience, why would she lie?"
"Do you suspect that she has an improper relationship with that man?"
She raised her head to look at Rong Yu and nodded cautiously.
"She was very close to that man at the time, and she deliberately concealed it just now. I have reason to doubt it."
"Then it was at Fu's house just now, why didn't you say?"
Listening to this, the woman sighed faintly...
"I don't want to make my father sad, and... now I'm not sure if he will believe me."
She could see the changes in her father during this time.
Especially as Lin Rong's belly is getting bigger and bigger, his father's attitude towards her daughter has also changed a bit.
Rong Yu tightened her waist, bowed her head and dropped a kiss on his wife's forehead, with a deep and nice voice: "Don't think too much, be good, go to sleep."
Fu Nuan:...
Why does President Rong seem to be coaxing a child
Although she didn't want to be a child, she still rubbed the man's arms. Who made his arms too comfortable.
Early the next morning.
When Fu Nuan was sleeping soundly, she was disturbed by a wicked voice—
She grunted impatiently, which made Rong Yu's mind to tease her even more.
He deliberately leaned to the woman's ear and blew into her earlobe.
Fu Nuan's ears were itchy with irritation, and he couldn't sleep anymore. He suddenly opened his eyes to look at the man who was deliberately messing up, with a little annoyance in his eyes.
"What are you doing… "
"Woke up lazy, follow me to the company."
"Don't go."
The woman turned over, buried her face in the pillow, and said dullly, "Fu Siro is the one who brings the tea and the water. Let her wait on you, Mr. Rong."
She swears that she is really not jealous anymore, um, she just simply wants to sleep in at home.
"Still angry?"
"I'm not that stingy."
The man raised his tie and curled his lips with a smile: "Mrs. Rong, my husband needs your help."
The person who saw the sex was unmoved, and he coughed slightly, and his tone was a little bit more teasing—
"Or, Mrs. Rong wants me to play some other tricks with a tie?"
As soon as the voice fell, he leaned down, his body overturned on her tender body.
Fu Nuan was so startled that he immediately became sober, and while pushing with both hands, he said something in his mouth: "Don't don't, I... I'll get up right away..."
Who knows what he is talking about, but it depends on the situation, so she shouldn't try it!
When the goal was achieved, the man squinted his eyes with satisfaction, raised his chin slightly, and waited for the woman to "serve" him.
…
Rong's Group.
The employees of the group have eyesight. Although the anonymous e-mails made a lot of trouble before, seeing the president carrying his wife into the company today, the two behaved intimately, not like a bad relationship.
When everyone saw this, they greeted.
Fu Nuan was helpless. She had been unwilling to be seen by these people a few days ago, but now it's better, everyone is flattering her again.
For the high-level president, she still sits in that special work position, and Fu Sirou can only wait outside. Even the empty position of Secretary Liang before, she is not qualified, but she still needs an outer position.
However, Fu Sirou only thought that as long as she reached a higher level, she would not be far from Rongyou.
In her opinion, the relationship between Rong and Fu Nuan is not stable now, as long as she can show up in front of him every day, for a long time, she won't believe that he is indifferent.
Thinking of this, she walked towards the President's Office in a self-conceited manner.
In the office.
Fu Nuan devotes himself to work very seriously. This is her principle. You must do decent things during working hours.
However, she is serious, and there are always people who are not serious.
I was sorting out the information, and suddenly I heard the sound of the knuckles tapping on the desk. This is a habit of tolerance.
She looked up at him, "What's the matter?"
"come."
Fu Nuan got up and walked to him. The next second, the man buckled his waist coldly, moved into his arms, and fell into his arms.
"It's work! Mr. Rong, be more serious." Fu Nuan's face showed some seriousness.
She hadn't forgotten what Assistant Chen heard intimately in the office last time.
Rong Yu buried her head in the fossa of her neck, sniffing a woman's fragrance exclusively for her.
"Nuannuan, you smell so good."
Fu Nuan:...
While shaking her mind, Rong Yu raised her chin, rubbed the softness of her lips with her fingers, and was about to kiss, but was interrupted by an unexpected guest—
"President Rong, there is a document..."
Fu Sirou knocked on the door symbolically, and when she walked in, she saw the scene in front of her, her smile froze suddenly.
This... What is going on? This is completely different from what she thought!
Seeing the woman come in without permission, disturbing his sexuality, frowned in discomfort.
Fu Nuan got up without rushing, tidying up his clothes, and sitting back in position without showing the slightest embarrassment.
If anyone came in and bumped into what happened just now, she might be embarrassed, but in front of Fu Siro, she felt that it was unnecessary.
Fu Sirou's reaction was fairly fast, but she was stunned for two seconds, and then opened the document she was holding without changing her face, and said, "Mr Rong, this document needs your signature."
Rong Yu's indifferent eyes didn't have a trace of temperature, and she nodded on the tabletop, beckoning her to put it down.
Fu Srou could only do it, and Yu Guang glanced at Fu Nuan.
Hasn't she fully taken over Fu Nuan's job? So what is this woman still doing here
"You can go out." After the man signed, he pushed the document over, his voice as cold as the frost of winter moon.
Fu Siro picked up the file, feeling unwilling.
How can it be!
She carefully designed it for separation. How could Rong Yu not care about the photos
She asked without giving up, "Ms. Rong, do you need anything else? I can..."
The man was impatient and interrupted: "I need you to go out."