Fu family.
Since Fu Nuan left, Fu Zhao's face has been a little gloomy.
Lin Rong pretended to comfort him, but he was even more annoyed by those words.
The phone rang, and Fu Zhao picked it up.
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, the man's original face gradually faded away from the gloom, and he returned to his usual gentle and loving kindness.
"Daddy sees it, thank you Nuan Nuan, take a rest early."
As soon as she hung up the phone, Lin Rong couldn't wait to leaned in and asked tentatively: "Did Nunnuan call? She...what did she say?"
"Nuan Nuan said, President Rong agreed to join the Rong Group to work, but the specific position will not be known until after he goes."
The good news came too suddenly, and Fu Sirou was stunned for a while before realizing that she would be able to join the Rong Group soon.
This means that she still has hope... Otherwise, why would Rongyou agree to let her join the company
She restrained her emotions and tried not to express her inner ecstasy.
"Sirou, you have to prepare well. Come, let's go back to the room, and Mom will match you with a dress..."
Lin Rong took her daughter upstairs as she spoke, and the mother and daughter had a tacit understanding.
After entering the room, Lin Rong closed the door, looked at her daughter clearly, and asked, "Do you want to take this opportunity to approach Rongyou and replace Fu Nuan's current position?"
Her mind was said by her mother, and Fu Sirou didn't mean to conceal it. She met her mother's gaze, and the woman's eyes showed a bit of hatred and determination—
"Mom, I was confused before and gave Mrs. Rong's position to Fu Nuan. This time, I want to take back everything that belongs to me."
Seeing her mother not speaking, Fu Siro frowned, and the hatred in her eyes was gradually replaced by hesitation.
She looked at Lin Rong cautiously and asked, "Mom, do you feel bad?"
A strange thing flashed in Lin Rong's eyes, and she immediately settled, touching her stomach, her eyes sinking.
"As your mother, I naturally don't want you to get involved in other people's marriages, but..."
Fu Siro was unwilling.
Lin Rong thought differently. What she cares most now is the future of the child in her stomach.
"As the current Mrs. Fu, even if the child in my stomach is born and can inherit the Fu family's property, there is Fu Nuan, and there is always a property to give to her. Moreover, the current Fu Nuan has a strong identity. Supported by the group."
"If you want to have no worries, you must get rid of her, and if you want to get rid of her, you must first let her lose the protective barrier. Do you understand what I mean?"
Her mother's words made Fu Sirou's eyes light up.
Lin Rong sighed slightly, her tone a little more solemn.
"All our hope now lies in whether you can successfully replace Fu Nuan, and..."
She looked down at her swollen abdomen, a gentle smile mixed with some calculations, and touched her round belly: "You have to live up to it..."
"Mom..."
Fu Sirou wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she said her worries.
"What if this child is not a son?"
Everyone can tell that the reason Fu Zhao is so good to her mother and her is because he wants a son.
But how can this kind of thing be so sure
If it weren't for the sons... they would be at risk in the Fu family.
"Don't worry, even if this child is not a son, I still have a way to make it a son."
Just then, Lin Rong's cell phone rang.
Glancing at the caller ID, her eyes sank and she squeezed the phone tightly.
"Be prepared and show your best in front of you. You are no worse than Fu Nuan."
When the words were over, Lin Rong turned around and walked out of her daughter's room.
In the corridor, she made sure that there was no one around before she answered the phone, her expression a little nervous.
She lowered her voice, but she could still hear a bit of sullenness.
"Didn't I tell you, don't call me, send a message if you have something to do?"
A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone, light and bright.
"Sister Rong, when are you going to see me? I think you are thinking too tightly!"
Lin Rong was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "You have to stay well these few days, don't cause trouble, I will visit you in two days."
Fu Zhao was at home during this period. It was not convenient for her to go out at all, so she had to deal with it first.
"I see." The man paused, then asked, "How about the child?"
Lin Rong said nothing, and hung up the phone decisively.
…
The next day.
Fu Nuan got up early, although the false expectation was very boring at home, at least he could sleep in, but...
Now even this right to lose was taken away by this tyrannical person.
She glared angrily at the "culprit" who was buttoning her shirt, let out a small mumble, got up and opened the closet to match her clothes.
however…
I usually wear casual clothes at school, but there are no suitable white-collar professional attire.
Seeing the woman making gestures with a few clothes, she gave a tangled and dissatisfied appearance, and smiled lightly.
"Just wear it as usual."
Carrying his clothes, Fu Nuan turned his head to look at the speaker.
The light blue dark-textured shirt and well-cut trousers make the man even more upright.
Women secretly slander: Is it necessary to go to a company to dress like a butterfly
I don’t think I can recruit bees or butterflies...
Seeing the woman's dazed appearance, Rong Yu slowly curled the corners of her lips and smiled and hooked her hands.
"come."
"What are you doing?"
"Tie me a tie."
Wear a tie
Fu Nuan was stunned...
She seemed to have only seen her father tie a tie, never learned it, and never tried to tie it to others.
This…
Calmly and took the tie in his hand, Fu Nuan turned up the collar of his shirt, and then tied the tie.
But then...
Fu Nuan pulled both ends of the tie with both hands, feeling a bit at a loss, not knowing where to start, and becoming more embarrassed.
A man's low voice came from above his head: "No way?"
Fu Nuan bit her lip and argued stiffly, "Who said I can't? I'll show it to you every minute!"
Minutes later...
Rong Yu frowned, looked down at the messy tie around her neck, couldn't help but laugh, helplessly joking: "Teacher, this is just a tie, not a red scarf... I'm not your student."
This remark made Fu Nuan's face bursts of thoughts.
She wants her students to wear red scarves, but she teaches college...
Fu Nuan sullied his head, was silent and did not move.
It hurts self-esteem...
Suddenly a helpless sigh came from the top of her head, and in the next second, her hands were held in her hands.
"I teach you."
He drew her closer, and the two of them were close to each other, and they could feel the warm breath of each other.
His big palm wrapped her hand, pulling her and teaching her the steps.
The warmth entwined between the fingers, sultry.
After a while, the tie took shape.
"Remember?" Rong Yu raised an eyebrow and looked at her.
"Remember... Um..."
Before the woman responded, his lips covered her.
"I will wear a tie every morning from now on. If I can't remember, I will punish you."