Fu Jing didn't say anything, and I couldn't say anything more. Without Hai Tang, it was really difficult for him to treat Fu Zhong and his daughter alone. There were some things I couldn't figure out. Both children were his own. Why did Fu Zhong favor his daughter so much?!
There should be no other reason than Shen Yue.
Because of Yang Meng's relationship, I have a prejudice against stepmother. I think Shen Yue is a good stepmother, but stepmother is selfish. In my eyes, no one will not love their own children and love other people's children. I can't do it anyway. If Shen Yue really made Fu Zhong so biased, then this woman has always been kind to Fu Jing!
If that's the case, she's very scheming.
"Ah Jing, did you give up looking for your mother?" I asked.
He glanced at me. "I will never give up in this life."
"Let's start with Shen Yue."
There was a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"I'm serious. Try to do it on her." I said solemnly, "I used to suspect old man fu, but now, I suddenly feel that your mother's disappearance must have something to do with her. You believe that a woman's sixth sense is really strong."
"I see." He rubbed my head. "It's time for bed."
I said, "Then wipe my face."
Not only did he wipe my face, but he also washed my feet, washed my pp, and changed into my underwear. I was a little shy, but he was very normal, his face did not change. I glanced between his legs, and it turned out that his face was fake.
I rubbed, rubbed and rubbed my feet against his big legs. He grabbed my feet and looked up at me. "Think about the consequences before you tease me."
I sighed. "No more flirting, no more flirting. I regret it."
"It's late." He pulled me to his feet and before I could be surprised, he jumped on me.
I enjoy being one with his body and soul, wishing I could indulge in it for the rest of my life and never come out again, but I know very well that we don't have much time. Even if I start now and keep doing it with him, I can't make up for the loneliness that I have to endure for the rest of my life.
I hugged him and scratched his back with my nails. "Fu Jing, I want you, I want..."
The more I do this, the harder he works. I want to do it every time as a last time, just as a farewell...
I was panting heavily, my body was trembling slightly, and it was soft as spring water...
The news of Fu Jing and Hai Tang's divorce came out immediately. I called Fu Jing to ask if it was true. He said yes and that it was on the way.
"You're crazy. There are so many people outside who are scolding you for abandoning Hai Tang. This will also affect your company's stocks. Can't you bear it any longer?"
"I can't take it anymore." His voice was calm.
I don't believe he can't take it anymore. "Forget it. You decide your own business. I advise you not to listen. You can do it yourself."
I hung up the phone and sighed. His impulsiveness was really worrying.
If I leave and he has no company, how will he live? My heart ached at the thought of his situation. I took Tingsheng away so selfishly, and he was so angry. What should I do?
"Chen Boss, Brother Jay is here." When Er De spoke of Brother Jay, his voice became shrill and his tone exuded excitement.
"Where are they?" As soon as I finished speaking, Tan Jie entered my office from the side of erde.
Er De went out and closed the door. I brought him a glass of water.
"Are you done filming? So soon."
"Call it a day. If anything goes wrong, the director will notify the filming crew. I can relax for the time being." He slumped on the sofa. "Help me pinch my shoulder."
I laughed angrily. "What do you think I am? And pinch your shoulders, you think so."
He smiled, too. "Why are you so excited? Aren't you expecting me to come back? Now that I'm back, shouldn't you be a little more courteous?"
"Is it necessary?" I asked him back, and he pursed his lips, knowing that I was not that kind of person, so he simply did not ask for it.
"I'm tired. I'll have lunch with you at noon. Call me when it's time. I'll sleep for a while." He closed his eyes as he spoke.
I opened my mouth, but I didn't say anything. I wanted to say there was a bed inside and let him sleep in it, but it was my bed. It smelled like me, and Fu Jing's. It didn't sleep well.
I went on with my business. He was sleeping on the sofa. I covered him with a blanket. He was still sleeping soundly.
It was lunchtime and Tan Jie was still awake. I asked Er De to bring us two meals and eat them in my office. She whispered, "Chen Boss, I want to eat here too."
"Three, then."
She silently expressed her excitement and went to pack the food happily.
As soon as she came back, I woke Tan Jie up. He was in a daze. "Gone?"
"What are you going to do? You slept so soundly. I didn't call you. Jean had to go to the restaurant and pack the food. Come back and eat."
The three of us sat on the sofa and ate. Er De pushed the delicious food in front of Tan Jie. "Brother Jay, try this."
Tan Jie was very indifferent. Sometimes he would pick up a chopstick, sometimes he would not even pick up a chopstick. Sometimes he needed me to ease the awkwardness at this time.
"Er De, you really win my heart. You know what I like to eat." I praised.
She smiled a little reluctantly.
I gave Tan Jie a sneaky look, but he still didn't react, just like the first time I saw him.
After dinner, I helped Er De clean the table.
"What are your plans for the afternoon?" I asked Tan Jie.
"Sleep." He lay down on the sofa and thought of it as his nest.
I was convinced, too. "Okay, you go to sleep. I have a meeting later. You can take care of everything yourself, okay?"
He grunted and closed his eyes.
So tired? I covered his blanket, hung up his clothes, and a ticket slipped out of my pocket. I picked it up and saw that it was the morning train ticket. It left at three o' clock and left at eight o' clock to North city east station.
He... Came all night?
I stood there for a moment, not knowing what to say.
I stuffed the ticket back in, pretended not to know, and let Tan Jie sleep well.
I told him not to let anyone come in and look for me under no special circumstances. If I really couldn't, I went out to make him sleep better. Maybe it was too comfortable. He slept all afternoon again.
I worked overtime for a while and when he woke up, he rubbed his eyes. "It's getting dark."
"You just know that it's time for dinner. Let's go, pick you up and have a good meal." I immediately packed the things on the table and took him to dinner with my bag.
He stood up and fell back as soon as he stood up. I was startled and ran over to help him. "What's wrong with you?"