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Fu Mansion.

When Fu Sirou got home, he went back to his room angrily and locked himself in his room.

What reservation? What patience? Go to hell with them all!

Lin Rong heard movement downstairs and immediately went upstairs to knock.

"Sirou, what are you doing? "Causing such a big commotion!"

"Don't worry about it!" Fu Sirou bellowed at the door.

There was no place for her to vent her anger. Even if the person outside was her mother, she would not be able to speak kindly to her mother. Moreover, what happened to her today had nothing to do with her mother's pretense of intelligence!

"Open the door first!" Lin Rong reprimanded her with a low voice, and warned her in a low voice: "Look at your appearance, if any of the chatty servants from the family spread this information to your father, would you live a good life?"

Hearing that, the angry Fu Sirou instantly became more clear-headed, and in the end, she clenched her teeth and could only open the door.

That's right, as her stepfather, the thing that she hated the most was that there was no gold in a thousand, and her character was like a shrew.

Lin Rong entered the room, confirmed that there was no one around, and then closed the door.

"Why are you so angry? Who dares to provoke you?"

Seeing the room filled with wolf ashes, and even the few things she loved most were smashed into smithereens, Lin Rong's face darkened. It could be seen that this situation was very bad.

"I... I've been sent back to my original department! Director Assistant... It's just a small assistant director! "

Hearing this, Lin Rong was startled, and his face turned ugly.

"What's going on? Wasn't it fine before? "

"Isn't it all because of you?!" Fu Sirou glared at his mother with resentment, "It was all your rotten idea that made me go to the hospital to accompany Fu Nuan. Rong Yu used the reason of me being absent from work to promote me back to my original job! "

She clenched her fists in indignation.

"It wasn't easy for me to get promoted from the 16th floor, how can I go back? "I refuse to accept this, I refuse to accept this!"

"Be quiet!" Lin Rong warned him with a cold look in his eyes, "With such a small setback, you are already so unstable, how will you accomplish anything big in the future?"

"Then tell me what we should do now!"

A trace of deep understanding flashed across Lin Rong's eyes. It seemed like it wouldn't be easy to directly start a fight with Rong Yu, but …

"Don't worry, we have another way."

"What method?"

"Do you still remember that woman we met outside the ward last time? She is Rong Yu's aunt. "

"So what?" Fu Sirou did not mind, "From the conversation back then, this aunt does not seem to have any status in the Rong family, what can she help us with?"

"That's why I'm more confident that I can ally her with us."

Lin Rong revealed a meaningful cold smile.

Fu Sirou did not understand the meaning behind his words, but he did not continue asking.

He hoped that his mother really had a way out this time.

The Rong family.

Last night, Fu Nuan was once again tormented until very late to sleep, because a certain someone said that they had to seize the last day of their vacation and enjoy themselves at the right time.

As for what was "fun"...

She stood up and saw the reflection of her reflection in the mirror on the dressing table. The scars all over her body reminded her of last night's madness.

Come to think of it, it had been extremely difficult for him to grasp the initiative but he had already "pressured" Rong Yu. Who knew that in the end, he would still turn against him and attack him several times.

Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at the man beside her who was still unconscious. He seemed to be fine, as if nothing had happened to him. She had no idea where he had gotten such good physical strength from.

She wanted to use her revenge against the man and pinch his nose, but before her fingers could even touch him, Rong Yu suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her with his pair of deep black pupils.

His hand was gripped tightly by his large palm. He brought it to his lips and took a punitive bite.

"What do you want to do, eh?"

His voice still had a hint of laziness from waking up, low and husky, full of fascination.

Fu Nuan quickly retracted his hand as if he had been scalded.

"No …." "I don't want to."

When did this guy wake up?

She felt guilty. After all, she had almost been caught red-handed.

"Lying is not a good habit."

The man's long fingers lifted her chin and kissed her deeply on the lips.

"Woo woo …" "No!"

Fu Nuan pushed him away, her face red as she muttered softly, "I still have to go to class today …"

Today was the first day of the new semester, which also announced that Fu Nuan had ended his summer "working" life and officially returned to his original job at school.

Rong Yu chuckled. He did not continue to tease her and got up from the bed.

"Go wash up first." Fu Nuan said as she wore her pajamas to match the clothes in front of the wardrobe.

After a few seconds, he turned his face to the side to look at the man, but he didn't move. Instead, he looked at her thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?" She touched her face doubtfully. "Is there something strange about my face?"

He raised his eyebrows, walked up to the woman, took her into his arms, and brought her into the bathroom.

"What are you doing?"

"Together."

Thus, for the first time in their long married life, the two of them washed up together.

Fu Nuan raised his eyes and looked at the mirror. She was standing beside him, and the two of them had a toothbrush, one pink and one blue.

Of course, she didn't tell Rong Yu this. A man like him shouldn't be interested in this so-called couple's money.

"That's great."

Rong Yu softly whispered as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and buried his head in her hair.

"Hmm?"

What's good?

But he didn't think of saying anything else. He just bent his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, leaving behind a faint fragrance.

Outside the bathroom, when the man had put on his shirt and she was the one to tie his tie, it had become a silent habit between them.

After a long period of "practice", the level of Mrs. Rong's tie was much higher than before, and was becoming more and more skillful.

His fingers moved skillfully, and in a moment a neat bow tie was formed.

She straightened his collar and asked casually, "Are you going to school today?"

"Do you want me to go?"

Fu Nuan turned his head away and muttered in a low voice: "Whether you go or not has nothing to do with me."

Although he said this, he was not used to it.

The two of them had been traveling together almost every day for the past two months. Now that they were back on track, they felt like something was missing.

The man placed his warm palm on top of her head and gently stroked her head.

"Let's go, we'll go together with you."

On the way there, Fu Nuan found out that Rong Yu originally wanted to go to school, because there was a meeting going to be held today at the Academy.

The car stopped in the school parking lot, and when they got out, the man naturally took his wife's hand.

Fu Nuan looked at him silently, and did not hide things as carefully as in the past. After all, the relationship between the two of them was already made public.

However, just as he walked out of the car park, he bumped into his teacher who was in the same office. The teacher had a very understanding smile on his face, making Fu Nuan very embarrassed.

She's still not used to being so high-profile yet …

After arriving at the school building, she wanted to go up by herself, but Rong Yu insisted on accompanying her to the entrance of the office.

In the teacher's office, the teachers had long heard from the teachers who had just arrived that Director Rong and Teacher Fu had come to work together.

"Take your medicine on time. I will check every now and then."

Even though he was discharged from the hospital, he still had to continue taking the medicine.

"I got it!" You still have a meeting, go ahead. "

Rong Yu stretched out his hand and caressed her hair, exhorting her, "Don't be too tired."

At this time, the teachers who had looked over at them all sighed in awe: Prof. Rong was simply too gentle, she was simply a berserker who doted on his wife!