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Huang Xing and Fu Zhenxin were already so shocked that they did not know what to do. He thought about how she could be so careless and actually threw his stockings onto Huang Xing's bed. Huang Xing also didn't know to put away the blanket when folded. This is bad, my secret affair with Huang Xing is going to be exposed in front of Fu Jie. In fact, Huang Xing and Fu Zhenxin's thoughts were similar. Other than blaming himself for being careless, he was more afraid. This kind of matter cannot be exposed, especially not to Fu Jie. He didn't know why, but he was extremely unwilling to let Fu Jie know about the matter between him and Fu Zhenxin. He wanted to have an outcome with Fu Zhenxin, and also wanted to have a new breakthrough with Fu Jie. This was the contradiction in his heart. Therefore, once Fu Jie found out about the matter between her and her sister, it would also mean that there would be no hope for him and Fu Jie anymore.

All men hoped that they had three wives, four concubines and a large group of wives. Huang Xing also couldn't escape the common view. In fact, when he was with Zhao Xiaoran, Huang Xing was still a very single-minded husband, and never thought of cheating. Maybe the harm Zhao Xiaoran had done to her was too great, to the point that her concept of love and values had undergone a tremendous change. He no longer tried to conceal his feelings for the opposite sex, nor did he believe lies about lovers eventually becoming husband and wife, getting along with each other for the rest of their lives and loving each other for the rest of their lives. He had become someone else.

Huang Xing was startled, but after Fu Zhenxin finished speaking, she secretly patted her butt, and realised that she was trying to signal him, intending to help him get rid of the suspicion. However, Huang Xing was not convinced in his heart. In order to get rid of your suspicions, you want to put me under the label of 'bad habits'? But after thinking about it again, if Fu Jie knew that the stocking was Fu Zhenxin's, it would be equivalent to the relationship between him and Fu Zhenxin being broken into pieces. He felt that she would rather let Fu Jie feel that she was wretched than to let her know that she had already done something to Fu Zhenxin.

But before Huang Xing could make his stance known, Fu Jie had already asked Fu Zhenxin one last question: "Still acting?" Is it interesting?

Fu Zhenxin stammered: Sis … This thing... This thing really isn't mine!

Fu Jie snorted: Not yours, could it be Director Huang's? Fu Zhenxin, come with me!

Her expression was abnormally strict, making Fu Zhenxin feel that she was going to serve him according to the laws of the family. She had experienced her sister's tantrums many times, and each time they had been too much for her to handle. His sister criticized him even more harshly than the teacher in charge in middle school, saying that a few words from him made him feel worse than if he had been beaten up.

What should I do, what should I do?

Fu Zhenxin's heart was tangled. When Fu Jie angrily walked to the door of her bedroom, she suddenly came up with an idea that could be considered as a good idea.

Maybe he could get away with it.

Fu Zhenxin tried to make her expression more natural, more natural. Then, she grabbed Fu Jie's arm and shook it mischievously: "Sis, why are you so fierce?

Upon hearing this, not only was Fu Jie stunned, even Huang Xing was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat.

What was she going to say?

How f * * king awkward! Huang Xing glanced at the stocking on the bed, and his heart started churning. Before this, he had always thought that when Fu Zhenxin wore this pair of silk stockings, the lines on her legs were extremely beautiful. But he didn't expect that due to him and Fu Zhenxin being too careless, it would actually lead to such a tragedy in the mortal world. Seeing that the matter between him and Fu Zhenxin was about to be exposed in front of Fu Jie, Huang Xing felt as if he had lost his soul. He did not dare to look at Fu Jie's resentful gaze and could only lower his head and wait for the arrival of the storm.

Seeing that Fu Zhenxin wanted to be honest with him, Fu Jie's heart was tangled up. The truth of the matter seemed clear enough. She wanted to know the truth, but she didn't want to accept it. Because in her heart, there was already a worry that no one else knew about.

Fu Jie frowned and said, follow me to my place.

Fu Zhenxin laughed and said, what am I going to do at your place, isn't it fine to speak of it here, it isn't something shameful.

What? Wasn't this kind of thing shameful?

Huang Xing thought that Fu Zhenxin had gone mad and coughed to make him understand, but Fu Zhenxin quietly gave him a 'ok' gesture from behind. Huang Xing did not understand the hidden meaning behind the gesture, but it seemed like she wanted to be frank and open-minded, or something else.

Fu Jie didn't speak anymore, she only looked at Fu Zhenxin who was standing in front of him thoughtfully. She did not wish for her own sister to do such a thing behind her back. She also did not wish for the Director Huang that she had always trusted and valued to harm her sister. She used the corner of her eyes to glance at Huang Xing who was standing to the side. She felt that if this matter was not handled well, it would create an unerasable shadow in the hearts of all three of them. However, she could not imagine that there was any way or possibility that this matter could be handled satisfactorily.

Fu Zhenxin pulled Fu Jie's hand and mischievously explained: "Sis, to tell you the truth, this sock is mine!"

Huang Xing frowned. He was done for, she actually admitted it!

Fu Jie also frowned, her lips slightly parted. She wanted to say something, but no words came out.

Fu Zhenxin continued to explain: Actually it's like that! However, she felt a bit embarrassed to say it. Director Huang, as you know, this person has a special identity. She is the image of our company, both internally and externally. Image is important. But I was in the same office as him, and every day I saw that his shoes were dirty and couldn't be wiped clean. Yesterday, I saw a wonderful life move in the Qilu living channel. It said that using silk stockings to wipe shoes has a miraculous effect. It was polished until it was bright and clean. On a whim, I found a pair of socks that I hadn't worn in a long time and gave them to the Director Huang for free. I made him wipe his shoes clean before he went out everyday, taking note of his appearance.

Hearing this explanation, Huang Xing felt so admiration for Fu Zhenxin. This explanation seemed forced, but it was indeed impossible to find any loopholes. Furthermore, with regards to using stockings to wipe shoes, with the development of society and the opening of people's minds, it had already become a common sense of life that was not a secret. Huang Xing had also seen some life moves on television before, or perhaps on television, where women's stockings were said to be the best weapon to wipe shoes. Fu Zhenxin coming up with such a plan at such a crucial time was indeed a wondrous move that turned a loss into a victory.

After Fu Jie heard this, he was still skeptical. She frowned and cursed: You actually thought of something!

Seeing that her sister was a little convinced, Fu Zhenxin quickly seized the opportunity and chased after her. If you don't believe me, you can try it too. Wiping your shoes with silk stockings is brilliant. Look, look … She showed Fu Jie one of her feet, wanting to let him see the effect, but realised that she had already changed into slippers. She quickly stuck out her tongue and said: I'm sorry, I forgot to change out her leather shoes.

The corner of Fu Jie's mouth revealed a faint smile. Perhaps it was a kind of blessing, or perhaps it was a kind of infection that affected Fu Zhenxin's childishness.

But Fu Jie still turned her head and questioned Huang Xing: "Is that so, Director Huang?"

Huang Xing was at a loss for a moment before he slowly nodded his head.

Huang Xing's face was very red. Because even this answer made him feel somewhat embarrassed. For a man to use a woman's stockings to wipe his shoes was, in the end, not very elegant.

Fu Jie burst out laughing, after saying that, you guys are really creative! I'm convinced!

She went into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Fu Zhenxin stuck her tongue out at Huang Xing, touching her chest, her heartbeat felt a little slower.

Huang Xing also heaved a sigh of relief.

So close!

Huang Xing bent his waist to look at the child who was sleeping calmly, and Fu Zhenxin came over. She pulled on Huang Xing's arm, and praised him, "This young lady is smart, it has resolved a serious crisis."

Huang Xing said, who could he blame! These are all hidden dangers left behind by you!

Fu Zhenxin said as she pouted. Forget it, hehe, I'll consider it as a souvenir for you, you have to keep it safe, this is what I'm wearing.

Huang Xing laughed and said, I will throw the trash can away in a while.

Fu Zhenxin threatened. You dare!

The two of them whispered to each other in the bedroom for a while before returning to the living room.

Fu Jie ordered Fu Zhenxin to open the bedroom door wide, observing the baby's movements. Then he sat them down and began to read again. Fu Jie talked about the development of the company and the progress of the concept mobile phone. Although it was a common story, Huang Xing listened to it with relish. He felt that there was a certain magnetism in Fu Jie's voice that made it very comfortable to hear. But Fu Zhenxin listened and became impatient, and started yawning.

But in fact, the child showed no sign of waking up until after eleven o'clock in the evening. Fu Jie could not bear to carry him back to his own room. Worried that he might catch a cold, he decided to switch rooms with Huang Xing for the time being. He handed over the key to the opposite door.

Actually, Huang Xing was also a little sleepy. He picked up Fu Jie's key and directly went to the house next door where Fu Jie lived.

Opening the door, it was filled with a kind of fragrance similar to what Fu Jie had. This kind of indifferent and elegant atmosphere actually weakened Huang Xing's sleepiness, and made him feel refreshed all of a sudden.

Maybe it was out of curiosity, but since Fu Jie wasn't around, Huang Xing went around the rooms, trying his best to feel every breath that Fu Jie left in this house. Fu Jie's bedroom was different from Fu Zhenxin's bedroom. The decorations were very light and elegant, but very fresh. Huang Xing laid in the bedroom with his clothes on and turned on the lamp. Under the faint light, his mind was filled with thoughts. He closed his eyes for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. He got down from his bed again and looked over Fu Jie's closet and shoe cabinet for some reason. He didn't know what had happened to him that caused him to be so interested in something that Fu Jie had used before. The fragrance coming from it was enough to make one fall in love.