Chapter 679
She hadn’t told him that Rong Yuan also knew about the fact that she wasn’t her parents’ biological daughter.
Otherwise, given the importance he attached to her, he would have gone to investigate how exactly Rong Yuan knew.
And this was something that she could do on her own, and did not want to rely on him for everything.
Otherwise, she would look too useless.
Fu Jingting didn’t notice that Rong Shu was still hiding something, so he rubbed his head against her shoulder and asked, “So you agree?”
“Yes.” Rongshu nodded, “Anyway, with the chip you gave me, I’m not afraid that Rong Yuan will run away, and besides, she won’t.”
“That’s fine, it’s getting late, get some rest.” Fu Jingting glanced at the clock on the wall.
It was almost ten o’clock at this moment.
Rongshu yawned, “Good, I’m really sleepy too.”
She hadn’t rested all night last night when she knitted his scarf, and she had been tossed around by him during the day in order to take care of him, so she was already exhausted.
Now all she wanted to do was lie down and have a good night’s sleep.
“I’ll take you to your room.” Fu Jingting took Rong Shu’s hand.
Rongshu looked down and had no intention of breaking her hand free.
They were together now, so holding hands naturally became the right thing to do.
She followed Fu Jingting to the door of a room.
Rongshu’s expression suddenly became subtle.
She stopped in her tracks and did not walk.
Fu Jingting naturally followed suit and stopped, turning his head to look at her, “What’s wrong?”
“This is your room.” Rongshu lifted her chin towards the door of the room in front of her.
Fu Jingting nodded his head, “I know.”
Rongshu’s eyes widened, “Fu Jingting, you’re not going to let me sleep in your room, are you?”
“Not willing?” Fu Jingting looked at her.
Rongshu was instantly silent.
Sure enough, it was really what she had thought.
Just now, he said he was going to make the bed, and then headed for his own room.
At that time, she hadn’t thought much about it, thinking that he had gone into his own room, probably to hold the quilt or something.
After all, the other rooms were empty and probably didn’t have any quilts.
It turned out that she had thought too much, he had no intention of arranging a room for her at all, he just wanted her to sleep in his room.
Thinking about Fu Jingting’s previous behaviour of sneaking in and out of bed in the middle of the night at his own place, it didn’t seem so surprising when looking at his actions now.
The fact is that there is still something he can’t do in order to sleep with her.
He might even be able to climb into bed later.
Thinking of this, Rong Shu held her forehead and laughed a little, “No, that’s all.”
The words fell, she took hold of the door handle and gently twisted it.
The door opened and she took the lead and walked in.
Seeing that Rong Shu was willing to sleep with him, Fu Jingting’s eyes visibly lit up, then his pace flew towards the room to follow.
Just now, he was quite worried that she would refuse.
But now that he saw that she did not refuse, he was finally relieved.
When Rongshu walked into Fu Jingting’s room and looked at Fu Jingting’s large bed that could lie for several people, she couldn’t help but blush.
Although she and Fu Jingting were not going to have that kind of thing now, she couldn’t help but think about it in her mind.
Especially since his bed was so big, it looked like it would be easy to get carried away.
Rongshu rubbed her temples.
It seemed that she had been influenced by Fu Jingting, an old pervert who was always thinking of having sex with her, otherwise why would she have thought about it when she saw the bed?
Don’t think about it, don’t think about it anymore.
Rongshu gently tapped her forehead and took a deep breath to calm herself down.
Seeing this action, Fu Jingting hurriedly took her hand off her head and looked at her with a serious expression, “What’s wrong? Is it a headache?”
“No.” Rongshu shook her head.
She forced out a smile, “It’s just something subtle that came to mind.”
“Subtle things?” Fu Jingting obviously didn’t understand what she meant.
Rongshu waved her hand, “It’s nothing, go to sleep, I’m so tired.”
With that, she yawned again.
Fu Jingting looked at the exhaustion on her face, and the bruises and blackness on her sleeping silkworms, a trace of heartache flashed across his eyes, gently stroking her hair, his voice becoming gentle, “Good, go to sleep.”
Rongshu gave a muffled cry, lifted the quilt and lay down on it.
Fu Jingting then went around the end of the bed and lay down on the other half of the bed, then stretched out his arm and took her into his arms, moving in an incomparably natural way, as if they had been sleeping like this for a long time, as if they had really been husband and wife for many years.
Rongshu felt the man’s hand on her waist under the covers, and the corners of her mouth twitched twice.
He was really coming on to himself, not even asking for her consent before he just snuggled up.
It showed that he didn’t have the coy nervousness of a budding boyfriend at all.
He was really cheeky.
Shaking her head helplessly, Rongshu didn’t take the man’s hand away either and let him be.
She was so sleepy now that her eyelids started to get heavy and kept pressing down as soon as she laid down on the bed.
In short, all she wanted to do now was sleep and nothing else.
Soon, Rongshu could no longer stay awake and fell asleep.
She was so tired that her breathing sounded louder than usual as she fell asleep.
Fu Jingting had only recently woken up and was not sleepy at the moment, so he turned on his side and propped his head up, staring at her sleeping face.
Even if she didn’t move, no matter how he looked at her, her face wouldn’t change, but he just couldn’t get tired of looking at it and never looked away.
I don’t know how long it took, so long that Rongshu turned over, and only then did he turn off the light, leaving only a small, dim light, and lay down to close his eyes.
The next day, Fu Jingting was awakened by the ringing of his mobile phone.
He opened his eyes and first looked at the woman in his arms.
The woman’s eyes were still closed and she was still sleeping soundly, not at all affected by the ringing of the mobile phone.
But he was still worried that the ringing phone had woken her up, so he gently got up and took the phone from the bed.
It was Rong Shu’s phone ringing, and the three big words, Secretary Tong, were flashing continuously on the screen.
With a swipe of his thumb, Fu Jingting answered the call and purposely lowered his voice to speak, “Speak.”
Hearing his voice, the secretary at the other end of the phone first froze, then hurriedly brought the phone to the front and looked at it, seeing that it was indeed Rong Shu’s number and that he had not made a wrong call, before putting the phone to his ear again and cautiously asking, “Is this …… Mr. Fu?”
Fu Jingting gave a hint.
Secretary Tong breathed a sigh of relief.
It was really Mr. Fu.
She had just thought it was some other man, which had startled her.
But why was Mr. Fu answering the phone on the chairman’s mobile phone?
It was still this early in the morning.
Could it be that the two of them ……
Realizing that the two might have spent the night together last night, there was no more doubt in Secretary Tong’s mind at once.
She pushed the black-framed gla*ses on the bridge of her nose and politely asked, “Mr. Fu, please, is the chairman in?”
“She’s not awake yet.” Fu Jingting held up his phone with one hand, gently playing with a strand of Rong Shu’s hair with the other, his voice clear and cold as he returned.
Secretary Tong raised his eyebrows.
Still not awake?
She looked at the clock on her office wall, it was already almost ten o’clock, and her heart cried out in shock.
God, the chairman was still awake at this hour, so it was obvious how much the chairman and Mr. Fu had played last night.
Both too tired to wake up.
Fu Jingting didn’t know what Secretary Tong had misunderstood, he said indifferently “If you have anything to do, you can tell me first, I’ll convey it to her later, if it’s not urgent, when she wakes up, I’ll ask her to call you back and you can say it again.”
“That’s fine, then please, Mr. Fu, you can wait for the chairman to wake up and have him call me back, it’s not anything important, so there’s no rush.” Secretary Tong politely returned.
Fu Jingting nodded slightly, “Got it.”
He hung up the phone and put it back on the bedside table, ready to pick up his own phone and give Zhang Cheng a contact.
Just then, two beautiful hands burrowed out from under the covers and suddenly hugged his arms, “What time is it?”
Chapter 680
Her voice was husky and soft, with a strong drowsiness, plus her eyes were not yet open, so she was obviously not fully awake.
Not yet fully awake, yet able to ask him what time it was, it was evident that she had been aware all along that she herself was sleeping next to him.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be calm now and would have popped up and sat up and questioned why he was here.
“It’s ten o’clock.” Fu Jingting replied as he glanced at his watch.
Rongshu’s eyes snapped open, “What? It’s ten o’clock?”
Her voice drew up, obviously, startled by the time.
Fu Jingting nodded his head slightly, “It’s ten o’clock.”
Rongshu hurriedly sat up, “I’m late, I have a meeting this morning.”
She scratched her hair that had been messed up and was about to lift the blanket and get out of bed.
Fu Jingting suddenly hooked her waist from behind, pulling her back into his arms.
Rongshu was anxious to break the man’s arm, “Fu Jingting, what are you doing, let go of me, I want to go wash up.”
“Don’t be in a hurry.” Fu Jingting laughed lightly, “Just now your secretary called over, it should be to ask why you haven’t gone over at this time, but after she learned that you were here with me, she hung up the phone and didn’t ask me to urge you to hurry up and go to Tiansheng, I think your meeting today is not very important, so don’t be in such a hurry to go over, it’s not too late to go after breakfast.”
“But ……” Rong Shu knew that her meeting today was, in fact, not a particularly urgent kind, but she was a person who didn’t quite like to let go of pigeons.
Fu Jingting looked at Rong Shu’s tightly furrowed eyebrows, he knew what she was thinking, reached out and nudged her brow, smoothing out her tightly furrowed brow, “I know what you mean, sometimes being late and letting go is not a bad thing, on the contrary, it can also increase one’s deterrent power in the group, because you are the chairman, so you have the right to be late. ”
Hearing him say this, Rong Shu gradually calmed down, and the anxiety in her heart, slowly dissipated.
She nodded, “Since you said so, then I’ll be capricious this time.”
First of all, let’s not say that as the president and chairman of the Fu Group, it was impossible that he would deliberately lie to her.
Let’s say that she herself knew very well that being late this time would indeed not cause any damage to the group either.
So now that she was already late, she would simply go on being late.
“But even if I’m not in a hurry to go to Tiansheng, I should still get up, aren’t you hungry?” Rongshu turned her head and asked the man holding her behind her.
The man had his head down and was playing with the hand she had placed in his.
Her hand was small and soft, very playful, the kind that one could not help but love.
“Okay, get up then.” Fu Jingting finished and let go of Rongshu’s hand.
Rongshu felt the fond look on his face when he let go of her hand, and couldn’t help but laugh.
Her hand, was it that funny?
Rongshu flipped her hand back and forth and looked at it, but there wasn’t an extra finger or anything, so she didn’t understand what was so funny about it that made him want it so much.
Without giving it much thought, Rongshu lifted the covers off the bed and headed for Fu Jingting’s bathroom.
Fu Jingting followed behind her, wanting to wash up with her.
They had almost washed up together last night, so Rongshu did not kick him out and acquiesced to his behaviour.
In saying that, this was his place and she was a guest.
As a guest, one could still chase away the host?
After washing up, Fu Jingting went to his own cloakroom to change his clothes.
Rongshu also went to the balcony to collect her own clothes.
Her clothes had been dried before she hung them out to dry, so she didn’t have to worry about them not drying at all.
When Fu Jingting finished changing and came out of the room, Rong Yuan had also changed and was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a small mirror to trace her eyebrows.
“What do you want to eat for breakfast later?” Rongshu asked as she traced her eyebrows and looked at the man with the rest of her eyes.
The man walked towards her and his eyes fell on her clothes, “How about going out to eat later?”
Rongshu put down the mirror in her hand, “That’s fine.”
“Then let’s go to the Imperial Cuisine Hall, you like the seafood crystal dumplings there.” Fu Jingting said as he straightened his tie.
The clothes she was wearing were still yesterday’s.
He had just said that he would ask Zhang Cheng to send her a new set of clothes, but she had refused, saying that she didn’t know how long she would have to wait, so she would just settle for it.
But now, he suddenly felt that he could prepare some of them at his place, her clothes.
The thought that his cloakroom would be laced with Rong Shu’s clothes made Fu Jingting’s heart fire with anticipation and heat.
The knot in his throat twitched, and seeing that Rong Shu was already organising her bag, his voice was a little hoarse as he spoke, “Let’s go.”
“What’s wrong with your voice?” Rongshu put her bag across her shoulders and looked at him with concern, “Is it because your voice hasn’t recovered from yesterday’s drinking?”
But that wasn’t right, he was fine when he woke up.
Rongshu tilted her head slightly, her face full of confusion.
Fu Jingting lowered his eyes, “No, it’s just because of some thirst.”
He was not going to tell her that he had just imagined that their clothes would be put together later and that it had caused too much excitement.
Otherwise, she should laugh at him.
When Rongshu heard that Fu Jingting was thirsty, she didn’t suspect him of lying.
After all, when he got up in the morning, he really hadn’t drunk any water.
Rongshu bent down, poured a cup of water and handed it over to Fu Jingting, “Drink a little to moisten your sore throat before you go.”
Fu Jingting gave a hint and took a sip from the cup.
If you don’t drink it, doesn’t that mean you’re not thirsty and you were lying just now?
After finishing the water, the two walked side by side towards the door.
Just as they reached the door, the doorbell rang.
Fu Jingting opened it visibly and the person standing outside the door was a*sistant Zhang.
He kept pacing with his hands clasped together, taking deep breaths every now and then, with a very nervous and worried look on his face.
Seeing this, Rongshu raised her eyebrows, “a*sistant Zhang is here to confess his mistake to you, right?”
“Admit your mistake?” Fu Jingting was about to open his mouth, but when he heard her words, he paused instead.
Rong Shu ruffled the hair around her ears, “Well, there’s one thing that I forgot to tell you, after you got drunk yesterday, a*sistant Zhang was also here, when grandmother called and asked how you were doing, a*sistant Zhang didn’t know what he said to grandmother and she fainted.”
“Grandmother pa*sed out?” Fu Jingting’s pupils shrank and his face suddenly turned ugly and tense.
I had planned to tell you about this after you had sobered up, but I had forgotten all about it because I had been taking care of you, and it was only now that I saw a*sistant Zhang’s anxious look that I remembered. I only remembered when I saw a*sistant Zhang’s jittery look.”
Hearing her words, Fu Jingting’s lifted heart finally reluctantly fell back into place.
It was good that grandma was okay, otherwise ……
A trace of gloom flashed under Fu Jingting’s eyes before he gripped the door handle and opened the door with force.
The a*sistant Zhang outside the door saw the door open and immediately straightened his back and stood straight and straight, “Mr. Fu!”
Fu Jingting’s eyes were cold as he looked at him, not responding.
When a*sistant Zhang saw such a Fu Jingting, he let out a bitter smile in his heart.
It seemed that Mr. Fu already knew that the old lady had been stunned by him.
It did not surprise a*sistant Zhang that Fu Jingting would know, even if Miss Rong did not say anything, he himself would have taken the initiative to ask for forgiveness.
No, he had come all the way over here to ask forgiveness.
Thinking, a*sistant Zhang took a breath, then bowed a ninety degree bow towards Fu Jingting, “I’m sorry Mr. Fu …… about Old Lady, it’s my fault, please reprimand me.”