Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

In the evening, Fu Jingsheng and Rong Yan returned to the hotel.

The man leaned on the back of the sofa and pinched his nose.

Rong Yan lay in the man's arms: "Husband, why not stop the investigation? After so many days of investigation, nothing has been found. Instead of wasting time and continuing to dwell on this matter, it is better to spend some energy on making a comeback."

For the first time, Rong Yan thought about giving up. She had a hunch that even if she continued to investigate, she wouldn't be able to find anything.

"The results are not that bad. Fu's will not go bankrupt because of this quality problem, and there is no chance of a comeback." Fu Jingsheng said in a low voice, how could such a large company collapse because of a single negative incident.

He tried his best to investigate not because he was afraid that the company would collapse, but because he didn't want his grandfather and father's hard work to be smeared in his own hands.

Fu's family has been operating with integrity for generations. It would be false to say that the company was not founded to make money, but my grandfather said that making money is not the only purpose. The prerequisite for making money is to do your job, and Fu's image is more important.

If you just admit it, everyone will think that Fu's money was obtained through opportunism, deception and abduction.

"You don't want the company's image to be damaged, right?" Rong Yan reacted, "I keep checking, not to make the stock price rise, but to live up to everyone's trust in Fu."

"Yeah." Fu Jingsheng nodded.

"Okay, I'll continue the investigation with you and ask He Wei to stop." Rong Yan came up with an idea.

"Okay, call He Wei tomorrow. Wife, luckily you are here." Fu Jingsheng hugged his wife tightly.

Rong Yan lay on the man: "Have you ever thought about divorce? Is it possible that, as grandma said, I brought disaster to the company, although I never believed this before? But now we can't find the problem, we all I’m very anxious, do you want to give it a try?”

Fu Jingsheng straightened up suddenly: "What are you talking about? You are a doctor. How can you have the same idea as grandma? There is no need to try, Rong Yan, we can't seek medical treatment in a hurry."

"I'll just say it casually, don't get excited." Rong Yan calmed her husband's mood.

But in fact, women still feel that they may have really affected the company's feng shui.

Fu Jingsheng didn't believe in the existence of that kind of thing, but she did. Otherwise, how could she explain that she suddenly panicked before her adoptive mother died, and how could she explain that she broke the cup before her child was kidnapped...

Those are all signs.

"I'm not excited. Don't listen to what grandma said. In her time, technology was not developed, and problems that humans couldn't solve were left to ghosts and gods. She is ignorant, so don't be as knowledgeable as her." Fu Jingsheng thought the old lady's words had affected his wife.

"I don't blame her." Rong Yan stood up and got a bottle of milk for Fu Jingsheng, "Let's not talk about the company first, relax."

The man's eyes instantly lit up: "How to relax?" he asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

"Let's talk about happy things, such as where to go. I'm so tired from all the work in my head. We need to relax and take a short break." Rong Yan turned her husband's face to the side, "What are you thinking about."

Fu Jingsheng deliberately approached his wife: "What you think is what I think. Having sex can relax me."

Rong Yan almost squirted out a mouthful of milk, how could she say it so nakedly.

"Although I'm physically tired, I'm mentally happy. My wife, I want to relax, okay?" He held the woman's face and asked.

Rong Yan took a breath: "Nothing can stop you from going into heat."

"A harmonious life makes people feel better. Apart from that, I don't know how to relax me." Fu Jingsheng said clearly, "If you ask me about my favorite thing, it must be being together with you."

Rong Yan's face turned red instantly: "What's wrong with you? I'm tired and my body needs to rest. Say goodbye."

She held the milk cup and was about to push it aside, but before one leg could step out, she was trapped in the man's arms.

Fu Jingsheng took the cup from her hand, put her on top of him, took a sip of milk and put it in her mouth: "If you're tired, just lie still and I'll do it."

"But it's hard for me to shout." Rong Yan said weakly.

The man was stunned. After a few seconds, he came to his senses and said, "Then don't shout."

"Fu Jingsheng, why should I discuss this topic with you?" Rong Yan's ears started to feel hot.

"It means you have thought about it, otherwise you will avoid the topic. Wife, I want to relax. The hotel today is so romantic. It would be a waste just to sleep. Look at the bed, the bathtub..." Fu Jingsheng pointed and introduced them one by one.

Rong Yan obviously ordered it casually, but she didn't expect that the atmosphere in the room would be so ambiguous, which would indeed encourage lust.

It's just after eight o'clock now. It's obviously impossible for two people to sleep honestly at this hour, so let's just give up.

The two villains in the woman's mind started fighting. One villain felt pain in the back, and the other villain felt happy.

In the end desire triumphed over reason.

When Fu Jingsheng pulled down the zipper, the woman instinctively catered to him. Unconscious reactions cannot fool anyone.

She did.

Rong Yan stroked the man's beard with her fingers, her eyes blurred and her breathing became heavy.

Fu Jingsheng lifted up the woman's skirt with his big hands and touched her smooth skin with his palms.

His eyes fell on his thighs: "It's so white."

Under the light, Rong Yan's skin seemed to be reflecting light. She was lying on her side, showing an obvious s-line, and her movements were enchanting.

Fu Jingsheng drew curves with his hands and pressed on her body from time to time.

"Wife." The man called softly, and his lips suddenly landed on the woman's chest.

He took the woman's peak in his mouth, kissed it selflessly, and sucked it from time to time.

Rong Yan shrugged her shoulders, tilted her head back, put her hands on the man's back, and grabbed a few bars.

The pleasure of kissing overshadowed the pain of being scratched on the skin, and an ambiguous sound escaped from the man's teeth.

"Husband, I want to hurry up." Within a few minutes, Rong Yan couldn't wait to think of the theme.

"It's just starting." The man obviously disagreed, "It starts in half an hour."

Rong Yan clenched her hands into fists and punched the man on the back: "Don't, it will take too long, it will be uncomfortable, hurry up, I can't stand it anymore."

Fu Jingsheng raised his eyebrows: "You have to endure it if you can't bear it. The timer starts now."

Fu Jingsheng bit his wife's earlobe: "If you want to hurry up, don't interrupt."

"Honey, please, please finish it in fifteen minutes, okay?"

"Okay." Fu Jingsheng responded first.

He picked up Rong Yan and placed her on the water bed: "It will be more comfortable this way."

The woman took a pillow and covered her face.

Fu Jingsheng kissed Rong Yan from top to bottom.

The woman straightened her toes, trying to endure it as much as possible.

After a while, Fu Jingsheng held her waist, turned her over, and suddenly combined.

Rong Yan shouted and threw away the pillow.

The moan was accompanied by a low whimper.

For several moments, Rong Yan felt that she was going to die. She put her hand on the man's abdomen: "Get out a little, please."

Fu Jingsheng slowed down.

Rong Yan's throat was dry and she coughed a few times. He quickly gave her a drink of water.

"Okay, let's continue." The woman was afraid that she would spoil Fu Jingsheng's interest.

Fu Jingsheng kissed Rong Yan's forehead and launched a second attack.