The beginning of December in the city was colder than in previous years.
Rong Li lay on the sofa with a poker face, listening to the cursing of her mother-in-law, Wang Shuqin downstairs.
Rong Yan, you can't give birth to a child? Why aren't you cooking? Do you want to starve me and Xiaolin to death?
During the six years she had been married to Fu Jingting, her mother-in-law had secretly called her a bad hen.
But who knew that her husband had never touched her from the very beginning?
"Come down and help me tidy up my bag. I have to go to school!" A young man immediately urged.
Fu Jingli was Fu Jingting's younger brother. He was like a little devil in this world. Back then, he had caused a lot of trouble for Rong Yong.
In his opinion, it was easier for his brother to marry his sister-in-law than dough.
Rong Li went downstairs and went into the kitchen mechanically. She cooked and tidied up the lunch box for her brother-in-law.
"Mom, the meal is ready!"
Wang Shuqin was furious when she saw Rong Li's dead look. She put the cup on the table and said, "How dare you, Rong Li? You spent my son's money and lived in my son's house. How dare you be so rude to me? Believe it or not, I'll call Jingting immediately and ask him to divorce you!"
Rong Luan shook the plate in her hand and took a deep breath. She forced a smile and said, "Mom, I didn't."
Wang Shuqin didn't believe it. She said in a strange tone, "Rongrong, don't think that you can sit firmly in Mrs. Fu's position with the support of the old lady. You are nothing in front of Manyin!"
Rong Li's face turned pale when she heard the woman's name.
Fu Yulin rolled his eyes and obviously saw something. He grinned and said, "You don't know yet, do you? Sister Manyin is about to be discharged from the hospital. My brother wants to take her back and live with us."
Rong Li's eyelids twitched and the hand that was placed on the plate trembled.
Wang Shuqin didn't notice the woman's pretending grievance. She snorted and waved her hand impatiently. "Don't stand in front of me! It affects my appetite. Get out of here!"
Rong Yan didn't stop. She turned around, went upstairs, and lay back on the sofa.
Around evening, a Maybach stopped at the door.
Rong Ming suddenly got up from the sofa and ran to the balcony to take a look.
A slender man in a suit got out of the car. He was handsome and had an outstanding temperament. He was even more beautiful than a big star on TV.
The man seemed to have noticed that someone was looking at him. He raised his head and exchanged glances with Rong Yong.
His eyes were cold and ruthless.
Rong Li was used to this kind of gaze and the corners of her mouth twitched without a trace of a smile.
After Fu Jingyuan entered the room, Rong Yang put a bath water for him as usual. "Honey, Grandma has been in the Buddhist temple for almost a month. In the afternoon, she called back and said that she wanted to ask for your help..."
"I have something to tell you." Fu Jingting stopped her, who was busy.
Rong Ming turned around.
Fu Jingyuan had been staring at her with his dark eyes. There was indifference, distance, but no warmth.
With his thin lips moving, Fu Jingting said in a deep voice, "Gu Manyin is coming back. You can move out tomorrow."
Rong Li's heart sank.
Sure enough, Fu Jingli was right.
"What if I don't?" Her voice was very soft, like a puff of smoke.
Fu share frowned.
It was the first time that the woman in front of him, who had always been obedient, had disobeyed him.
He said in a cold voice, "Don't forget how you married me six years ago."
How could Rong Tian forget about it?
When Gu Manyin had gotten into a car accident, it was she who had called 120. It was also she who had lost Gu Manyin's panda blood. Fu Jingyuan thanked her and promised her a request.
Rong Zhen had only said that she wanted to marry him.
That was the thought that had taken root in her heart the first time she saw Fu share it with him in high school.
