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Chapter 39 Taking care of you is what I should do.
Although she was also returning from the banquet, Ruan Jingyi didn't fall asleep so easily.
She put on a face mask, leaned back in the recliner, and her melancholy gradually spread throughout the space.
Sheng Yang has changed. Compared to his previous businesslike attitude, he is now much colder towards her.
Those people are all cunning and manipulative in the workplace; they know how to read people's expressions and act accordingly.
Without Sheng Yang by her side, a bunch of bastards, each one of them intentionally or unintentionally touching her body and taking advantage of her.
Unfortunately, the other party was a business partner, so she had to greet them with a smile.
She ended up soaking in the bathtub for over an hour before she felt a little better.
I flipped through today's photos at random, and not a single one was usable.
Under the silent night sky, Ruan Jingyi's eyes suddenly lit up.
She smugly cropped the photo, "An Xiaoyue, hmph~ just a student."
“As long as An Xiaoyue isn’t around, Brother Sheng Yang will treat her the same as before, maintaining clients with her and raising a glass together.”
After editing the photos, Ruan Jingyi posted the group photo taken today on her WeChat Moments.
Caption: Big shots everywhere, another fruitful day. Goodnight.
In the morning, Fu Wantang ate breakfast while looking at her phone.
I happened to see Ruan Jingyi's WeChat Moments post: "Look how amazing Jingyi is."
She placed the phone in front of Jiang Mianzhi, saying, "These are all well-known figures in Beijing. Now Jingyi can talk to them too. She should learn from them."
Jiang Mianzhi glanced at them symbolically; apart from Fu Shengyang in the middle, he didn't recognize any of them.
He patted Fu Wantang's hand and said, "I trust you to teach the children, but you can't spoil them too much. They have to learn to be self-reliant, and what's in their own minds is truly their own."
Jiang Mianzhi thanked Fu Wanyi for her contributions to the family, because she took full care of the children, allowing him to work outside without worry.
“I remember everything you said. You said that we have to work hard ourselves, which is why I sent Jingyi to Changfeng to train from the grassroots level. Otherwise, with her abilities, she could easily become a department leader.”
As they were talking, Ruan Jingyi came downstairs looking beautiful.
"Good morning, Uncle and Aunt."
Today, she wore a pink Chanel-style suit with a string of lustrous pearls around her neck, exuding elegance and grace while also revealing a touch of feminine charm.
As a woman herself, Fu Wantang knew all too well what she was up to.
Her eyes were filled with amazement as she exclaimed, "Wow, our Jingyi is so beautiful!"
Jiang Mianzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Today is New Year's Day, it's a family meal, isn't this a bit too heavy-handed?"
He is a detail-oriented person, and he is very particular about what clothes to wear for what occasion.
Ruan Jingyi was raised by Fu Wantang from a young age and was very well-mannered. She showed none of the discomfort and awkwardness she had when she first arrived in Beijing.
Now that she's started working, her uncle often offers advice on the details that need to be given.
Fu Wantang took his hand and said coquettishly, "Why do you care what young people wear? If you're not dressing up nicely at this age, when are you?"
"Alright, it's because I don't know how to appreciate things again." Jiang Mianzhi laughed. He always indulged Fu Wantang. "Let's have breakfast first."
"Okay, uncle."
Ruan Jingyi knew very well that her uncle, though seemingly gentle and easy to talk to, was terrifying when he got angry.
She certainly wouldn't dare disobey her uncle, but with her aunt around, her uncle wouldn't restrain her.
Jiang Mianzhi didn't see his son. "Where's Jiang Kai?"
"Let him sleep for a while. He finally got to relax last night," Fu Wantang defended. "We'll wake him up when we're about to leave. Boys don't need to dress up much."
Today is New Year's Day, and An Xiaoyue can't skip her morning prenatal fitness class.
After more than a month of practice, her body is not so stiff anymore, and her facial expressions are not as ferocious as they were at the beginning when she makes movements.
"Very good, keep it up..." the beautiful teacher gently encouraged her.
An Xiaoyue stared at her back in the full-length mirror, gritting her teeth and maintaining a steady exertion.
How could Fu Shengyang run on a treadmill for an hour straight without even opening his mouth to breathe?
His wet clothes clung to his body, revealing his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and bulging back with each step.
His long legs ran tirelessly on the treadmill, as if he had inexhaustible energy.
"Alright, young mistress, let's move on to the next step."
An Xiaoyue followed the command to pull her feet back, her gaze inadvertently falling on her left big toe, whose toenail was neatly trimmed.
Fu Shengyang cut her hair last night when he came back from a business dinner, using the light of a small desk lamp.
The scene flashed through her mind like a movie; the atmosphere was far too ambiguous, and her face grew slightly hot.
If it weren't for his repeated insistence that their marriage was a marriage of convenience and that he was only doing it for the child's sake, she would have really thought that Fu Shengyang liked her.
The beautiful coach noticed that her cheeks were flushed and assumed that she was tired from training today. "Young Madam, let's finish this set."
"Okay," An Xiaoyue replied guiltily, and continued the lesson.
Fu Shengyang turned off the treadmill and glanced at her as he left, his gaze unfathomable.
An Xiaoyue straightened her back and stretched as much as possible, like a model student showing off her award certificate.
When she finished going upstairs, Fu Shengyang had already taken a shower and changed into casual clothes.
He wore a white crew-neck undershirt and a loose, comfortable jacket, and even the back of his head exuded a refined and noble air.
She leaned lazily against the sofa, scrolling through her phone, the coffee on the small table steaming, her long neck slender.
Fu Shengyang was on the phone. Hearing the noise, he glanced at her indifferently and then went back to his business.
When she came out after showering, Fu Shengyang patted the sofa next to him and said, "Come here."
When he lifted her foot and placed it on his lap, An Xiaoyue's face suddenly flushed.
She could even clearly feel the hard muscles in his thighs.
Her delicate feet were held in Fu Shengyang's warm hands, making her heart flutter with a ticklish sensation.
The cool iodine spray was applied to her feet, and Fu Shengyang's meticulous manner made her seem like a precious treasure.
Fu Shengyang looked up and saw that her face was extremely red, and her earlobes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.
He belatedly realized what was happening, awkwardly turned his face away, and began packing his medicine box.
"Thank you, Mr. Fu."
"Taking care of you is what I should do."
Fu Shengyang's words came out casually, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous, leaving both of them feeling awkward.
An Xiaoyue ate some fruit and nuts before heading to Songtao Garden, one after the other.
When they arrived, the living room was already occupied, with people drinking tea and chatting.
"Aunt, uncle."
In front of his grandfather, Fu Shengyang still made sure to maintain basic manners.
An Xiaoyue's gaze fell on the two of them, and she also called out to them.
"Hello," Jiang Mianzhi replied simply, as an elder.
On the contrary, Jiang Kai, sitting next to him, had his hands flat on the sofa and one leg crossed over the other, sitting with no manners whatsoever.
He slapped Jiang Kai's leg and said, "Call someone."
"Cousin, hello cousin and sister-in-law."
An Xiaoyue smiled and nodded. Now she finally knew who was wearing those fancy clothes.
An Xiaoyue looked at Ruan Jingyi's longing eyes and Fu Wantang's malicious smile.
She didn't want to stay here; dealing with these people was exhausting.
"Grandpa, I'm going to the kitchen to get a drink." She made up an excuse to slip away, since she couldn't drink tea anyway.
Ruan Jingyi watched the disappearing figure, her gaze falling once again on Fu Shengyang.
The two of them have actually started wearing matching outfits.
She got up reluctantly. "Grandpa Fu, I'm also a little thirsty. I'll go check on Xiaoyue."