The anger that Fu Rong had just felt was instantly calmed down. He was not stupid that he could not see through the green tea tactics. After all, he had seen all kinds of women at his age.
Especially for a man of his status, how many women want to throw themselves at him. There are so many green tea girls these days. Fu Rong has more experience, so he naturally learned how to identify a bitch.
But the woman in front of him at this moment was so adorable, her eyes and behavior were so aggrieved and attractive, it was difficult for him to use rational thinking to judge whether there was anything wrong with what she said.
Fu Rong's voice was obviously not as loud as before, and his emotions were also less. "I don't blame you."
"But you're unhappy because of me." Jiang Mu still felt very aggrieved, and there was a hint of fragility in her innocent eyes. "Aren't you always dissatisfied with me?"
Fu Rong felt that the topic seemed to jump a little too quickly, "Why do you say that suddenly?"
Jiang Mu looked at him seriously, "Because we have been together for so long, I feel that we are not like boyfriend and girlfriend at all. Sometimes I wonder if you care about me or not, do you love me?"
Fu Rong was stumped by Jiang Mu's question.
The two have been getting along like this all these years, but Jiang Mu has never asked him whether he loves her or not.
Fu Rong was very surprised when this question was asked.
He looked at Jiang Mu and didn't speak for a long time.
Jiang Mu smiled bitterly, "I knew it."
She stood up, turned around and left the dining area. She was petite and thin, and looked very fragile from behind. Her shoulders were shaking slightly, as if she was crying.
Fu Rong's expression was cold and he had a strange feeling in his heart.
Jiang Mu couldn't stop laughing. The way old man Fu was choked by the mustard just now was so damn funny. If only she could take a picture of it with her cell phone and use it as a screensaver, she would be happy just looking at it.
What a pity.
She guess Old Man Fu is still struggling with how to answer at this time.
Jiang Mu returned to the bedroom with a smile, leaving Fu Rong alone downstairs.
He probably didn't know what to say to her for a while.
There is a wall in the bedroom that has been newly modified. There is a large mirror on the wall and a handrail next to it, which is specially used for Jiang Mu to practice.
While stretching her legs, she took out her cell phone to check her schedule for the next month.
The dance troupe has been performing a lot recently, because it has just officially resumed performances. The original dance drama that they rehearsed for a year last year is finally going to start a national tour, so there are two tours almost every month, and they also have to go to other places.
Although Jiang Mu is not the principal dancer, she is also a key performer in the troupe. Plus, the principal dancer of this dance has some temporary problems and cannot dance next month, and the troupe leader has not yet decided on someone to replace her. Jiang Mu plans to try her best.
In the original plot, the original owner did not fight for it and ended up missing many opportunities. You have to know that whether or not one can take the principal position requires a lot of considerations in the group.
If you don't seize the opportunity in front of you, what's the point of talking about the future?
Jiang Mu thought about it for a long time and felt that this matter was more important than Fu Rong.
After all, when comparing career to men, of course you should focus on your career first and then talk about men. With your career in your hands, you can do whatever you want with men.
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When Fu Rong went upstairs to find Jiang Mu, Jiang Mu was still practicing. She did several waist-shaking and waist-bending movements with an elegant and graceful posture.
Fu Rong stood at the door and watched for a while without disturbing her.
Before, Fu Rong did not support Jiang Mu joining the dance troupe. Life in the dance troupe was actually very busy. In his eyes, Jiang Mu only needed to stay at home or find a simple and easy job.
But Jiang Mu insisted on going, and he had no choice. Later, when he saw Jiang Mu dancing, he gradually stopped caring about her.
Jiang Mu stopped immediately after she noticed Fu Rong.
She stood with her back to Fu Rong, standing straight, graceful and eye-catching.
The temperament of girls who dance ballet is always a little different from that of others.
Jiang Mu's temperament is even more outstanding.
Fu Rong had also seen photos of Jiang Mu performing. She looked so cold and arrogant, but she was like a little girl in front of him.
Fu Rong has always been very satisfied with this.
"Are you mad at me?"
This was the first time Jiang Mu lost her temper in front of Fu Rong.
Fu Rong found it somewhat fresh.
Jiang Mu shook her head: "I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself."
Fu Rong: "Why are you so angry?"
Jiang Mu didn't say anything.
Fu Rong walked up to her and reached out to hug her, but was pushed away.
Fu Rong was stunned.
Jiang Mu said: "I am angry at myself for not living up to my expectations and always making you dissatisfied. It seems like you don't like anything I do."
Fu Rong: "Why do you suddenly say that?"
Jiang Mu: "Isn't it?"
Fu Rong: "No."
Jiang Mu pursed her lips, with a proud stubbornness in her eyes, but the more she did this, the more Fu Rong felt that she was fragile and needed love.
Fu Rong knew in his heart that he was not good to Jiang Mu. He had given Jiang Mu very little over the years, but Jiang Mu was easily moved, as if she would remember it for the rest of her life as long as he gave her a little bit of warmth.
He couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted and reached out to hug Jiang Mu.
"You didn't do anything wrong, it's my problem."
This was the first time Fu Rong said such words to Jiang Mu.
Take responsibility for your own actions.
Jiang Mu threw herself into his arms and sobbed hypocritically, but Fu Rong hugged her even tighter.
"Will we always be together?" Jiang Mu asked in a low voice.
Fu Rong was silent for a few seconds, "Yes, we will."
Jiang Mu nodded obediently, and then as if her mood suddenly improved, she said to Fu Rong: "Do you want to take a shower first? You are so tired today. Take a shower and rest early."
Fu Rong had exactly this intention, so Jiang Mu went to prepare the bath water for Fu Rong, and Fu Rong changed his clothes outside the door.
Jiang Mu has always been the one who prepared Fu Rong's bath water. He likes to take a bath to relax and has requirements for the water temperature. When he takes a bath, he will also put incense in the bathroom.
Fu Rong has always lived a very refined life and uses the best skin care products, otherwise he wouldn't have maintained such good looks.
Jiang Mu doesn't have as many skin care products as he does.
Jiang Mu filled the bathtub with water, deliberately filling it with cold water.
She put it there without calling Fu Rong. When Fu Rong came in, he saw that the water was ready. He stepped in as usual. The water was so cold that he shivered.
His movements were so big that water splashed. Jiang Mu walked in with clear and confused eyes, and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"
Fu Rong frowned, thinking about what happened just now, and said, "Nothing, you go out, I'm going to take a shower."
Jiang Mu smiled very sweetly, "Then I'll wait for you outside."
Fu Rong: "Yeah."
When Jiang Mu went out, she took the opportunity when Fu Rong lowered his head to refill the bath tub and took out his cell phone wrapped in a towel.
Fu Rong takes at least half an hour to take a bath. That is his time to relax and enjoy himself. He will not look at his mobile phone.
After Jiang Mu took out his cell phone, she sat on a chair outside the bathroom.
She first turned his phone to silent mode to prevent Fu Rong from hearing any sudden calls.
The original owner had always known the unlocking password of Fu Rong's phone, but she had never looked at his phone, and Fu Rong was not on guard against her. After all, they had been together for so many years and knew each other well, so it was impossible for the original owner to betray him.
Jiang Mu was not polite. She unlocked the phone and directly opened the address book. She first found the number of Fu Rong's son and took out her mobile phone to take a picture of it.
Then he opened Fu Rong's WeChat and soon found his son's WeChat.
But what's strange is that there is nothing in his son's circle of friends, probably because he blocked Fu Rong.
And the two of them never seem to chat.
The only conversation was a few months ago, because Fu Rong's brother was sick and asked Fu Rong's son to contact him.
It seems that the relationship between father and son is not good.
Jiang Mu also took a picture of the WeChat ID, and then she saw the note name Fu Rong gave her.
It's very simple, just the abbreviation jm.
Jiang Mu rolled her eyes.
Just then, Fu Rong received a new message on WeChat. The sender should be a girl. Judging from her profile picture, she was quite pretty.
When Jiang Mu saw the name, he immediately thought of someone - Meng Yingran.
There has never been a third party between the original owner and Fu Rong. In addition to Fu Rong's infatuation with his first love Bai Yueguang, another reason is that he is picky, narcissistic, and cold.
Even if a woman who looked more like his first love than the original owner appeared, he never considered replacing the original owner. It might be because it was too troublesome, or it might be because he was not satisfied with other aspects of the other party. He also hid the original owner very well. Except for Secretary Wang, almost no one around him knew of the original owner's existence.
But later, somehow, a woman found the original owner.
This woman is the sister of Fu Rong's good brother. She has liked Fu Rong since she was a child. Taking advantage of the good relationship between her brother and Fu Rong, she was able to see Fu Rong often. Later, she learned about the original owner through her brother.
Not only did she find the original owner herself, she also told Fu Rong's son.
Indirectly let the original owner know that she is just a substitute.
This led to a series of events that followed.
To be honest, we can't blame the woman entirely. After all, the original owner would sooner or later find out that she was a substitute. However, it is hard to say what Meng Yingran's purpose was in doing this.
Jiang Mu opened Meng Yingran's chat box.
Meng Yingran sends messages to Fu Rong almost every day.
Sometimes she would share interesting things in her life, or even send a good song she heard to Fu Rong.
Moreover, she was obviously well aware of Fu Rong's movements. She even knew that he had just returned today and asked Fu Rong if he had rested and had eaten dinner.
Jiang Mu raised her eyebrows, set the message back to an unread reminder, then closed and exited all the software that had been opened, and turned the volume back on.
She took the phone into the bathroom and put it back quietly.
Fu Rong had his eyes closed and didn't open them when he heard her come in.
Jiang Mu said, "You didn't eat anything just now, how about I cook you a bowl of noodles?"
Fu Rong shook his head, "No need."
"Okay, I forgot to tell you that I called Secretary Wang today." Jiang Mu said.
"What's up?"
"I told him to find a nanny to come home. I've been very busy lately. There's a lot going on in the dance troupe. We're going on tour this month and next. It's hard to buy food in the refrigerator when I'm not home, and there's no one to clean the house. It's inconvenient when you come back, so it's better to find an nanny. You see, this is the case today. There's no food at home."
Fu Rong frowned and looked at her.
Jiang Mu said, "I know you don't like it, but I'm doing this for your own good. If you come back with nothing to eat and the house is full of dust, that would be terrible. I'd be worried."
Fu Rong: "Aren't you doing fine before?"
Jiang Mu: "But things will be different in the future. I want to become the leader of the group. I will be even busier in the future. By then, I will have less time to go home, just like you."
After Jiang Mu finished speaking, Fu Rong almost stood up from the bathtub.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Fu Rong's tone was obviously dissatisfied.
Jiang Mu sighed, revealing a sad look, and whispered: "Well, I... I want to prove to you that your help to me was worth it. I also want to be the best in my field like you. I want you to be proud of me."
Fu Rong was stunned.
Jiang Mu cared so much about his feelings, which reminded him of the first time he met Jiang Mu.
She was so young, pure, and timid as she stood there looking at him.
In the blink of an eye, she has become the beautiful woman in front of him.
Fu Rong still didn't want Jiang Mu to be the principal dancer. He knew that if she did that, Jiang Mu would be even less able to coordinate his schedule.
He wanted Jiang Mu to think about it again, but Jiang Mu suddenly said, "You will support me, right? When I am good enough, you will proudly tell everyone that I am your girlfriend, right?"
Fu Rong swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
Jiang Mu took his silence as a tacit agreement, and said happily: "You are so nice, I knew you would agree.