Monday.
Early in the morning.
Fang Wenping's bedroom.
It was 8 am. Dong Xuebing had slept late last night and was snoring comfortably in his bed. He was woken up by a phone call.
Ring, ring, ring.
It was his secretary, Su Yan.
Dong Xuebing glanced at his phone and put it to his ear. "Hello."
"Secretary Dong, I'm Xiao Su." Su Yan said. "Am I disturbing your rest?"
"It's fine. What time is it?" Dong Xuebing rubbed his eyes.
"It's 8 am now. Are you back from Beijing? This morning's meeting is … "Su Yan had called to ask if the leader could come to work.
Dong Xuebing nodded. "I arrived yesterday, but it was too late, so I … found a hotel in the provincial capital. How about this? Postpone the morning meeting for an hour, and I will try to rush back. If I really can't make it back, we will hold the meeting in the afternoon. You can inform everyone."
Su Yan immediately said, "Ok. I will inform them immediately."
"Is there anything going on in the County these two days?" Dong Xuebing was a little more awake.
Su Yan replied, "Nothing much. We are still consolidating the results of the cultural festival. These few days, the projects from the cultural festival had received their first funds. Some of the projects had already received their second funds. All the investment departments are following up. Everything is going smoothly."
"Ok." Dong Xuebing did not say anything else and hung up.
Dong Xuebing turned his head and looked at his side. Fang Wenping was still sleeping, and she was in a deep sleep. Regardless of whether it was the phone ringing or Dong Xuebing and Su Yan's conversation, none of them woke her up. Fang Wenping's back was facing Dong Xuebing and she was motionless. Her breathing was rhythmic and she did not notice that the towel on her shoulder had fallen off. At this moment, the belt that was used to restrain Old Fang last night was still around her neck. Her body was also covered with red handprints and scattered wounds.
"Sister Fang?"
"Old Fang?"
"Fang Wenping?"
Dong Xuebing called her a few times, but she was still not moving. He pushed her shoulder hard.
Only then did he see Fang Wenping's body move a little. She also let out a sleepy hum from her mouth. She turned over and changed into a lying position, but her eyes were still closed.
Dong Xuebing knew Fang Wenping was exhausted. If he included the time he spent with Fang Wenping in the car yesterday, he had tortured Old Fang for 4 hours today. Even a young man like Dong Xuebing would not be able to take it, let alone Fang Wenping's age and body. If Dong Xuebing did not have Reverse to support him, he would have collapsed a long time ago. But Fang Wenping did not have Dong Xuebing's special ability. She had to rely on her 50 kg weight to torture Old Fang. Fang Wenping almost fainted at the end of the night.
"Time to get up."
"… En."
"It's already five past eight. You still have to brush your teeth and wash your face. You still have to drive there. It'll be time for work when you arrive at the office. Get up quickly."
"… En."
Fang Wenping responded subconsciously, but she had no intention of opening her eyes at all, let alone getting up. She was probably still asleep. Ring, ring, ring. Fang Wenping's phone rang, but she did not answer it. She acted like she did not hear anything and did not want to move.
The line was cut.
Dong Xuebing looked at Fang Wenping's phone. There were 3 missed calls. Some of them should be from Fang Wenping in the morning, and Dong Xuebing did not hear them. Dong Xuebing had no choice but to look at the belt around Fang Wenping's neck. He grabbed the top of the belt and flicked it lightly.
Fang Wenping opened her eyes and looked at Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing let go of Fang Wenping and straightened his body to remove his belt from her neck. She needs to go to work, and he can't keep tying her up like this. After removing the belt, Dong Xuebing saw the red marks on Fang Wenping's neck. The red marks were around her neck, but it was not obvious. Dong Xuebing threw the belt to his pants and quickly walks over to touch Old Fang's neck.
"Is it painful?" Dong Xuebing asked.
Fang Wenping rubbed her face. "I'm fine."
Dong Xuebing cleared his throat. "Err … I'm sorry about what happened last night."
Fang Wenping ignored him. She stroked her hair, took her phone, and looked at the missed calls. After confirming the time, she said, "Get up."
Dong Xuebing nodded. "What do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine." Fang Wenping sat up in bed and grabbed the bathrobe that had been thrown on the ground last night. She wrapped it around herself and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.
When Dong Xuebing walked past the bed, he saw Old Fang's knees and elbows were stained with dirt. Old Fang must have crawled out of bed during the night, and his gait was a little awkward. He seemed to be limping, and Dong Xuebing could feel his legs were weak. His calves were still trembling from time to time.
"Are you alright?" Dong Xuebing was worried.
Fang Wenping walked slowly. "I'm fine."
Dong Xuebing sat up. "Do you want me to help you?"
"Go ahead and sleep. I'm fine." Fang Wenping walked out of the bedroom.
Dong Xuebing does not want to sleep or wash up. Even if he rushes back to Jiaolin County, he will be late for work. That's why he doesn't care about the time. Dong Xuebing got off the bed in his slippers and heard the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom. He went into the kitchen and started to prepare breakfast. Fang Wenping does not cook normally, and she does not know how to cook. She does not have any ingredients at home and only has a box of hardcover eggs. Dong Xuebing does not know who gave it to her as there are no rice, noodles, etc. The salt and sugar were bought by Dong Xuebing the last time he was at her house.
Dong Xuebing decided to cook.
Dong Xuebing spread out two eggs and make a pot of egg soup.
Although it's not very sumptuous, it's enough for everyone to eat.
Dong Xuebing carried the breakfast out of the bathroom, and the sound of running water could still be heard. Old Fang was still in his shower, and Dong Xuebing could not wait any longer. He went over to the bathroom door, and the door was not locked. He pushed it open from the outside. "Sister Fang, can I enter?"
The sound of water stopped.
"What's wrong?" A woman asked.
Dong Xuebing replied. "I need to go to the toilet and wash my face."
Fang Wenping nodded. "Sure."
Dong Xuebing said. "I will go in now."
Dong Xuebing entered the bathroom. This is not a luxurious apartment, and it's just a small apartment. The bathroom is designed with a plastic curtain, and it's very narrow. From Dong Xuebing's angle, he can see Fang Wenping's feet. There are still some shower foam on her feet. Dong Xuebing did not care and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
While Dong Xuebing was brushing his teeth, the bathroom curtain opened.
Fang Wenping walked out and did not avoid anything. She picked up the hanging towel and began to wipe her body.
Dong Xuebing looked at Old Fang from the mirror until Fang Wenping finished drying her hair and body and walked out of the bathroom. Dong Xuebing rinsed his mouth and felt his body was sticky from yesterday's sweat. He quickly washed himself with hot water.
Dong Xuebing finished his bath.
Dong Xuebing walked out of the bathroom in his bathrobe.
Outside, Fang Wenping had just put on her clothes and was sitting at the dining table.
"Eat while it's still warm." Dong Xuebing also walked over and picked up a poached egg with his chopsticks. "Hmmm … not bad."
Fang Wenping picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
After dinner, Dong Xuebing looked at his watch. "It's almost half past midnight. You should go to work."
Fang Wenping went back to the house and took her bag. After she came out, she said, "Lock the door for me when you leave."
"Ok. I won't forget." Dong Xuebing finished his egg soup and knew it was not convenient for them to go downstairs together. Fang Wenping must go out first. Last night, they had gone upstairs together because it was too late, and there was no one in the estate. Everyone was asleep. But now, it's daytime, and it's rush hour. It's not appropriate for them to go out together in the morning.
Fang Wenping opened the door and left.
Dong Xuebing washed the dishes slowly and went to the bedroom to help her tidy up the room. The bed sheets were messy, the chairs were overturned, and one of the pillow covers had come off. He needs to tidy up the room.
Suddenly, Dong Xuebing heard voices from downstairs.
Someone was calling Fang Wenping's name.
"Wenping!"
"Wenping, let me send you out."
Dong Xuebing was surprised and walked over to the window. He opened the curtains slightly and looked down. Provincial Cultural Department's Chief Xiao Dongnan appeared in his sight. He was holding a bouquet of roses in his hands, and his car was parked behind. Fang Wenping had just walked down the stairs.
Fang Wenping frowned. "Old Xiao, are you done?"
Xiao Dongnan smiled. "I don't mean anything else. I saw this bouquet on the way here and felt it suits you. That's why I bought it."
Fang Wenping frowned. "No need."
"I had bought it. Just keep it." Xiao Dongnan passed the bouquet to her.
Many people in the neighborhood who got up early to go to work looked over. It was common for young men to send roses and chase little girls, but it was rare for a man in his forties to send roses and chase a woman in her forties.
"I said I don't need it!" Fang Wenping replied.
Xiao Dongnan said. "Then I will send you to work. It's on the way." Suddenly, he paused. "Eh, why is your neck red? Oh, why is your hand … "
Fang Wenping said coldly, "Just mind your own business and do your own job!" After that, Fang Wenping got on the Land Rover not far away and drove away.
Xiao Dongnan was left holding the bouquet awkwardly.
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