Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Xiao Jingting arrived on time. When he drove into the Fu family's house, he happened to meet Fu Jinbei who had just returned from outside.

Fu Jinbei asked cheerfully, "Are you here to pick up Ningning?"

Xiao Jingting stopped the car and nodded, "Second Uncle."

Fu Jinbei glanced upstairs and complained, "Why hasn't this girl come down yet? I asked her second aunt to hurry her up."

Xiao Jingting's tone was light, "It's okay, I'll wait for her."

"Okay, a girl needs to dress up before going out. Let's wait a little longer. Ningning has loved beauty since she was young. Everyone in this area knows that our girl won't go out unless she's dressed beautifully. Come on, let's go upstairs and sit and wait."

The more Fu Jinbei likes his son-in-law, the more he likes him. If it weren't for his son-in-law's righteousness three years ago, he wouldn't know where he would be hiding from his debts now.

Even though he has such a good son-in-law, his daughter still wants to divorce him. What is she thinking?

If I really get divorced, I won’t be able to find such a good son-in-law even if I carry a lantern.

Xiao Jingting followed Fu Jinbei into the living room. He sat down like he had done many years ago, saying nothing and not taking out his phone to look at it. He just sat there, only occasionally glancing towards the stairs.

Fu Jinbei always felt that both of his children at home were very noisy. Not to mention his disappointing son, who had been a monkey since he was a child, and his daughter was also noisy. Sometimes he felt anxious looking at these two children at home.

Until that year, Fu Zhangnan brought back a fifteen-year-old boy. He was silent and didn't like to talk. He looked at everyone with vigilance and locked himself in his room all day long. If you asked him to come out and sit, he would sit on the sofa for an hour without moving or making a sound for a long time.

At that time, Fu Jinbei was afraid that he had some mental problems, and it would be very troublesome if he was autistic.

At that time, he was still thinking about sending the child away. What if he became a dangerous factor if he kept him at home?

Fortunately, this idea was not realized in the end, otherwise I would have regretted it so much.

Fu Jinbei thought of something and looked around. Seeing that no one was around, he tentatively asked, "Jingting, are you feeling well lately?"

Xiao Jingting was slightly stunned, as if a little puzzled, and just said: "It's okay."

Fu Jinbei coughed lightly and lowered his voice again, "Jingting, it's just the two of us here now. Besides, we're all grown men here, so don't be embarrassed. Are you too busy with work?"

Xiao Jingting seemed to understand the meaning of these words, but not completely.

He hesitated and replied, "I'm fine."

When Fu Jinbei heard this, he knew what was going on. A man needs to save face, so of course he cannot admit that he has a problem.

"Okay, as long as it's good." Fu Jinbei agreed.

But I was determined in my heart that I had to get some prescription this time.

The living room fell silent again.

Xiao Jingting was silent for a long time. Fu Jinbei looked at the ceiling and the floor, not knowing what to say.

Fu Zhangnan is the only one in the family who can communicate with Xiao Jingting, the taciturn person.

After a while, Fu Jinbei stood up and said, "Jingting, go and see if Ningning is okay. She's already married but she's still acting like a little girl, loving to dress up so much..."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps were heard from the stairs, followed by a charming female voice.

"Uncle, who says you can't dress up after getting married? Can you change your feudal old-fashioned ideas?"

Xiao Jingting's calm eyes were like ripples in a mirror lake at this moment. He raised his eyes and watched the beautiful figure walking towards him step by step.

Fu Runing wore a red coat with a knitted skirt underneath, a pearl necklace around her neck, and pearl earrings on her ears. She looked bright and flamboyant, like a delicate red rose.

Then, Fu Jinbei said something that really ruined the atmosphere: "Hey, you're wearing so much red, is there something happy happening today?"

Fu Runing didn't want to tell her second uncle about his outrageous aesthetic taste: a black suit, a floral shirt, and a silk scarf, which was the style only gangsters and coal bosses in TV dramas wore.

She walked up to Jamel Xiao and took his hand, "Let's go."

When their eyes met, Xiao Jingting was stunned for a moment.

It was only for a moment, and he concealed that feeling of almost helplessness.

Xiao Jingting held the woman's soft hand in his.

Fu Runing said goodbye to Fu Jinbei, "Second Uncle, we're leaving first. We'll come back to see you another day. Tell Second Aunt that you don't have to prepare dinner for me."

"Okay, slow down on the road."

……

As soon as she walked out of the Fu family, Fu Runing couldn't wait to pull her hand back from Xiao Jingting.

His face changed immediately.

She opened the passenger door herself and got in.

Xiao Jingting didn't say anything, turned around and sat in the driver's seat.

Fu Runing waited for him to fasten his seat belt before saying, "Tell me what the script is today. I'll go over it in my head in advance."

Xiao Jingting gripped the steering wheel and started the car.

He said calmly, "So you love acting? Why didn't you learn acting in the first place?"

Directing learned from Fu Runing.

There was no way. She was not good at all subjects and was extremely bad at science, so she could only pursue art. Fortunately, her professional scores were high enough and her academic performance was not too bad.

Fu Runing replied indifferently, "Don't you just like looking for actors who can act?"

Xiao Jingting remained calm and did not respond.

Didn’t he just find someone who could act?

Xiao Jingting looked at the road ahead and said calmly, "The wife of the deputy director of Shengzhou TV Station has a good relationship with Weng Yuqing. She's at home now. She must be here to discuss the investment withdrawal."

When Fu Runing heard this, her emotions were aroused again.

"I knew it was her! I was wondering how my grandparents could have the brains to think of such a thing. The old lady usually would just throw a tantrum and lie down on the ground. It turns out she was the one behind this."

"Your aunt, whether at work or at home, never wants to see me idle."

In the past, Fu Runing would never complain to Xiao Jingting about how bad the people in their family were, but now that they are getting divorced, of course it doesn't matter.

If not now, when?

The street light ahead turned red and the car slowly stopped.

The street lights were on, and the dim light fell into the man's eyes, like the quiet sea at midnight, and the flickering light under the moonlight.

Xiao Jingting pondered for a moment, then suddenly said in a calm voice: "Fu Runing, if you don't want to go to work, just resign."

Fu Runing was very surprised to hear this. What happened to him today? Why did he suddenly speak human language?

She suddenly thought of a line from the movie and made a joke about it -

"If I don't work, will you support me?"

The man's throat rolled slightly, his eyes fixed on the long stream of traffic ahead, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightening slightly.

"I……"

Just as he said a word, Xiao Jingting received a call on his mobile phone, and the central control screen displayed the incoming call number.

Fu Runing took a look.

The two words were so big that they blinded her eyes.

Rong Ruo.

Still Rong Ruo.

Xiao Jingting just glanced at it, frowned slightly, and hung up the phone directly.

Fu Runing pretended not to see it, folding her arms and saying coldly, "Some people nowadays say, 'I'll support you' when things are good, and then when things get bad, they say, 'I'm the one who supported you.' So how can a woman not work? No matter how little you earn, it's all your own money, so you won't starve to death."

"I am different. I am dedicated to my job and simply love my work."

As Xiao Jingting listened to her voice, his face darkened, and finally became as calm as a stagnant pool.

Some words will never be spoken again if you miss the exciting atmosphere.

Xiao Jingting's voice was tinged with his usual sarcasm, "Then you can continue to work as a third-tier artist and become a marginalized employee of the company. It doesn't matter if you can't make it into the core team. You won't starve to death."

The implication is that it's okay to be a salted fish.

Fu Runing propped up her chin and replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Xiao."

She was too lazy to say anything more.

She didn't have to go to Yusong Media, but she was too depressed in the first six months of her marriage. She had also lived the life of a full-time housewife, waiting for her husband to come home at a certain time every day, waiting for a man who didn't like to go home very much.

Later she realized that she couldn't do this, so she tried to send her resume to several media companies.

But for some reason, those resumes eventually ended up in Weng Yuqing's hands.

Until one day, Weng Yuqing directly suggested at the dinner table that her family also had a media company, so why bother working outside? She could just come to Yusong and be her assistant.

Now that I think about it, Weng Yuqing just wanted to keep her under his watch, just like Xiao Hongshen warned her at the beginning, to be obedient after marrying her.

At that time, Xiao Jingting was not at home. She faced this situation alone and had no other choice but to agree.

So what if he's here?

Maybe it won't matter.

So I have been working at Yusong Media until now.

The most helpless times are over, so what does this matter now?