Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Fu Jingheng rubbed his temples, looking at the thing in his hand repeatedly, and then called Zhou Yan.

"Oh, so our CEO Fu still remembers someone like me who's always out of the loop!" Zhou Yan said sarcastically on the other end of the phone.

Fu Jingheng organized his thoughts, "If a condom were found in public, falling out of your pocket, how would you explain it to the children?"

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow and shook the stethoscope in his hand. "Is the child a boy or a girl?" He only cared about the important point.

Fu Jingheng took off his glasses and said with some difficulty, "Little girl."

Zhou Yan immediately stopped what he was doing, keenly sensing a hint of ambiguity, and asked half-jokingly, "Do you want to explain with actions or words?"

Fu Jingheng recalled, "I explained it in words... but she didn't seem to believe it."

"So you're going to make the first move?" Zhou Yan grinned lewdly, and Fu Jingheng could imagine it even through the screen.

“Be serious, she’s still a child. I’m afraid she’ll think I’m a bad person.” Fu Jingheng rubbed his forehead, looking very frustrated.

Ever since he met Xiaoxiao, he's never had a moment's peace. Just now, when he went downstairs for a run, he was being pointed at and gossiped about by the aunties in the neighborhood.

I've never been criticized behind my back like this before.

Zhou Yan curled his lip in boredom, "How did she agree to be with you when you're so rigid?"

“We’re not together, get to the point, how do you explain your actions?” Fu Jingheng clearly didn’t want to listen to Zhou Yan’s nonsense.

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes. "Then you'll have to listen to my advice."

The evening breeze blew through the white gauze curtains by the window, bringing a slight chill into the room.

The girl, dressed in a form-fitting white sundress, danced on the balcony in the moonlight. Her slender and graceful figure was breathtakingly beautiful under the moonlight.

Fu Jingheng saw this scene as he stepped out of the study.

The bright moonlight reflected off the girl, making her appear much softer, but her figure was so frail that it made one's heart ache.

The evening breeze was blowing wildly, making him feel a little stiff. Fu Jingheng frowned as he watched the little figure dancing on the balcony. "Why aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?"

The little figure on the balcony seemed to be startled by Fu Jingheng's voice, slipped, and almost fell.

Fortunately, Fu Jingheng reacted quickly and caught her, preventing her from falling.

Fu Jingheng squeezed the girl's thin shoulders, his expression darkening further. "Remember to eat more in the future. How can you be so thin?"

Only after Fu Jingheng finished speaking did he notice the faint tear stains on the girl's fair face. Startled, he softened his tone considerably, "Don't be afraid, I didn't mean to be mean to you."

He thought he would receive a thank you from the girl, but to his surprise, she stared at him blankly for a long time and murmured, "Ayi, I missed you so much."

As the girl spoke, she leaned into Fu Jingheng's arms and began to cry. Only then did Fu Jingheng smell the faint scent of alcohol on her.

"You've been drinking?" Fu Jingheng tried to push the girl away to check, but she held him tightly. He heard her mutter to herself, "Yeah, didn't you say you hated me the most? You think I'm so clueless about worldly things, like an idiot who's never tasted alcohol."

As the girl spoke, she proudly pulled out a bottle of beer, saying, "Look... I can drink now, and I've even finished a whole bottle!... Please... don't leave me, okay?"

"I can learn what I don't understand, really, will you teach me?"

The girl reached out and pulled Fu Jingheng's hand to her face. Fu Jingheng touched the girl's cold cheek and instinctively stopped her, asking, "What are you doing?"

The girl seemed not yet sober, still regarding Fu Jingheng as her beloved. Her almond-shaped eyes, glistening with tears, held a pleading look as she said to Fu Jingheng, "Ayi, haven't you always wanted me? I can have you now, really, I'll do anything... Please don't break off our engagement, okay?"

Fu Jingheng stopped the girl's restless little hand that was reaching down, picked her up, kicked open the aunt's door, and his face was frighteningly stern.

After the aunt fed Xiaoxiao the hangover soup, Fu Jingheng entered the room with a cold face.

Fu Jingheng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the girl sleeping peacefully, his feelings complicated.

Under the lamplight, the girl's face was streaked with tears, making her porcelain-white skin appear even more haggard, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch, which made people extremely nervous.

It turns out that Xiaoxiao's previous attempt to break off the engagement was all a pretense; in reality, Xiaoxiao still loved Fuyi.

Fu Jingheng, as if possessed, reached out and wiped away the tears. Looking at the teardrops in his hand, he spoke in a low voice after a long silence, "Of all the people you could love, why did you have to fall for that bastard..."

After a while, once Fu Jingheng closed the door, the girl who had been keeping her eyes closed slowly opened them, her misty eyes showing no sign of intoxication.