A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 1239 Please

After working continuously at the factory for more than half a month, on the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month, the day before the Little New Year in northern China, Fu Jingyou gave his apprentices a day off in the afternoon and finished his work early to go home.

As before, he asked about Lu Miao's situation as soon as he stepped one foot into the main hall.

Tang Mei was sitting at the coffee table with her back to the window when she heard this. She quickly put down what she was holding, stood up, and said:
"Everything's fine! I got up and did some exercise, and I ate a good meal."

That's what she said, but her eyes darted away, and her tone sounded rather unnatural.

Fu Jingyou became suspicious.

Without saying much, he draped his coat over his arm and strode upstairs.

He was afraid that Lu Miao was feeling unwell and had conspired with her family to keep it from him.

But after going upstairs and exploring the room, bathroom, and small living room, and even the snow-covered terrace, I found myself thoroughly exploring.

Apart from the scattered footprints in the snow, there was no sign of Lu Miao on the second floor.
Fu Jingyou lowered his eyebrows, as if a string had snapped in his mind, and his heart clenched instantly.

He turned around quickly, his footsteps pounding on the stairs, and rushed to the first floor, raising his voice to anxiously ask Tang Mei:

"Auntie, where's Miaomiao? Is she alright? Has the hospital sent someone?"

The more he said that, the more Fu Jingyou believed it.

Without waiting for Tang Mei's reply, he shook his coat, put it back on, and headed to the hospital.

Tang Mei quickly pulled him aside and said:
"Xiao Fu, Xiao Fu! Don't worry! It's not like that, Xiao Bao isn't at the hospital..."

"Not at the hospital? Then where is she! Auntie, what exactly happened? Where is Miaomiao now?"

Fu Jingyou was extremely anxious.

But the more anxious he became, the less Tang Mei dared to speak.

While Tang Mei was stammering, Minmin, who was playing Ludo with Shi An and Da Bao in the study, came over after hearing the commotion.

Minmin glanced around and knew that Tang Mei couldn't hide this matter any longer, so she told the truth:

"Uncle, Aunt has gone to work."

"what?"

Fu Jingyou's breath hitched, and he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a wave of dizziness.

He looked at Minmin in disbelief, but only for a moment before his eyes hardened as he glared at Tang Mei and shouted impatiently:

"Auntie, what do you do at home every day?"

Fu Jingyou's blood pressure spiked, and he pulled his hand back, running towards the door.

As luck would have it, just as he got into his car at the main entrance and before he could even insert the key, a black Hongqi car drove past him, veering off towards the side road leading to his house.

"Snapped--"

Fu Jingyou got out of the car, slammed the door shut, and stormed off in that direction.

As soon as I turned the corner, sure enough, I saw Comrade Xiao Chen, the driver of Guoying News Agency, get out of the car with practiced ease and walk around the front of the car to the side of the road to open the car door.

Fu Jingyou's blood pressure spiked, and he suddenly quickened his pace, delivering a sweeping kick forward.

Xiao Chen, having served in the military, possessed considerable skill.

Sensing a gust of wind behind him, Xiao Chen swiftly dodged to the side, his hand deftly reaching for the gun case at his waist.

Upon seeing who was behind him, Xiao Chen immediately suppressed his aura, shoved the gun he had half-drawn back into place, and stood up straight, saying:

"Fu...uh—"

"Boom" sound.

Although she dodged the sweeping leg, she couldn't avoid Fu Jingyou's oncoming elbow strike.

So much so that overnight, Xiao Chen was so badly beaten that he was leaning against the car and clutching his chest, unable to breathe for a long time.

Fu Jingyou, however, kept a calm expression and didn't even glance at him, instead walking straight past him to open the rear door.

Xiao Chen patted his chest and stood up straight again, his gaze following the path without obstructing it.

Inside the car, Lu Miao slightly raised her head, revealing a face that was deathly pale: "Brother You..."

She hesitated, as if to speak, while Fu Jingyou's face darkened, his eyes flashing with a murderous glint.
"Don't say a word to me right now!"

Knowing he was in the wrong and that Lu Miao was angry, he immediately fell silent.

Fu Jingyou opened the car door as wide as possible, bent down and carried her out of the car, then headed straight home.

Fu Jingyou is polite and has a good sense of propriety. He rarely loses his temper, and he is even rarely seen getting angry.

At least in the two years that Wang Xiulai has lived at home, he has never seen her before.

But this time he suddenly became so angry that Wang Xiuzhen was quite frightened.

When things weren't busy at the front, Wang Xiu would always take some time to go to the inner courtyard to help out.

But not today.

After Fu Jingyou and Lu Miao entered the house, Wang Xiu locked the side door and did not follow them into the inner courtyard.

Fu Jingyou carried Lu Miao all the way inside, and Tang Mei, hearing the commotion, came out and followed behind, calling "Little Fu, Little Fu" all the way.

Fu Jingyou kept a straight face and didn't say a word.

He strode upstairs.

He slammed the door connecting the second-floor living room to the stairwell shut.

After carefully placing Lu Miao on the bed upon entering the room, he turned around and opened the wardrobe door.

Whether it's winter clothes or summer clothes, he grabs them and throws them onto the bed.

During that time, he used an unknown amount of strength, and he managed to break off a door of the wardrobe that he had paid a lot of money to customize.

Lu Miao had simply been quietly watching him.

I want to wait until he calms down a bit before we have a proper talk.

Seeing this, Lu Miao could no longer hold back.

With a slightly nasal tone, she pressed the money against her lips and hugged the nearly out-of-control man from behind:

"Brother You, please don't do this..."

"I don't want this? Then what do I want? What do you want me to do!"

Fu Jingyou originally wanted to ignore it, but he couldn't.

From the time she was abroad and couldn't return for so long, to the several brushes with death she faced in the hospital after her return, only he himself knows how much he had accumulated in his heart and how many negative emotions he had.

Originally, seeing Lu Miao slowly recover and improve, Fu Jingyou was able to process his negative emotions on his own.

But at this moment, Fu Jingyou really couldn't hold back anymore.

He turned around, put his arm around her shoulder, and roared at her repeatedly:

"Have I ever opposed or hindered your work, from the past to the present? Have I ever said 'no' once? Why do you always seem so unable to distinguish between what's important and what's urgent!"

"Brother You, I didn't, I didn't!"

His tone was sad and distressed, and Lu Miao wanted to explain the reason for his words.

But what happened next made Lu Miao choke on all her words, unable to utter a single syllable.

Fu Jingyou seemed to be the patient.

After a period of shoving and shouting, he was exhausted. His hand slid down Lu Miao's shoulder, and he followed the shove all the way down.

Lu Miao couldn't catch him in time and watched helplessly as his knees hit the ground:
I'm begging you! I'm really begging you!

Fu Jingyou buried his forehead in her abdomen, his voice filled with suppressed sobs, and his two hands gripping her trembled uncontrollably.

He really did kneel down and beg her.

"If you can't imagine what your situation is like right now, can you at least think about me and the children!"