"Yes, thanks to knowing you, you are my lucky star and my savior." Jiang Qingxin didn't want to quarrel with a patient.

Just after he finished speaking, Liang Weizhen sent her a WeChat message: [I heard from Tang Yan that something almost happened to you at work. Are you okay? Can I come see you? I'm a little worried.]

Jiang Qingxin sighed in her heart, Liang Weizhen was really kind to her.

It's a pity that she doesn't need to take revenge on Lu Yunyan now, and there is really no need to marry her uncle.

She replied: [Thank you for your concern. I am fine and the villa decoration process will not be delayed. 】

Liang Weizhen: [The matter in the villa is not urgent, what is important is that you are safe. 】

"Who are you chatting with?" Huo Xu's displeased voice came over.

"Follow Fanyue." Jiang Qingxin quickly put down her phone, her face not red and her heart not beating as she lied.

"I thought you were with Liang Weizhen, Lu Yunyan and the others. It's best not to let me see you contacting them on WeChat." Huo Xu warned.

"...Don't think too much about it."

Jiang Qingxin was shocked, this person couldn't have clairvoyance.

"Well, come here, my wound is starting to hurt again." Huo Xu glanced at her resentfully.

Jiang Qingxin: "..."

So he started letting himself take the initiative to kiss him again?

Do men really have to be so fickle? It seemed like I would die if I touched him in the past.

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Huo Xu stayed in the hospital for a week before going through the discharge procedures.

Jiang Qingxin accompanied her all the time, but she had to ask for leave again due to work matters.

Tang Yan didn't blame her. After all, she almost died because of her work. He just asked her: "Do you still want to do the project with Hesong? If not, I will find another designer."

"I want to try again. If it doesn't work, just replace it."

Jiang Qingxin was still reluctant to part with that generous commission. When she was thinking about where to start, Manager Fang suddenly called her and said, "Ms. Jiang, I'm really sorry for what happened a few days ago. I've been

I have been applying to the higher-ups, and the higher-ups also apologized to Miss Jiang, so I decided to hand over the hard-decorated room project to you and Song."

Jiang Qingxin thought she had heard wrongly, feeling as if she had been on the road to bad luck and finally had good luck.

"But we haven't talked much yet...?"

"Tang Jiang's signboard is there, but I still need to trouble you to produce a detailed design draft. It's urgent. The senior management will have to see it the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Qingxin was in a dilemma. Hesong's finely decorated room had to be designed in ten different styles and had to be taken out the day after tomorrow. She was in a hurry. She hesitated for a moment and nodded happily, "Okay, but we have to sign a contract first."

"You come to the company in the afternoon and we signed it."

In the afternoon of the same day, Jiang Qingxin went to the sales department again. This time she didn't wait too long and quickly signed a contract with Hesong.

After returning to the villa in the evening, she cooked dinner for Huo Xu and gave him a bath. She said anxiously: "I have to stay up all night in the study drawing drawings. You go to bed early and leave me alone."

Huo Xu frowned, but he understood the young man's hard work. Although he didn't like it, he didn't say anything.

But when she stayed up late the next night, he got angry and said, "Jiang Qingxin, there's something wrong with you. You had to take care of me all night in the hospital. You didn't sleep well, and you didn't sleep after you came back. Do you really want to hurt yourself?"

Sudden death?"

"Just get through tonight and I'll be fine."

Jiang Qingxin took a sip of coffee and felt a little touched in her heart. Was he caring about herself?

Huo Xu gave the order in an irresistible tone, "I don't care. You go back to my room to sleep immediately. Forget about your sudden death. What if there is no one to cook for me? Then my lawsuit will not be in vain."

"..."

Well, caring is an illusion.

Jiang Qingxin gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Don't worry, since I promised you to cook, even if the King of Hell comes to take me in, I won't go."


Chapter completed!