Sheng Wantang's heartbeat skipped a beat, and she was a little confused. She quickly reacted, and her whole body was tense, always on guard for someone who might come in.
"This is called thanks, do you understand?"
Lu Jiyuan taught her.
Sheng Wantang looked at this shameless man with an expressionless face, "If anyone comes in and sees you, you, Lu Jiyuan, will be everyone's laughing stock!"
Lu Jiyuan looked indifferent.
He never cares what others say.
To say the least, those people who follow the trend don't dare to laugh in front of him now.
Sheng Wantang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say in reply.
She felt it was necessary to explain: "Lu Jiyuan, apart from my grandma, Ruyi has helped me the most since I was a child."
grandmother?
Lu Jiyuan thought of the phone call that Mrs. Sheng made to Sheng Wantang, and first helped her get the old lady out of her mind.
Thinking about it this way, Mu Ruyi does have some merits.
"Ruyi is a very important person to me, so I can't worry about her."
As soon as Sheng Wantang said these words, Lu Jiyuan looked at her with an unkind expression.
Is Mu Ruyi more important or him?
Such a question came out almost subconsciously, and was suppressed by Lu Jiyuan.
Just thinking about it makes him seem mentally retarded, so of course it's impossible to ask.
Sheng Wantang saw that his face had improved a lot, and thought that this man was quite easy to coax, and he actually relieved his anger with just a kiss.
Thinking of this, Sheng Wantang was filled with sweetness and became soft.
Lu Jiyuan's personal bodyguard team is stationed outside the ward to ensure personal safety and information confidentiality.
Sheng Wantang was persuaded by Mu Ruyi to go back and rest first - there was nothing going on at the hospital, and her staying here would only make Lu Jiyuan give Mu Ruyi a few more cold looks.
She didn't sleep all night last night. Sheng Wantang went home and took a bath before wanting to sleep.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she got on the bed and lay down, the man would come from behind and start to take off her clothes very skillfully with his big hot hands.
"You, don't you go to work?"
Sheng Wantang exclaimed, it was too late to stop him.
The man's delicate kisses fell on her eyebrows, the tips of her ears, the hollow of her neck...
His mind was still entangled with the boring question of whether Mu Ruyi was more important or him. He had no answer, but he was unwilling to do so. He could only verify it on his own with her and find a sense of existence.
Sheng Wantang took a breath of air.
"Come on -" the man paused, his eyes filled with surging desire, "You."
…
At three o'clock in the morning, Sheng Wantang finally nestled under the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.
She didn't sleep all night last night and worked hard all morning. When she closed her eyes, she was still confused and confused:
He is also a human being, how come Lu Jiyuan has so much energy?
After Lu Jiyuan took a shower, he put on a bathrobe and went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette. When he came back, he saw that Sheng Wantang's cell phone was on, showing a caller ID.
Chen Yi'an.
The constant vibrating of the mobile phone kept people awake, and Sheng Wantang frowned in her sleep, showing resistance to the noise.
Lu Jiyuan looked at the phone for a few seconds, then picked it up and connected it.
The moment the shaking stopped, the woman's face didn't look so ugly.
"Hello, senior sister, I'm Chen Yi'an. We need a photo of you as a promotional poster for the lecture. Can you send me a few?" A clear male voice came from the receiver.
Lu Jiyuan said: "She is sleeping."
There was obvious silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.
"Who are you?" Chen Yi'an's tone was no longer as gentle as before, but now he was on guard, as if he was engaging in an important game or negotiation.
Lu Jiyuan thought to himself, this is what the Chen family's young master should look like.
"Lu Jiyuan." He announced his name.
This name was expected by Chen Yi'an, but when he heard the other party announcing his name, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.
It's like fate once again confirmed the authenticity of those rumors.
"Mr. Lu, can you transfer the call to Sheng Wantang? I have something to do with my senior."
"It's not convenient," Lu Jiyuan glanced at the person on the bed and said, "She is sleeping."
"It's already afternoon, is she still sleeping?"
Chen Yi'an obviously didn't believe it and suspected that Lu Jiyuan was lying to him.
Lu Jiyuan turned on the speakerphone, gently patted the woman on the bed, and called in a low voice: "Sheng Wantang."
Sheng Wantang was already half asleep by the vibrating sound of her cell phone. When she heard someone calling her, she reacted immediately.
"I'm so tired...I don't want it anymore..."
She wrinkled her face and buried herself in the bed, blocking out all interference from the outside world.
Chen Yi'an: "..." There was another period of silence.
Lu Jiyuan wanted to laugh a little.
He turned off the speakerphone: "Did you hear that?"
"You, you..." Chen Yian asked with difficulty.
"Isn't it normal for adults to have a little bit of life?" Lu Jiyuan asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"
If nothing happens, hang up.
"No, it's okay...wait! You, you...it's okay."
Chen Yian panicked.
Lu Jiyuan didn't bother to pay attention to his hesitation and hung up the phone directly.
People who sleep under the quilt will have difficulty breathing. Lu Jiyuan dug Sheng Wantang out of the quilt and tucked the corners of the quilt.
Originally, he wanted to sleep with her for a while longer, but there were a lot of company matters waiting for him to deal with, so Lu Jiyuan had no choice but to move his laptop to the bedroom and work on it by the bedside.
When Sheng Wantang woke up, she was in a trance, and her mind was a mess.
The curtains were drawn tightly, and the room was dark. Only a dim bedside lamp was on, and the warm light shone on the man and the laptop on his lap.
"Are you off work?" Sheng Wantang reached out and touched his mobile phone everywhere, "Where is my mobile phone?"
Lu Jiyuan handed her the phone from the bedside table, "It's afternoon now."
Sheng Wantang shook his head and fell asleep.
Suddenly, she remembered something and looked at Lu Jiyuan's computer warily, not daring to make a sound.
"There is no video meeting." Lu Jiyuan was a little funny.
Sheng Wantang turned his head to look. Sure enough, he was reading an email in Arabic.
Sheng Wantang breathed a sigh of relief, "It scared me to death!"
She doesn’t want to experience the death scene again!
"Chen Yian called you." Lu Jiyuan put the laptop aside and got out of bed.
"Huh? What is he calling for?" Sheng Wantang relaxed, "I'll call him back later."
Lu Jiyuan glanced at Sheng Wantang inexplicably. The latter's mind returned to the confused state of just waking up, and he didn't notice the strangeness of the man at all.
"Junior, did you call me?" Sheng Wantang asked straight to the point, not knowing what happened when Lu Jiyuan and Chen Yi'an were on the phone.
Chen Yi'an told Sheng Wantang about the photo.
"Can posters be typeset with pure text?" Sheng Wantang said, "I don't really want to use my photos."
Sometimes it is not a good thing to have a face that is too outstanding, especially in matters related to professionalism. It is easy for people to focus on her face instead of her professionalism.
"Of course." Asking for photos was originally just an excuse for Chen Yi'an to talk to Sheng Wantang, but he didn't expect the last phone call...
"Senior sister, I called you three hours ago, and it was... Lu Jiyuan answered." Chen Yian sorted out his words, "Senior sister, you and Mr. Lu... live together?"
"Well, we live together now."
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