Fortunately, the porridge had been sitting for a while, and Murong Rong was wearing long pants. The skin on his legs was not seriously burned. Even so, it was still red and swollen, which looked a bit shocking.
With a straight face, Rong Jiuci brought the medical kit and began to treat Murong Rong's burns.
When the disinfectant water touched her skin, Murong Rong couldn't help but wince.
Rong Jiuci made his movements gentler and said, "Be patient, it won't hurt soon."
"Rong Jiuci."
Murong Rong looked at Rong Jiuci and couldn't help but scream. At this moment, she really wanted to ask what Rong Jiuci wanted to do?
She didn't believe that Rong Jiuci didn't understand. The appearance of this woman made her feel like a stick in her throat.
Rong Jiuci raised his head, saw Murong Rong's expression, and knew that the stimulation he had received in the past few days had taken effect.
He hoped that Murong Rong could continue talking. Whether it was questioning or crying, anything was better than her heartlessness.
Then, Murong Rong spoke.
"fine."
Murong Rong suppressed her inner thoughts and raised her lips at Rong Jiuci: "Thank you, Mr. Rong, for helping me apply the medicine."
The expression on Rong Jiuci's face suddenly froze, and he looked at Murong Rong coldly: "A woman with a bad heart and a dog's heart!"
After finishing speaking, he put the ointment into Murong Rong's hand: "Apply it yourself."
Murong Rong looked at Rong Jiuci in confusion and couldn't help but muttered: "What are you crazy about again!"
Bang--
Rong Jiuci closed the door with a bang.
Murong Rong took a cotton swab to apply medicine on herself, and the expression on her face gradually calmed down, and then she let out a long sigh.
Murong Rong took the medicine, changed into home clothes and went to the studio.
Seeing more and more things belonging to her in the studio, Murong Rong felt an indescribable sense of security in her heart.
Just then there was a knock on the door.
Murong Rong thought that Chen Chen was back, but when she opened the door, she saw Xu Ziqing standing at the door.
The look on Murong Rong's face was cold: "Assistant Xu, what are you doing here?"
Xu Ziqing raised her eyes and looked at Murong Rong. Perhaps because she was in the bedroom, her long hair had been let down, which made her face surrounded by hair look even smaller.
Her facial features were extremely beautiful, forming an elegant and stunning face, but the most alluring thing was her eyes, which were sparkling and incredibly beautiful.
No wonder Rong Jiuci, who had a high self-esteem, was so fascinated by her that she couldn't look away.
Jealousy flashed in Xu Ziqing's eyes, but her smile became even brighter: "Designer Mu, I'm here to get something from you."
"What?"
"Mr. Rong's underwear. I will wear it after Mr. Rong takes a shower later."
Murong Rong's expression turned cold: "Xu Ziqing, do you know what kind of woman is the most annoying?"
She looked at Xu Ziqing and said, "I made my own decision."
Xu Ziqing felt angry in her heart.
This Murong Rong is really as annoying as Chen Chen, especially when they talk the same way.
Not to be outdone, she said: "Who said I made my own decision? Have you forgotten that Mr. Rong personally agreed that I would stay? Designer Mu, a man would allow a woman to stay the night. You don't know what he means."
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Xu Ziqing moved closer to Murong Rong, leaned against her ear, opened her red lips, and said softly: "Of course I want to sleep with her."
Seeing Murong Rong's somewhat stiff expression, Xu Ziqing regained her confidence. She puffed out her chest and said proudly: "Designer Mu, I admit that you are excellent and capable, but there is one thing you have forgotten. You are the boss of Mr. Rong."
It’s been around for too long and there’s no freshness anymore, and men always like the freshest ones.”
Murong Rong couldn't help but smile when she saw Xu Ziqing's proud and confident look.
She nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. So, can you tell me how many days you can keep fresh in Rong Jiuci's eyes, and when will you be replaced freshly?"
The expression on Xu Ziqing's face froze for a moment, and she said without hesitation: "I will not be replaced! I am the most special to Rong Jiuci!"
Murong Rong couldn't help but smile when she heard this. She heard the bluff in Xu Ziqing's voice.
Xu Ziqing couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed, feeling as if her old story had been exposed.
She couldn't help but want to get angry, but before she could speak, she heard Murong Rong say: "Since Assistant Xu is focused on work, okay, let's knit the gold thread plate here."
Xu Ziqing didn't want to pay attention to Murong Rong, but Murong Rong said: "A qualified assistant is to obey the boss's arrangements. If Assistant Xu can't do it, I can only ask the Human Resources Department to change your position and arrange a new assistant.
Already."
Xu Ziqing couldn't help but widen her eyes: "You can't do this!"
Murong Rong smiled: "I can."
She said: "Now Assistant Xu can choose to do it or not!"
Xu Ziqing felt that she had been humiliated like never before and gritted her teeth: "I will do it, just do it!"
The gold wire buckle designed by Murong Rong himself was not easy to knit. Xu Ziqing had to learn it many times, and finally managed to do it under Murong Rong's disgusted eyes.
She just breathed a sigh of relief when Murong Rong arranged other tasks, each of which was detailed but difficult to complete.
Xu Ziqing was now extremely resentful of Murong Rong and felt that she was deliberately making her look bad.
Murong Rong was actually very unjust. Although she did intend to teach Xu Ziqing a lesson, it was not to make her look bad. It was because with Xu Ziqing's current ability, she could not do anything except such trivial work.
hiss--
When Xu Ziqing was threading beads, she accidentally pricked her finger and looked at the blood beads condensed on her fingertips.
Xu Ziqing was so painful that she almost burst into tears. The anger she had suppressed for a long time could no longer be controlled. She smashed the chain in her hand to the ground: "Murong Rong, don't think that I don't know that you are looking at me differently after seeing Mr. Rong.
You just feel jealous and think of ways to torment me! I must tell Mr. Rong about this!"
Murong Rong shrugged his shoulders and made a please gesture: "Then please. If you don't know where Rong Jiuci is, how about I call him and ask him to come over?"
"You..." Xu Ziqing became even more angry. In her opinion, Murong Rong was taking the opportunity to provoke.
Her eyes were red and she left in anger.
Murong Rong didn't care at all and leaned over to pick up the pearls one by one.
After a while, Xu Ziqing left and came back, with a tall figure following behind her. She pointed at Murong Rong and said, "Mr. Rong, have you seen it? Designer Mu just asked me to wear such small beads! She deliberately tormented me.
!”
Murong Rong ignored her.
She placed the beads one by one in a box and gently wiped them with a soft flannel cloth. Dust would affect the luster of the pearls.
Xu Ziqing didn't expect that Murong Rong didn't care at all, and said in an accusatory tone again: "Mr. Rong, look at her, she targeted me like this, but she didn't even want to apologize."
"Designer Mu, after hearing your subordinate's accusation, don't you have anything to explain?"