Director Zhang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at the look on his face as if he would make trouble if she didn't give him time off. "Here you go. I'll give you a week, okay?" In fact, the gift was originally intended for her. It happened that Xiao Zhang, who had just gotten married, came back and there was someone to take over for her.

Shen Qinghuan was satisfied and instantly felt refreshed: "Thank you, I'm done." Then he left on crutches.

Otherwise, her body was really in poor condition. She didn't dare to use force on her legs. The hard sex prolonged the walking time. When she got home, she sat directly on the sofa. She was hungry, in pain and sleepy.

I was sitting on the sofa and suddenly felt depressed, thinking about the life I had led for more than 20 years.

She was obviously the eldest daughter of the Shen family. Not to mention how rich they were, she should have had no worries about food and clothing. But her mother died, her father remarried, and she had a grandmother who favored boys over girls. Her father even died, and she still wanted to marry a fool.

Finally, she was able to stop being bullied by others through her own efforts. She rented a small bungalow, ate instant noodles, dealt with corpses every day, and endured her illness. No one took care of her, and no one was by her side. Even if she died in there, she would not be discovered!

The feeling of dejection was pressing on her heart and she wouldn't let it go. She threw her crutches aside in a huff and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

She even felt that the pain in her legs was not as great as the pain in her heart. Her eyes were blurred and she couldn't tell whether it was tears or water. She smiled sneerfully at her miserable appearance in the mirror.

Such an unlikable person, no wonder Ms. Jiang did not choose her.

It took me about half an hour to wake up by myself. This is not much better than before. People should be content with what they have. After I figured it out, I turned off the water and dried myself.

It was finally her holiday, and she didn't have to worry about having to go out on scene suddenly. She simply found her nightgown and put it on so that it would be convenient to apply medicine on her legs. She had also decided to spend her holiday on this bed.

Just as she was lost in thought, there was suddenly a knock on the door. She frowned. Who could it be?

She hopped to the door on one leg, but did not open it immediately. Instead, she looked out through the peephole.

Lu Junze?

Could it be the clothes?

It shouldn't be like this!

Such a rich person shouldn't need her clothes.

I really couldn't figure out why he came here, so I didn't even think about it. I could just open the door and ask.

All Lu Junze saw was a girl wearing a silk nightgown with suspenders, revealing her beautiful collarbone and neck, with her long black hair draped wetly over her shoulders.

The waist is slender further down, and the length of the skirt just covers the thighs, showing off the pair of long and slender legs perfectly. Lu Junze didn't expect to see such a picture.

He didn't dare to look around, stared at that good-looking face and said in a deep voice, "Go put on some clothes first."

Shen Qinghuan looked down.

Depend on!

Good job!

How could she forget her clothes!

She couldn't understand why she always made a fool of herself when she met him. Her face immediately turned red and she turned around to change her clothes, but she forgot about her bad foot and turned around: "Ah~"

I'm about to fall to the ground.