When Chen Rou came back last night, he wasn't actually asleep, but he was pretending to be asleep.
He actually fell asleep today, and he and A Yuan were still wearing their suits, lying in bed sleeping.
Moreover, it was officially certified by Song Yuanchao. The boss was asleep. From the moment Chen Rou entered, he said, "The boss was trying to put the young master to sleep, and he fell asleep himself while doing so. I didn't disturb them, I think..."
Chen Rou understood: "A Yuan has been playing all day and is tired. Don't bother him. Bring my luggage over."
Song Yuanchao thought Chen Rou was going to wear the black dress from last night, so he quickly said, "It's already washed and ironed, it's right here."
He added, "Madam, you only need to put on some lipstick; you can do your makeup here."
Chen Rou paused for a moment, then said nothing more. She took off her shoes and went barefoot into the bedroom and then into the dressing room. She found a dress that she had worn once before and had always wanted to wear, but never had the occasion to wear. She then came out, took her jewelry box and makeup box, and went into the public bathroom that Song Yuanchao would use.
Upon seeing the skirt, Song Yuanchao said, "Let me iron it for you."
When Chen Rou opened the makeup box again, she paused for a moment and asked, "Are you going to put on makeup today?"
He's such a straight man. Actually, Chen Rou only used foundation to match her skin tone, and her mascara and blush were also quite light, making it a natural makeup look. But in Song Yuanchao's opinion, you have to have a big pink face to be considered wearing makeup.
Nie Zhao slept for a really long time. Chen Rou had already finished her makeup when he finally got up and went to the bathroom.
Just then, Song Yuanchao brought over the cheongsam. He didn't say anything, just took the cheongsam, closed the bathroom door, stood on the door, crossed his arms and watched his wife take off her clothes, then watched her put on the cheongsam, and came over to help her pull the laces up.
But after he finished, he still didn't say anything, he just watched silently.
This cheongsam was made by Chen Rou to welcome Battalion Commander Zhao; she liked everything about it, from the color to the style.
Apply lipstick last, and this color of cheongsam is suitable for dark lipstick.
She applied a dusty rose color, and after finishing, she noticed Nie Zhao had appeared behind her at some point, so she asked, "Does it look good?"
Nie Zhao remained silent, but reached out from behind and wrapped his arms around his wife's waist.
After a long while, he finally said, "Ah Rou, how do you manage to achieve the so-called 'waist and waist in perfect harmony' with such a slender waist?"
Chen Rou continued applying lipstick, unable to help but laugh: "Strength has nothing to do with how thick your waist is."
Nie Zhao nodded, then suddenly dropped a bombshell: "In your past life, you must have been an undercover agent in Macau, a croupier, right?"
Of course, with his intelligence, he could guess it with just one reminder from Nie Jiayu.
Chen Rou pointed her finger: "From studying to working, it only took 28 days in total to close the case."
Nie Zhao nodded, as if he was pondering something or recalling something, but suddenly, his muscles began to tremble violently uncontrollably. He sniffed hard and said, "If I were a gambler, I would probably lose everything, but it was also possible that I would meet you here. But no, right? When I met you, I would already be an old man in my twilight years. And... it would be a blessing if I didn't meet you. It would be a blessing if I met you."
Chen Rou didn't quite understand why her husband was suddenly so agitated.
She laughed and said, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
Nie Zhao still held his wife in his arms, gazing at her reflection in the mirror, his eyes moist.
He said, “If you were a soldier, I wouldn’t have met you, because only a soldier of Commander Wang’s rank would be allowed to meet and associate with me. You’re too young, and a woman too. They wouldn’t let you come. If you were a policeman, I might have met you, but not in Las Vegas, because I wouldn’t come to a place like that. I’ve even had dreams where I’m old and frail, and you’re so young. I think I must be in big trouble. But that doesn’t matter. I’ll have countless troubles in my life, and I’ll get through them. But Ah Rou…”
Chen Rou understood that Nie Zhao was thinking about her because she was a croupier, and wondered if he might have met her earlier in his past life. But she didn't understand his excitement or why he was so sad.
She turned around, sat on the washbasin, cupped Nie Zhao's face in her hands, and said, "But we're together now."
Nie Zhao shook his head, and after a long while said, "Fortunately, I met you very late. Otherwise, I would have wanted to pursue you, wanted to marry you, and might even have gone mad and used all sorts of means for it. But how cruel would that have been for you?"
What he was always afraid of was becoming the kind of person he hated.
It's like someone in a wheelchair, much older than her, still wanting to have her and possess her.
How repulsive, disgusting, and nauseating he must be!
However, Chen Rou could actually give him an answer to this matter. She smiled and said, "No, it won't happen."
He added, "Everyone has desires and emotions, but I'm sure you don't, because when I met you, the leader asked you to leave your phone number so we could stay in touch, but you... didn't."
Nie Zhao was hunched over, looking up at his wife, frowning: "Really?"
Chen Rou smiled and said, "In fact, I didn't notice anything particularly unusual about you, so..."
Therefore, many women believe that men should become more self-disciplined and moral as they get older. But that's not actually the case. Most men become more arrogant as they get older and have more power and money. They use their money and power to take advantage of young women. So, the older they get, the less moral they have.
If you don't want to become that kind of annoying old man, you need a strong sense of morality and a high degree of self-control.
Nie Zhao is the kind of person with a strong sense of morality and self-control.
He met Chen Rou when he was old, but he didn't do much. He didn't hold her hand and act like a hooligan, ask her for her phone number, or promise to buy her luxury goods, mansions, or villas. This already made him different from ordinary old men.
Of course, it's also possible that they only had a short time together, since they only met once.
But none of the things Nie Zhao was thinking about would ever happen.
Because Chen Rou is attracted to good looks, she prefers handsome men to those with money and power.
If Mr. Nie were an old man in a wheelchair, and still wanted to pursue her, please, he'd be asking for paraplegia.
Of course, what followed was just Chen Rou's inner monologue; she didn't say it aloud. After a pause, she only said, "So you can rest assured, you won't become an annoying old man, and even though you're in a wheelchair, your features are still as beautiful as they are now."
Although she has a strong heart, she has a sweet tongue and knows how to comfort people, which made Boss Nie breathe a sigh of relief.
After a long silence, he suddenly shook his head firmly: "No, Arou, I don't think so. If you really died in the Philippines, even if I didn't love you back then, I will definitely find you if I can find a way."
He paused for a moment and then said, "But there's only one person I'll ever fall in love with, and that's you, the one in the police uniform."
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