"That's what you're used to."
Song Wanwan is even more arrogant than him.
Indeed, she was spoiled by him to the point of being a bit overbearing.
Such a favored child of heaven, a man admired by everyone, only takes good care of her.
Which woman can not fall?
However, after Song Wanwan finished speaking, he immediately became more sober.
The relationship between them has not yet reached such an outrageous level.
"I'm just kidding. I will work hard and will never let Brother Rong down. You're such a good boss."
Song Wanwan joked.
Rong Luchi's expression remained calm, he just gave her a look that said "you understand it yourself".
Song Wanwan was discharged from the hospital at noon.
Transferred to the private hospital contacted by Rong Luchi.
At first, Song Wanwan thought it was too expensive and disagreed.
It was only after Rong Luchi said that she was entitled to the treatment due to work-related injuries that Song Wanwan happily accepted it.
After all, private hospitals for the nobility are not something that ordinary people can afford.
"Your phone is broken, I replaced it with a new one and installed the card for you."
Rong Luchi suddenly took out a new pink cell phone from his suit pocket.
"Wow, is this a company subsidy? I can't afford it." Song Wanwan's hands and feet were inconvenient, but that didn't stop her from speaking harshly.
It's just half a month's salary for her. How luxurious.
"How else can I ask you for money? Can you be richer than me?"
Rong Luchi glanced at her with his deep eyes.
After hearing this, Song Wanwan was completely confused.
But she was also a little curious.
She asked curiously when Rong Luchi put the phone in her pocket.
"So how much money do you have? Is it true that you're worth hundreds of billions?"
"Interested in my money?"
Rong Luchi leaned back in the car seat with his long legs folded, his eyes slightly narrowed, glancing lazily at Song Wanwan beside him.
"Yes, a vulgar person like me not only covets your money, but also your sex."
Song Wanwan was not vague at all.
Rong Luchi sneered and reached out to flick her forehead.
"You are the one who has the will but not the courage to steal."
"Hmm? Are you questioning me?"
Now it was Song Wanwan's turn to look at him with her cat eyes narrowed and her head tilted.
Rong Luchi smiled but said nothing.
Song Wanwan felt more and more that his smile was questioning and provoking her!
But I couldn't resist his staring eyes.
Forget it, Song Wanwan sat down, looked out the window, and pretended nothing had happened.
She gave in.
…
As a result of a work-related injury, Song Wanwan was hospitalized at a private hospital. When he saw the ward that looked like a presidential suite, he was completely stunned.
"Is this a hospital? My God, the best hotels I've ever stayed in aren't this luxurious!"
A designer’s occupational disease is to judge the materials used in design and decoration at a glance.
This luxurious and light-luxury ward also has a bedroom, a swimming pool, and a sky garden...
All kinds of ornaments and decorations are imported from big brands, or are domestic high-end private custom-made.
“This is too luxurious!”
"Take good care of yourself. I will go to the company during the day and come to accompany you at night."
Rong Luchi put Song Wanwan on the soft big bed.
The 1.5-meter hospital bed yesterday was the largest she had ever seen.
This soft bed with a high-end mattress is more comfortable than the one she sleeps on at home.
"Mr. President, can I apply to stay a few more days? I feel uncomfortable in my hands and feet.
To avoid any sequelae that might prevent me from being able to paint, I think I'll need to be hospitalized for at least half a month for observation."
Song Wanwan lay down as he wished, and all the cells in his body were expanded.
What a wonderful environment.
"You're useless." Rong Luchi stood up and pinched her face.
Song Wanwan bit her in pain.
Fortunately, Rong Luchi withdrew his hand quickly and was not bitten by her.
However, after pulling his hand back, he took advantage of Song Wanwan's inattention and flicked her little face from behind.
The force was not strong, but it was a bit teasing.
Song Wanwan couldn't move his hands and feet and could only be bullied by him.
"I'll ask your sister to come and keep you company."
"She's very busy. No need. I can be hospitalized by myself. The treatment here is so good."
"Who will help you pull up your pants when you go to the toilet?"
Song Wanwan: "..."
She really hadn't thought about this question.
She felt embarrassed to go to the toilet in the morning, so she went when Rong Luchi was out.
Endure the pain and pull up your belt.
I was almost told by the doctor that I was ignorant.
"Well, okay, I'll call Mianmian."
"I asked Jiang Mo to contact her and give her three days off so she can come and stay with you during the day."
"Um?"
"Her company is owned by Jiang Mo."
"Oh my god! But I heard from Mu Sen that she got angry and yelled at Jiang Mo yesterday."
"Don't tell her that Jiang Mo is his boss."
"Then what will you do if Mianmianhu gets angry and messes with you, Jiang Mo?"
In fact, Zhou Mianmian is not a full-time photographer.
She also has her own small studio.
It was just starting out and the business wasn't very good, so her brother was managing it.
"Jiang Mo looks like a dandy boy, but I didn't expect him to have such outstanding work abilities."
"You are the first one to praise his outstanding work ability." Rong Luchi curled his lips and smiled.
"Your smile makes it seem like he's a worthless idiot."
"Not really, it's still somewhat useful." Rong Luchi raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.
"It's getting late. I have to go to a meeting at the company. She will be here soon. If you need anything, please see the doctor. I will come after get off work."
Rong Luchi gave detailed instructions.
"Okay, go get busy."
"Yeah." Rong Luchi put down his hand and glanced at Song Wanwan.
The two of them looked at each other unexpectedly.
Song Wanwan was a little confused, as if asking, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Rong Luchi took a deep breath and didn't ask for anything else: "I'm leaving."
After saying that, he still stood by the bed without turning around.
As if waiting for Song Wanwan to express his opinion.
For example, showing some concern or giving a hug.
But Song Wanwan is just a little fool.
After blinking, he urged, "Time is running out, hurry up and get to work."
What is this person doing standing there staring at her?
Watching with eager eyes.
"Yeah." Rong Luchi saw that she didn't understand at all.
With a calm and handsome face, he turned around neatly and walked out with his long legs.
"What's wrong? You don't look well again."
There was a hint of confusion on Song Wanwan's cool and pretty face.
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