"Enter the password."

Su Yang took the phone and found that he had bound her personal information to her account, and had chosen a ticket for the same flight as him, and now he was asking her to pay.

Seeing her stunned and unbelievable expression, Rong Zhan chuckled: "Why? Mrs. Rong is worried about the plane ticket money?"

Su Yang was speechless. She sat back down and pressed her fingerprint reluctantly. It wasn't that she was reluctant to spend more than a thousand yuan on the plane ticket, but she felt inexplicably controlled.

The feeling was so subtle that she found it hard to describe.

Just as he came back to his senses, a black card suddenly appeared in front of him. Su Yang looked up at him in confusion: "What?"

"In order to prevent Mrs. Rong from suffering any loss, this is a black card with no limit on the amount. Just treat it as the salary card I hand in."

Seeing her melancholy and hesitant look, Rong Zhan narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't want it?"

Seeing that he was about to take it, Su Yang reached out and took the card. Although she didn't love money, in this realistic money-oriented society, no one would be willing to go against money.

She, who has lived two lives, is no exception.

"I didn't say no." Su Yang held the card in his hand, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

It should feel good to spend my husband's money.

Rong Zhan looked at her slightly excited expression and smiled softly: "I'll go take a shower first."

"Well, don't get your hands wet."

"That's right." Rong Zhan chuckled and turned around: "How about...madam Rong help me again?"

Without saying a word, Su Yang threw his phone aside, pulled away the pillow behind him, turned off the bedside lamp, lifted the quilt, lay down, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Because of his injured right hand, Rong Zhan took a long time to take a shower. When he came out, the person on the bed had already fallen asleep. He lifted the corner of the quilt with his slender fingers, and his movements were exceptionally light.

After adjusting the pillow, Rong Zhan lay down slowly, glanced at the woman who was sleeping with her back to him, hesitated, but unexpectedly, Su Yang, who was already asleep, suddenly turned over and put her hand casually on his arm.

Rong Zhan leaned sideways, his dark eyes quietly looking at her cold and elegant face, he chuckled softly, rested her head on his arm, held her in his arms, and placed his injured hand on her waist.

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The next morning, the sky was gloomy and hazy, covered with a layer of light and fine mist. The dripping rain hit the window, forming a rain curtain, lingering on.

The heavy rain dispelled a lot of the heat from the scorching summer day, and the air seemed clearer and more ethereal.

Su Yang stood in front of the window, looking at the rain outside and took a deep breath. She quite liked rainy days. Every time it rained, she felt as if her soul was purified and even the worst mood would improve.

After a simple wash and change of clothes, Su Yang did not see Rong Zhan in the room. Instead, there were several covered plates on the dining table. She walked over, opened the lids, and found several exquisite and beautiful breakfasts inside.

Su Yang pulled out a chair and sat down. While eating, he turned on the screen of his phone and found an unread message on WeChat, which was a voice message from Rong Zhan.

"I have something to do in the morning. Please get up and have breakfast. I will come back to eat with you at noon."

She gently tapped the voice message with her finger, and the low, mellow and pleasant voice sounded lightly in the room and fell into her ears.

Su Yang curled the corners of his lips, put down his phone, ate his breakfast carefully, and asked the hotel waiter to take away the plate. He ordered a cup of coffee and picked up a book at random from the bookcase in the room. It was Jostein Gaarder's "Sophie's World". He lay on the beauty couch in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and began to read it.

Quiet and beautiful.

As it approached noon, the rain was getting heavier instead of letting up. Su Yang felt a little tired and a little bored, so he closed the book, got up and moved around, went to the room to pack up his things, and also sorted out Rong Zhan's suitcase.

It was Rong Zhan who called.

"In the room?"

As soon as the call was connected, a man's voice came out through the microphone.

"Yeah." Su Yang replied calmly: "Are you done?"

"Come to the 17th floor."

Su Yang didn't understand the structure of the hotel. After leaving the room, he took the elevator directly to the 17th floor that Rong Zhan mentioned. It was the hotel's restaurant. The overall style was mainly Baroque, with rich colors yet luxurious and elegant.

As soon as he walked in, Su Yang caught sight of Rong Zhan sitting by the window and walked straight over to him.

When she got closer, Su Yang thanked the waiter who helped her pull out the chair. She saw that he was standing with his legs crossed, holding a tablet in his hands, looking at the screen with an obvious contemptuous smile in his eyes, and stroking his fingers in the air gently.

"What are you looking at?"

Su Yang took a sip of water and asked casually.

"It's an interesting thing, do you want to see it?" Rong Zhan raised his eyes, with a somewhat unruly and playful arc at the corner of his mouth.

"No." Seeing his expression, Su Yang suddenly withdrew her gaze and looked at the menu: "Have you ordered?"

"It's clicked." Rong Zhan raised his eyebrows and placed the tablet in front of her: "Take a look."

Su Yang glanced at him and picked up the tablet suspiciously. There was a video on it that was only about two minutes long. She tapped it and the picture that popped up made her dumbfounded.

"What are you doing?"

"Ten days ago, I had someone pass the script to your sister, and she happily accepted the role of the second female lead."

Su Yang's eyes flashed with surprise: "She also accepted the scene where she was beaten up by the heroine? Is she crazy?"

"Before filming started, she changed her script. Plus, last time she tampered with your tire, I stopped all her announcements. If she wants to continue in the entertainment industry, she will definitely not miss this script."

Su Yang's face was stunned for a moment. He looked at the man sitting opposite him in a trance, and his heart was slightly touched.

It turned out that he remembered all the grievances she had suffered and helped her pay them back one by one.

It feels good to be protected and cared for by others.

It's just that his method was a bit too cruel. He first cut off all of Su Mo's escape routes, then gave her hope again, and then crushed her hope.

However, a lunatic like Su Mo really should be taught a lesson, otherwise he will never learn his lesson.

"You have revised this book, is that okay?"

"It's okay, I just changed a few small plot points. Her character in the drama was already quite bad, so it's understandable that she got beaten up. It can be regarded as filling the anger in the hearts of the audience at that time!"

Su Yang covered her lips and laughed. After watching the video, she returned the tablet to him: "Well, after watching it, it's still quite refreshing." After a pause, she added: "Thank you, for your trouble."

Our President Rong is a ruthless man who doesn't talk much. He will do whatever he wants. He has the ability to make money.

(End of this chapter)