After gently wiping the tears from Shen Zhenzhen's face, Feng Xijue said to her.
"Are you crying like this? Are you in pain all over? If you don't want to talk to me, you can type on your phone."
Then, he also put the phone in Shen Zhenzhen’s hand.
After stroking her eyes to make her vision clear, Shen Zhenzhen unlocked her phone and spoke to Feng Xijue in text.
[Uncle, you deserve to have a wife! ]
Although this uncle is not a love-minded person, he is really considerate!
He prepared brown sugar water for her and massaged her waist. Although he was a quiet person, he kept asking her if she felt any discomfort.
After reading what Shen Zhenzhen typed, Master Feng San's expression was a little complicated: "..."
What do you mean he deserves to have a wife? That’s just an insult to him!
Because many people don't want to get married now, so he deserves to have a wife, but isn't Shen Zhenzhen scolding herself as well?
Sure enough, there is a huge generation gap between him and Shen Zhenzhen!
After putting the phone back on the bedside table, Shen Zhenzhen said with her back to Feng Xijue.
"Uncle, my stomach doesn't hurt, but my waist is a little sore. Can you continue to massage me?"
Feng Xijue didn't say whether it was okay or not, and continued to massage Shen Zhenzhen's waist and asked her, "Do you have a headache?"
"It was a little painful at first, but it stopped hurting after I drank the milk tea. Humph~ I still haven't forgiven you for throwing my milk tea into the trash can!"
Without reasoning with Shen Zhenzhen, Feng Xijue followed her words and asked.
"Then what do I have to do to make you forgive me?"
Shen Zhenzhen thought for a moment and said, "I'll punish you by ordering milk tea takeout for me for a week! You are not allowed to let Special Assistant Chen or your secretary do it for you!"
Feng Xijue: "..."
You can't ask them to help you order, but you can let them give pointers from the side.
I believe his secretaries must know which milk tea is delicious, hygienic and healthy.
Shen Zhenzhen turned her head and looked at Feng Xijue, her eyes curved with a smile, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent!"
"Um."
The corners of her eyes were red as Shen Zhenzhen spoke word by word.
"Feng Xijue, you must live alive. You are not allowed to die before I die!"
Master Feng San, who felt that this topic was jumping a bit too far, said: "..."
However, he did not stop massaging Shen Zhenzhen's waist.
Before Shen Zhenzhen fell asleep, she murmured to herself, "Feng Xijue, you are so dedicated..."
She asked him to massage her waist, and he kept doing it. He was more dedicated than the masseur!
His hands were big and warm, and Shen Zhenzhen slept soundly until dawn.
Just seeing the bright sunshine outside made her feel much better than yesterday.
Then, Shen Zhenzhen discovered that Feng Xijue's overly beautiful hand was still on her slender waist.
Thinking of how Feng Xijue had been massaging her waist last night, Shen Zhenzhen felt a little better.
It feels so good to be cared for and pampered by others. It makes her feel that her period is not that difficult to endure!
She smiled sweetly and said to Feng Xijue, "Good morning."
"Is your waist still hurting?" Feng Xijue asked while massaging Shen Zhenzhen's waist.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you for massaging me. I can pay you!" Shen Zhenzhen is not the kind of person who would get something for free.
Feng Xijue pinched her face lightly, "You want to give me money?"
Shen Zhenzhen nodded and said, "Yes! Although you are not short of money, it doesn't mean that I can disrespect your labor!"
"You mean, I have to pay you for giving me acupuncture and preparing medicinal food for me?"
After hearing what Feng Xijue said, Shen Zhenzhen felt that she had also contributed labor.
"Then we can be considered as helping each other. However, you still have to order milk tea takeout for me for a week. You know the address of my company, right?"
"Um."
"You can order it for me at two or three in the afternoon, so that I can have it as afternoon tea."
Feng Xijue: "..."
Seeing Shen Zhenzhen get out of bed nimbly and wash up very quickly, Feng Xijue believed that her waist pain was no longer there.
During breakfast, Shen Zhenzhen also had a good appetite.
Tang Jing's foot has almost healed, but she stayed up late last night to write a script and is still getting her beauty sleep.
As soon as the car stopped at S Entertainment, Shen Zhenzhen saw Lu Qi who was already waiting for her.
She was completely different from the Shen Zhenzhen who could hardly walk yesterday. After getting off the car, she walked quickly towards Lu Qi, and the two of them were talking and laughing.
Feng Xijue, who had checked the information last night, knew that Shen Zhenzhen had survived the disaster and was "alive" again!
However, after Shen Zhenzhen entered the meeting room, she became stern and serious again.
Very good, just like yesterday, no one dared to bang the desk or argue with her.
But they all urged her kindly to quickly decide on a new project, otherwise the company would close down.
Shen Zhenzhen wanted to finalize a new project more than anyone else in the company, but the scripts she saw were worse than the last.
She had begun to understand why the senior executives had designated such a common script as an S-level project.
Although it looks cliché, at least it's watchable.
The script that Shen Zhenzhen was reading at the moment was, to put it nicely, a period drama, but in reality, apart from eating and sleeping, she just worked in the fields every day.
There aren't even a billion contradictions or conflicts at all; it can't even be called a diary!
Shen Zhenzhen, who hadn't had a lunch break to begin with, was so sleepy after seeing this script that she almost started to question her life.
Feng Xijue was much more energetic than her because he was looking at the delicious, hygienic and healthy milk tea shop that Chen Wei had learned about from his secretary.
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