Chapter 382: Picked Up by My Boyfriend (Update 1)



Chapter 382: Picked Up by My Boyfriend (Update 1)

Shen Wenqian: “…”

He looked at the photo of Xi Jiu's neck covered with strawberries and let out a deep breath.

Ruan Xiaoqi...has really good teeth.

Manager Shen, who is exhausted every day, doesn't want to talk to the artist named Ruan, who is full of the sour smell of love.

He quickly finished discussing the new song with her, then slammed the office door shut with a stern face.

Ruan Qi, who was thrown out of the door: "..."

I was sad for two seconds.

Then I was happily picked up by my boyfriend! ~

Ruan Qi got into the car, and before she even sat down, Xi Jiu hugged her in his arms and gave her a deep kiss.

After the kiss, the two of them hugged each other endlessly as if they hadn't seen each other for eight hundred years.

The Rolls-Royce, carrying the sour smell of love, slowly drove into Yu Garden and stopped outside the villa.

The little girl held the mirror and checked the concealer on her neck again with concern.

Well, it's perfect, you can't tell at all~

The little girl put away the small mirror with confidence and kissed the man on the mouth.

"Jiujiu, I'm going back. Send me a WeChat message when you get home."

Xi Jiu kissed her back and said "hmm" lovingly.

The little girl waved her little paws and jumped out of the car with her backpack on her back.

Not until her figure disappeared into the villa did the driver in front finally open the barrier.

"Boss, are we going back to the old house directly?"

Xi Jiu didn't say anything.

He glanced in the direction of the little girl's bedroom, and a faint light appeared in his deep black eyes.

Ruan Qi used the key to open the front door, and just as she walked into the house, she heard a burst of hearty laughter.

"Who's back?" Nie Heng's clear, youthful voice came from the living room.

"It's me." Ruan Qi glanced at the shoes on the ground, "Little Dog, are there any guests coming?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wheelchair slowly rolled out from the living room.

Ruan Qi saw the person in the wheelchair and asked in surprise, "Grandpa Yuan?"

Yuan Shurong, the old man the little girl rescued in the park when she went out to buy soy sauce on the day she moved.

Later, Yuan Shurong came with his son Yuan Yi to express his gratitude, and happened to meet Wen Lu.

Wen Lu recognized Yuan Shurong at a glance as China's number one piano master and a highly respected figure.

Yuan Shurong was very grateful to Ruan Qi for saving his life and asked her to cure his illness.

Ruan Qi readily agreed.

However, because she had to film on weekdays, the task of treatment was given to Nie Heng.

Under Nie Heng's treatment, Yuan Shurong's health improved and his relationship with the Ruan family became closer and closer.

He looked at the little girl in front of him and smiled kindly, "Busy man, it's getting harder and harder to see you now."

Ruan Qi smiled embarrassedly.

She quickly took off her coat and reached out to feel the old man's pulse.

"Grandpa Yuan is recovering well," the little girl said with a smile. "I'll have Xiaogou adjust the treatment plan later, focusing on consolidation."

Yuan Shurong smiled and nodded: "It's all up to you."

The little girl curled her lips sweetly and pushed him back to the living room.

Nie Heng went to the kitchen and brought her a cup of warm milk.

"Sister, Brother Nan has to work overtime at the company. It's just the two of us having dinner tonight. What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." The little girl refilled Yuan Shurong's tea. "I'll eat whatever you cook. Grandpa Yuan, have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten." Yuan Shurong took the teacup and patted her wrist. "Don't be busy yet. I have something to tell you."

As he spoke, he put down his teacup and said in a slightly depressed tone, "Xiao Qi, that Wen Lu... is she on good terms with your family?"

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