Yan Yirou shook her head decisively: "No!"
Before he could speak, she tilted her head back slightly to change the subject: "Honey, let's have a seafood feast tonight, and then take lots of pictures of the food to make them drool, hehehe~"
Gu Chenye, tired of seafood, said, "Whatever makes you happy."
"Yeah, I'm happy doing anything with my husband by my side~"
Yan Yirou was always ready to launch sweet-coated bullets at him.
"Let's have dinner a little later tonight," Gu Chenye said, carrying her like a child as he walked towards the bedroom.
Yan Yirou's beautiful eyes widened: "..."
Is he planning to do *that* in broad daylight?
No, no, that's not a good idea, is it?
He's gone astray!
A groundhog's squeal echoed in Yan Yirou's mind...
???
Imperial City.
After leaving the hospital, Rongrong drove Xiaomei back to her residence and gave her a two-week leave without deducting her salary.
Xiao Mei was unaware that Hua Rong Ju had been vandalized and refused to take such a long break.
Rongrong won by saying, "If you want to stay at Hua Rong Ju, then listen to me."
Xiaomei's roommate was extremely envious of her; she didn't have to work and still got a salary. She really wanted a boss like that!
"I only suffered a minor injury and I feel like I'll be fine tomorrow, but the store manager told me to rest for half a month. I feel like I'm taking advantage of the store manager..." Xiaomei added that she had fallen from a peach tree in her hometown before and it was much more serious than this, but she still went to work in the fields the next day.
Her roommate patted her on the shoulder: "Capitalists will never suffer losses, so we don't need to worry about them. Let's think about how to stay in this city."
They are not locals. Because of their low level of education, they cannot get into big companies and are not technically skilled. So they can only save a little money each month by living frugally.
Xiao Mei loves flowers, and Hua Rong Ju is nearby. She applied for the job with a try-it-out mentality, but now she feels a sense of belonging to Hua Rong Ju.
The shop manager not only taught her how to grow flowers, but also how to arrange them. Even if she couldn't stay in the capital city in the future, she would have a skill to use when she returned to her hometown and could open her own small flower shop.
Xiao Mei was very grateful to Rong Rong.
In less than five minutes, Rongrong returned to Huarong Residence.
Seeing the mess in Hua Rong Ju, where all her hard work had been ruined, Rong Rong's face was cold, as if covered with frost.
She pursed her lips tightly, first went to the storeroom to take out new flowerpots, poured in nutrient soil and Osmocote slow-release fertilizer, and then planted one flower after another from the ground into the flowerpots.
However, many flowers still died because their roots were trampled.
She had many varieties of amaryllis in her shop. Amaryllis was originally the first choice for lazy gardeners because it was extremely hardy. But now, she couldn't find a single intact amaryllis bulb. All the amaryllis bulbs had been deliberately trampled to pieces, and the blooming flowers had been knocked to the ground and mixed in with the soil.
She knew it was because she had suffered an undeserved misfortune.
Rongrong's eyes turned red as she watched.
By the time she finished tidying up Hua Rong Ju, it was already past midnight. She hadn't eaten yet and had long forgotten about being hungry.
Rongrong didn't eat anything, took a shower, and went to sleep.
She didn't check her phone and was unaware that her former friends had sent her numerous messages.
But tonight, many more people in Xizhou City are staying up all night.
There is no other reason.
Ji Mingjing, the head of the Ji family, danced with the daughter of the Zeng family at a charity gala!
This is equivalent to a signal.
Everyone guessed that the head of the Ji family was planning to get married, so the socialites and young ladies who liked him were all trying their best to marry him and become the head of the family's wife!
Even Ji Kong was startled.
How did we end up dancing?
After the charity banquet ended, on the way back to the Ji family, Ji Kong couldn't help but turn back: "Patriarch, the Imperial City..."
At this moment, Ji Ming was in excruciating pain from the camera lens, and his tone revealed impatience: "Don't bother me."
Ji Kong had no choice but to swallow back the words "something happened".
About forty minutes later, the car arrived at the Ji family mansion.
The main residence where Ji Mingjing lives is named Wuyayuan, which comes from the poem "There is a path to the mountain of books, and diligence is the way; the sea of learning is boundless, and hard work is the boat." The ancestors believed that the traditional culture of Huaguo, which has a history of five thousand years, is a treasure of art and is profound and extensive. As the head of the family, he should set an example. Only by being a knowledgeable and virtuous person can he lead the Ji family to a better future.
The mansion is a five-courtyard complex, equivalent to an ancient royal palace, covering a large area and complete with pavilions, towers, corridors, waterside pavilions, rockeries, bamboo groves, and more.
Although each courtyard is independent, they are interconnected.
Wuyayuan is located in the central courtyard.
Ji Mingjing walked along the corridor, the night breeze gently dispelling the smell of alcohol from his body.
Ji Kong followed closely behind.
Suddenly, Ji Mingjing asked, "What happened to the Imperial City?"
Ji Kong was taken aback at first, then reported: "Something happened at Hua Rong Residence. Someone accused Miss Rongrong of intentionally injuring someone, and Miss Rongrong has been taken to the police station."
Ji Mingjing stopped in his tracks.
"Why didn't you say so sooner!"
He received a message at the banquet saying that Hua Rong Ju had been vandalized.
Because he was distracted for a moment, the Zeng family's daughter took advantage of his distraction.
The charity gala was hosted by the Zeng family. Since he was attending, he should at least give the Zeng family some face. It was just a dance, nothing more.
However, the other party did not mention that Rongrong was taken to the police station.
"..."
Ji Kong cried out in his heart, "I wanted to speak up sooner, but you wouldn't let me!"
Ji Mingjing gave him a cool look: "What's the situation now?"
Ji Kong felt a chill run down his spine.
"We can't get through to Miss Rongrong's phone, and we don't know the specific situation yet."
Ji Mingjing frowned and told him to contact the male employee in the store.
"Is he someone you arranged?" Ji Kong asked in surprise.
Seeing his expression of 'I didn't know,' Ji Mingjing scoffed: 'That's what they said, I forgot.'
At the same time, send the number to his phone and continue walking forward.
Ji Kong: "..."
He couldn't help but ask, "You really don't remember at all? But you still seem to care a lot about Miss Rongrong."
Ji Mingjing gave a very compelling reason: "Hua Rong Ju is my business, and she is an employee, just like you. If something happens to you, I will also care."
Ji Kong felt she had never been so speechless.
Can't we just hope for something good in him?
Pshaw, he won't get into any trouble.
Ji Kong called the male employee and quickly learned from him that Rongrong had been released from the police station and that a sign outside Hua Rong Ju read "Undergoing renovations, temporarily closed."
Because the door was closed, the male employee did not see Ms. Rongrong and therefore did not know her condition.
But he learned from Xiao Mei that Miss Rongrong was very angry.
People will be angry no matter whose shop is vandalized.
After Ji Kong had a basic understanding of the situation, he reported to the head of the family.
However, Ji Mingjing only said, "I understand."
Then they went upstairs to rest.
Ji Kong was left standing there, thinking to himself: Will the patriarch's memories ever return? What if he can't remember...?
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