Jiang Yunzhi couldn't accept it if it were Shen Xuzhou.
The big boss is indeed a big boss; with that kind of unwillingness to suffer losses, he deserves to make money.
A large, warm hand covered her lower abdomen, and Jiang Yunzhi couldn't help but shrink back slightly, feeling a tingling, itchy sensation where it was touched.
"It itches." Jiang Yunzhi grasped Yan Wenjing's hand and slowly closed her eyes.
After a while, Yan Wenjing stopped what he was doing, brushed her hair aside, and buried his soft cheek in the pillow.
Jiang Yunzhi fell asleep.
Yan Wenjing smiled, straightened her pajamas, and covered her with the blanket.
The bedside lamp was turned off.
--"good evening."
...
"Butler Chen, have I gained weight?" Jiang Yunzhi asked.
Butler Chen glanced at the weighing scale, "..."
"No, that's not true. Your wife isn't fat at all."
Jiang Yunzhi nodded. "Then the scale must be broken. Send it for repair."
Butler Chen wondered to himself: Is it possible that the problem isn't with the scale?
As an all-around housekeeper with an annual salary of three million, Butler Chen is very professional and knows what to say and what not to say.
He immediately sent someone to send the scale for repair, and said he would return it whenever his wife lost weight.
Jiang Yunzhi decided to go to the gym, and her colleagues also got gym memberships and went to the gym once a week.
After putting on her workout clothes, Jiang Yunzhi worked out in the gym, sweating profusely.
...
Yan Wenjing entered the living room.
Butler Chen reflexively chuckled and said, "Sir, Madam is at the gym."
Yan Wenjing: "When did I say I wanted to see her?"
Butler Chen chuckled: "..."
Damn conditioned reflexes.
Watching Yan Wenjing go upstairs, a phrase suddenly popped into my mind: "Men may not admit it with their mouths, but their bodies tell a lot."
Uh... I just realized.
He should read fewer CEO romance novels.
bathroom.
With a thud, Jiang Yunzhi fell to the ground.
"ah."
After finishing my workout and taking a shower, I unexpectedly got a leg cramp and slipped and fell.
Yan Wenjing heard the noise and asked, "Jiang Yunzhi, what's wrong?"
Jiang Yunzhi reacted as if she had met a savior: "I'm in trouble, I fell."
The next second, the man opened the bathroom door, walked in, and carried her to the bed.
Jiang Yunzhi's back ached terribly, and she shed tears as wide as noodles, sobbing.
"Don't all of you domineering CEOs have a doctor friend?"
Yan Wenjing: "..."
That's what he said, and he did have one, but the other person was a man, so it wasn't appropriate.
Yan Wenjing called over a female doctor; the large sum of money he spends on the medical team every year should be put to good use.
The female doctor examined Jiang Yunzhi and found that her injuries were not serious and no bones were broken, but the bruises looked frightening.
After using the pain-relieving spray, Jiang Yunzhi felt much better.
The female doctor instructed: "Mr. Yan, apply this medicine to your back and massage it in, twice a day. The bruise should disappear in about a week."
Jiang Yunzhi wanted the maid to help her apply the medicine.
Yan Wenjing: "No need, I can handle it."
"..." Jiang Yunzhi had a "Are you serious?" look on her face.
Yan Wenjing calmly replied, "You were drunk on the day of the engagement banquet, so I changed you into your nightgown."
Jiang Yunzhi was shocked to hear this.
What? It was the big boss who replaced it? Not the maid?
Sure enough, even after he stripped naked, the big boss didn't react at all.
Jiang Yunzhi wrinkled her nose. It wasn't that she lacked charm; it was a problem with her "big boss" persona.
Since that's the case, she didn't need to be coy. She changed into a backless halter-neck nightgown, lay on the bed, and enjoyed the services of the big boss. "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Yan."
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, it hurts, be gentle..."
Jiang Yunzhi hummed and hawed.
After a while, the medicine was applied.
She was about to turn around.
"Don't move." The man's voice was unusually hoarse.
"?" Jiang Yunzhi obediently didn't move.
"Bang." The bathroom door slammed shut.
Yan Wenjing leaned against the door, tilting his head slightly back. Something exploded inside him, and his usual coldness and self-control crumbled instantly. He felt a surge of scalding heat.
The man's prominent Adam's apple bobbed rapidly. He looked down and, surprisingly...
"Mr. Yan, what's wrong?" Jiang Yunzhi's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.
"Click." She turned the bathroom doorknob.
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