That was her punishment!
The next second, Su Wanwan opened the bedroom door, wearing a bathrobe from the Vinyona Hotel and holding her own clothes in her hand. She looked aggrieved and said, "Jiang Shengjun, I'm so hungry. My stomach keeps growling, but I have no clothes to wear. There's blood on my skirt, and the white skirt is stained and hard to wash. I'm so hungry and I don't have the strength to wash clothes."
Jiang Shengjun's mind cleared instantly, all his anger vanished, but he still had some doubts: "How could there be blood?"
Is this woman's first time?
But doesn't she... have an ex-boyfriend?
Su Wanwan didn't want to hide it from Jiang Shengjun, and rolled her eyes at him: "Isn't it normal to have blood on your first night together? My Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Shengjun took her clothes and put them in a paper bag with the Viyona Hotel logo from the wardrobe in Viyona.
He's not going to wash Su Wanwan's dress.
He wants to keep it as a souvenir!
He took out his phone and made a call to the hotel staff to send some fruit salad and bread to Su Wanwan to tide her over.
He then made another phone call to Ah Q, asking him to bring some clothes from home for Su Wanwan to change into.
Everything was taken care of.
He then realized that he hadn't finished his work.
Fortunately, the presidential suite in Viña was his private suite, and it had a spare computer.
Jiang Shengjun took out his laptop from the drawer and said to Su Wanwan, "Honey, take care of your work first. Wanwan, how about you browse Douyin for a while?"
Su Wanwan brushed past him somewhat embarrassedly, "I won't watch Douyin anymore. I'll take my clothes to wash the dirty spots and then blow-dry them."
Jiang Shengjun frowned: "Huh? Hair dryers...aren't they for drying hair? And clothes are dried in dryers?"
Su Wanwan walked over and took out the dress, saying helplessly, "President, my life has been different from yours since I was a child."
When Jiang Shengjun saw Su Wanwan take the clothes out and walk towards the bathroom, he immediately stopped her: "Wait a minute! I'm not going to wash them, give these clothes to me."
Su Wanwan: "Hmm? For you?"
No way, he's not going to wear it, is he?
That's so perverted.
The two stared at each other in silence, the air thick with awkward silence.
Jiang Shengjun didn't know what to say. Should he just tell Su Wanwan that he wanted to keep the dress as a keepsake? He felt like he was being perverted. He had to be perverted in secret and couldn't let Su Wanwan know.
The next second, Su Wanwan blurted out, "Wait, this is my first time... You don't want to keep my dress as a souvenir, do you?!"
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