Ruan Jiujiu was a little worried: "It's so hot, I'd better go to the hospital."
Cheng Juan closed his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse: "I won't go."
On weekdays, Cheng Juan would always talk about whether to go east or west, pointing to where to hit, and today he was particularly disobedient. Ruan Jiujiu had no choice but to persuade him, "You have a fever, it's better to go to the hospital, what if it gets worse?"
Cheng Juan just repeated a sentence.
"No."
Ruan Jiujiu rubbed his hair in annoyance: "Okay, then you lie on the bed first, and if the fever doesn't subside after a few hours, can we go to the hospital for emergency treatment?"
After a long time, Cheng Juan murmured in response.
His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were sleepy, and even he was dazed and kind of cute.
When Ruan Jiujiu wanted to drag him up—
Cute ass! Why is it so heavy! Is he the reincarnation of Weight!
Ruan Jiujiu helped Cheng Juan up with difficulty, and found that he usually looked thin and tall, but now he was so heavy that Ruan Jiujiu could hardly breathe. Ruan Jiujiu gritted his teeth, and carried Cheng Juan forward like he was carrying rice.
"I really... put all my energy into breastfeeding..."
The dazed Cheng Juan slightly opened his eyelids: "Pure milk? Yogurt?"
Ruan Jiujiu: "..."
Whenever it's about eating, this bastard is so sober!
Her mind was full of complaints about Cheng Juan, and seeing that he endured it when he was sick, she finally put Cheng Juan on his single bed when she was about to be exhausted. Cheng Juan's powerless look looked pitiful, Ruan Jiujiu wet a towel, wiped his forehead, and wiped his palms to make him feel better.
Cheng Juan's fingers were beautiful, with slender and straight bones. Ruan Jiujiu rubbed them and looked at them over and over.
She fed Cheng Juan two cups of warm water, took antipyretic medicine, and finally was able to sit beside her and take a rest.
At this time, Ruan Jiujiu began to look at Cheng Juan's room.
Since she came to this world, she still doesn't know what Cheng Juan's room looks like. What disappointed Ruan Jiujiu was that there were no figures, pornographic magazines and CDs, and no masturbation cup. On the contrary, Cheng Juan's room was very clean. A bed, two computers, chairs, and a bookcase were basically all his configurations.
The books on the bookcase have no manga, no anecdotes, most of which Ruan Jiujiu can't read.
The most familiar one is "The Little Prince" on the highest floor. Ruan Jiujiu really didn't expect Cheng Juan to like to read such a book. She looked around, then returned to Cheng Juan's bed, and wiped his forehead with a towel again.
Cheng Juan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly grabbed Ruan Jiujiu's wrist.
Ruan Jiujiu was startled by this act of fraudulent corpse: "What are you doing!"
His hand was very strong, and he held on to Ruan Jiujiu's wrist tightly. The temperature of his palm was very high, and it was more than enough to wrap his fingers around her slender wrist easily. Ruan Jiujiu was a little dazed, not knowing what Cheng Juan wanted to do.
At this moment, Cheng Juan slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at Ruan Jiujiu, there seemed to be many complicated emotions in those long and narrow eyes, and Ruan Jiujiu couldn't tell them clearly for a while.
"I… "
Ruan Jiujiu couldn't help becoming nervous: "What?"
"I want... to eat dumplings." His voice was hoarse, and he struggled to finish a few words, and the strength in his hands loosened.
Ruan Jiujiu: "..."
Cheng Juan thought for a while in a daze, and added: "Mutton stuffed..."
His words were immediately interrupted.
"You have a fever and eat mutton, do you want to die on the spot!"
Ruan Jiujiu deeply felt that Cheng Juan had the ability to piss her off.
Cheng Juan was a little disappointed.
"Then shrimp dumplings."
Ruan Jiujiu asked quietly: "... Would you like to taste the smell of the dishcloth?"
…
Cheng Juan didn't get the dumplings as he wished, but he was also very satisfied with the preserved egg and lean meat porridge with a small dish of refreshing side dishes.
Ruan Jiujiu watched him cheer up, the temperature on his forehead gradually receded, and finally he was relieved.
While Cheng Juan was eating, Ruan Jiujiu thought about Qu Wei's incident, leaned on his chin and asked cautiously: "Well... will you inherit your father's company in the future?"
Forgive her for asking directly, they don't have much love as husband and wife anymore.
Cheng Juan paused when he was scooping up the porridge, and replied softly, "No."
Ruan Jiujiu sighed: "You are really anxious to death, people are rushing to the door, and you are still not warm."
She was silent for a moment.
Ruan Jiujiu was ready to divorce a long time ago, but this day came earlier than she expected.
"Let me be blunt. Qu Wei asked me for your shares. I know you don't want to fight with her. You may not even want the shares, but you still have to eat, so I promise that as long as you can give me more after the divorce Three million, and two houses will be given, you need money more than me, I only need one house, and I will give you the rest."
She still has 700,000 yuan, which is enough to live on her own for a long time, and the house can be lived in and cashed in.
Cheng Juan suddenly raised his head.
"Give me?"
"Yes, I can't spend that much money, you still worry about yourself. You can almost kill yourself with a cold..." Ruan Jiujiu rolled his eyes angrily.
Cheng Juan stared at her blankly. His long and narrow eyes were lifted up slightly, the pupils of his eyes were dark and full of expression, which was something Ruan Jiujiu rarely saw, and it was different from his usual dull eyes. He was silent for a long time, and repeated again: "For me?"
Ruan Jiujiu: "Are you possessed by a repeater?"
Cheng Juan didn't answer her question, but went on to ask, "Why?"
"Just repay your kindness for letting me eat and drink for free and give me money. Is this reason sufficient? But, in the final analysis, the money is yours, and I just took advantage of it."
"If you have no questions, it happens that the original divorce contract is in my drawer, and I will sign it later."
After Ruan Jiujiu said such a long series of words, Cheng Juan finally put down the spoon in his hand.
His tone was calm and gentle.
"No divorce."
Ruan Jiujiu: "Huh? If you don't get a divorce, you will support me."
"Ok."
Ruan Jiujiu was stunned: "Huh?"
"I have savings."
Ruan Jiujiu stretched out his hand: "Half a million? One million? Two million? There shouldn't be five million!"
Cheng Juan looked at her restless appearance, afraid of scaring her, so he hummed calmly: "There are still two houses." Therefore, she should not worry about the two houses that Qu Wei gave her.
In fact... two zeros have to be added to the deposit, and then doubled several times.
Ruan Jiujiu was shocked: "I really didn't expect you to be so rich!"
Cheng's father's company has been in business for so many years, and the total annual income is no more than his monthly income. The gap is too large. Cheng Juan never felt that the shares he held were such a large sum of money. This money is not enough for him to develop a game.
In his eyes, Qu Wei is like a clown jumping up and down, racking her brains for a little money, showing her ugliness.
He hid it too well. In other words, Cheng's father and Qu Wei didn't think he could achieve anything from the beginning to the end. In their hearts, he was a waste of nothing, and they didn't bother to pay attention to what he was doing.
This also made them miss a shocking secret—
In their eyes, there is nothing in the bag, and listed companies have already been valued at billions. It's only been a few years.
Ruan Jiujiu was startled.
"My God! Is this the savings left to you by your aunt?" She could only think of this one reason.
Cheng Juan was silent for a moment.
"Ok."
Ruan Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. If you are a big boss, then I must move out." She is most afraid of trouble and doesn't want to interfere with other people's affairs. If Cheng Juan does business by himself, the situation will become very complicated up.
Cheng Juan's eyes wandered for a moment: "..."
Thinking of this, Ruan Jiujiu was not in a hurry.
She asked: "Then I still send money as usual every month?"
Cheng Juan was very calm: "Double, including food expenses."
Ruan Jiujiu: "Okay, I'll cook for you if you have a full feast!"
Cheng Juan immediately caught the key words: "Full banquet? What's there?"
Ruan Jiujiu: "... Then what, do you have a bowl of porridge?"
As for what will happen to Cheng's father's company and how Qu Wei will respond, Ruan Jiujiu has no idea.
The next day, another piece of good news came.
Cheng's father's company encountered capital problems. It happened that a serious problem was exposed in a project. It was on the hot search, and some investors withdrew their funds. Following the sharp drop in the stock price, the shares immediately shrank by at least half.
Suffering such a severe injury suddenly, Cheng's father was so anxious that he couldn't sleep day and night, and Qu Wei cried even more.
Her stake! her money! It's gone before you get it!
For this reason, Qu Wei, who was usually obedient and considerate, suddenly turned into a dominatrix, arguing with Cheng's father every day, and her heart ached so much that she wanted to bite hard.
The exposed true face made Cheng's father extremely shocked, but painful.
The company experienced downsizing and shrinking, but fortunately, it did not lose too much, and it would not go bankrupt. Cheng's father was in a state of desperation, he just wanted to maintain the company's last step, so he couldn't care about what his son was doing.
Cheng Juan's cold was mostly healed the next day.
Ruan Jiujiu is rich and confident, so he decides to treat Cheng Juan with a good meal.
Cheng Juan received a message from Tu Nan.
[Boss, do you want to withdraw the last investment? ]
Cheng Juan tapped with his fingertips.
[no need. ]
The author has something to say: Ruan Jiujiu: It's nice to have money!
Cheng Juan: So, the banquet of Man Han...
Ruan Jiujiu: Shut up :)