There were rumors about Jiacheng's scandal outside, saying that the boss of the company had finally shown up. The rumors were so mysterious that Tu Nan was also very busy.
Cheng Juan's photo was exposed, and while the entire Internet was in an uproar, they all focused on one point—damn! Is Boss Jiacheng so pretty? The paparazzi's high profile didn't even make the opponent's appearance lose a single point!
Not only did Jiacheng not lose his reputation because of concealing his identity.
On the contrary, Cheng Juan's photos aroused a wave of female fans, who went to Jiacheng's official blog to call her husband, begging Cheng Juan to debut, and the fanaticism can be called a top traffic star.
The official blog, which had been silent for a long time, only posted a Weibo.
It's an emoji: don't even think about it.
At the same time, another message said that Cheng Juan had been married for many years, and his wife was the painter Fei Niao Xianfei. The couple had kept a low profile for many years, and neither of them revealed their identities. Another group of people went to Fat Niao Xianfei's Weibo to ask for confirmation. After a circle, they saw Ruan Jiujiu's Weibo update, and they were actually fans.
So, without Ruan Jiujiu's knowledge, she added a kinder title.
"The overlord's little wife".
Ruan Jiujiu saw this nickname on the Internet: "..."
The employees of the company were even more shocked. They originally thought that Ruan Jiujiu was just an airborne soldier who had something to do with Tu Nan. Who would have expected that she would be the wife of the legendary mysterious CEO? ?
This is too close to the people! So simple that they couldn't find it at all!
In other words, the boss's wife was among them, and not only did they fail to cherish the opportunity, they even persuaded them to drink.
Recalling Cheng Juan's ugly face when he brought Ruan Jiujiu home that day, the faces of several colleagues who persuaded him to drink turned green, and they wrote a self-criticism overnight and begged to hand it over to Tu Nan.
By comparison, the real big boss is at home leisurely…
I drank two bowls of porridge.
"..."
Ruan Jiujiu's craftsmanship is very good, even if it's ordinary white rice porridge, it can be eaten with sour, salty and delicious side dishes. But he couldn't help but drink porridge all the time, every day, until Cheng Juan himself seemed to become that bowl of porridge.
It's good for Ruan Jiujiu, he cooks for himself and eats everything, while sucking noodles, he tells Cheng Juan not to eat too much pickles, it's not good for the wound.
Cheng Juan asked for the Nth time in the same day: "Go to the hospital, my wound seems to be healed."
Ruan Jiujiu said angrily, "It's only been two days, are you a god?"
It is hard to say whether it is a god, if you continue to eat like this, you may become a devil.
Cheng Juan sighed quietly.
Ruan Jiujiu noticed that he was staring at her face, hugged the bowl, and said, "Do you think I'm disturbing you? Then I'll go back to my room and eat."
Cheng Juan: "No. We'll go to the hospital after eating."
Ruan Jiujiu: "..."
What the hell is this guy obsessed with? Wasn't he the one who cried out in pain two days ago
One person drank porridge and the other sucked noodles. Ruan Jiujiu unilaterally thought that the scene was very harmonious.
After dinner, Cheng Juan washed the dishes, wobbled into the bathroom with a towel, and was grabbed by Ruan Jiujiu. Ruan Jiujiu said righteously: "Didn't you promise me not to take a bath for a few days, the wound will be infected."
It's okay if I don't take a shower for a day, but if I don't take a shower for two days, I always feel a musty smell on my body.
Cheng Juan said, "I will stink."
Ruan Jiujiu replied quite naturally: "Smelly is stinky. Isn't there a word called a stinky man? If you dislike your own smell, how can you expect others not to dislike you?"
Cheng Juan was silent.
Unable to refute? ?
The two started a tug-of-war, and finally, Cheng Juan compromised and promised Ruan Jiujiu to wash it a little, but his hair couldn't be washed. So Cheng Juan asked Ruan Jiujiu to wash his hair for him.
Ruan Jiujiu agreed without hesitation to such a simple matter as washing his hair.
Cheng Juan took a shower and his body was wet. He was wrapped in pajamas and stood in the bathroom while Ruan Jiujiu, who came in, looked around. Although the two have been together for so long, Ruan Jiujiu has never entered Cheng Jun's bathroom. It is much cleaner than she imagined, with sea blue bricks, clean mirrors and shelves. There are not many things, but they are in order.
"Wow, the bathroom is beautiful."
Ruan Jiujiu took the Yuba and patted Cheng Juan's neck, making him bow his head. Cheng Juan lowered his head obediently. He was tall, making the washbasin half shorter, which seemed a little out of place.
Ruan Jiujiu muttered, "Why are you so tall?"
"It can complement you."
Hearing this, Ruan Jiujiu was taken aback for a moment, and then pressed his neck with a stern face: "It's still skinny at this time, stand still, I'm going to turn on the hot water!"
Ruan Jiujiu really shouldn't have thought too much about Cheng Juan. From the beginning of washing his hair to the end, he never stopped.
"The water is too hot."
"It's a little small."
"It's cold, turn up the heat."
"Shampoo… "
"Shut up!" Ruan Jiujiu was a little fierce.
With his head down, Cheng Juan mumbled, and after a while, he said slowly, "The shampoo got into my eyes."
"Ah, I'm sorry! It's all your fault, why didn't you say it earlier!"
"..."
After washing his hair, Ruan Jiujiu took a hair dryer to blow his hair. She turned on the hot air and gently brushed Cheng Juan's hair. Cheng Juan's hair looks a little messy and curly. The black hair looks soft to the eye, but it actually feels hard and tangled. Ruan Jiujiu plucked his hair back and forth like digging a cornfield, so that it would dry quickly.
Cheng Juan's voice was very low: "Can I ask why?"
The noise of the hair dryer was a bit loud, and Ruan Jiujiu said, "What? Speak louder."
"Why do you feel bad."
"Bah."
The cord of the hair dryer was a little short, and it was tugged by Ruan Jiujiu, and it suddenly fell out of the socket. The buzzing sound disappeared instantly, and it happened that I heard Cheng Juan's words clearly.
Ruan Jiujiu reacted for a few seconds before realizing that Cheng Juan seemed to be talking about what happened in the hospital that day.
It can be said that this guy's reflex arc is very long. After two days, he can still think of this matter and ask him. Ruan Jiujiu really convinced him.
The hair was almost dry, Ruan Jiujiu rubbed his dog's head, and retracted the hair dryer.
"I understand you, a man's self-esteem, even if it's hypothetical, he still cares about it... like this. The reason is very simple, because we don't have feelings, and it's very bad if we have feelings."
In contrast, Ruan Jiujiu's feelings for Cheng Juan are more like a friend, a relative, a special person who can be relied on.
But Ruan Jiujiu is also very rational. In terms of emotions, she always knows how to restrain herself so as not to be hurt unnecessarily.
She is very restrained about herself and avoids making mistakes, and she believes that Cheng Juan is even more so. Cheng Juan's personality lacks emotional dependence, so he pays special attention to her. There are too few female characters in his life, so he thinks that her existence is special.
If Cheng Juan changed his environment, he would definitely not feel that she would have anything special to rely on.
Ruan Jiujiu always thought so.
When it comes to cooking, there are more people who can cook than her. When it comes to painting, she is not irreplaceable. It is easy for a company as big as Jiacheng to find some talented painters. It's even more ridiculous to talk about appearance. This skin is not as good-looking as Cheng Juanlai's. If he wants to, there will be a lot of outstanding girls waiting in line.
She has a bad temper, unwilling to admit defeat, and always lashes out at Cheng Juan, relying on Cheng Juan's good temper. There are a lot of bad things, Cheng Juan can only fall in love with her.
Although Ruan Jiujiu always laughed at Cheng Juan for having a girl, she knew in her heart that Cheng Juan's excellence was beyond the control of an ordinary person like her.
Therefore, from the beginning to the end, she was occasionally confused by that face, but she never had half of Xiao Xiangcheng.
"Don't think too much, Mr. Cheng, if you really have a good girl, hurry up, you're not too young." Ruan Jiujiu put the hair dryer in the drawer, "It's not a good thing for me to rely on it all the time, right? ?”
Cheng Juan was silent for a long time.
"wrong."
Ruan Jiujiu walked a few steps, but couldn't hear clearly. She froze for a moment and turned her head: "What did you say?"
"I said… "
"Ding ding dong dong..."
The phone's ringtone interrupted Cheng Juan's words. He picked up his phone and saw that it was Tu Nan's call, so he answered it.
"Boss, someone posted black material about my sister-in-law. I checked, and it should be Ruifang Company. It is still being processed. Don't let my sister-in-law go online. She will definitely be upset when she sees it."
Of course, it's better not to look at Cheng Juan either.
All kinds of rumors spread on the Internet. The so-called classmates and former friends all came out to prove that Ruan Jiujiu's private life was promiscuous, and he even flirted around when he got married. Jiacheng's big boss was wearing a cuckold without knowing it.
With several very realistic composite photos attached, even Tu Nan was startled at first, thinking that his sister-in-law had really done such a thing.
Cheng Juan's tone was very flat: "I see."
After finishing speaking, hang up the phone.
Ruan Jiujiu asked, "What's wrong?" She could see that Cheng Juan's expression was not very happy.
Cheng Juan stood up, grabbed Ruan Jiujiu's arm, and pulled her to sit on the sofa in the living room. He pressed a few times on his mobile phone, and when he handed it to Ruan Jiujiu, a happy message was displayed on the phone page. happy.
Ruan Jiujiu was a little puzzled: "Why??"
"Play until level 20."
Ruan Jiujiu: "???"
Cheng Juan copied his pocket with one hand, picked up Ruan Jiujiu's mobile phone: "No cheating."
Ruan Jiujiu said, just kidding, a game that three-year-old children can play like Happy Xiaoxiaole, wouldn't it be easy to grasp the 20th level.
Cheng Juan brought her mobile phone into the study, Ruan Jiujiu never worried that Cheng Juan would flip through her mobile phone, so he concentrated on playing. How could she be underestimated by Cheng Juan because of this kind of game
after an hour.
Ruan Jiujiu: "I'm only about one and a half years old."