The Jiacheng scandal was spreading like wildfire outside. It was said that the company's big boss had finally revealed himself. The rumors were very mysterious, and Tu Nan was also very busy.
When Cheng Jun's photo was exposed, the entire Internet was in an uproar. At the same time, everyone focused on one thing — Damn! Was the Jiacheng boss so good-looking?! Even the paparazzi's high quality did not diminish his looks at all!
Not only did Jiacheng not lose its reputation by hiding his identity.
On the contrary, Cheng Jun's photo caused a huge wave of female fans. They flooded Jiacheng's official Weibo account to call him hubby and beg Cheng Jun to debut. He was so popular that he could be called a top celebrity.
The official Weibo account, which had been silent for a long time, only made a Weibo post.
It was an emoticon: Don't even think about it.
At the same time, there was a comment saying that Cheng Jun had been married for many years. His wife was the painter Fat Bird First. The couple had kept a low profile for many years, and neither of them revealed their identities. Another group of people went to Fat Bird First's Weibo to seek confirmation. After circling around, they saw that Ruan Qiuqiu's Weibo had been updated and had become a fan.
Therefore, without Ruan Qiuqiu's knowledge, she had an affectionate nickname.
"Boss's Delicate Wife."
Ruan Qiuqiu, who saw this nickname online, was speechless.
The company's employees were even more shocked. They originally thought that Ruan Qiuqiu was just a paratrooper who had some relationship with Tu Nan. Who would have thought that she was the legendary mysterious CEO's wife???
She was too close to the people! She was so simple that they did not realize it at all!
In other words, the boss's wife was among them. Not only did they not cherish the opportunity, but they also urged him to drink.
Recalling the ugly expression on Cheng Jun's face when he brought Ruan Qiuqiu home that day, the faces of the colleagues who urged him to drink turned green. They wrote a self-reflection letter overnight and asked for it to be forwarded to Tu Nan.
In comparison, the real big boss was leisurely at home …
He drank two bowls of porridge.
"…"
Ruan Qiuqiu's cooking was very good. Even if it was just plain porridge, it could be eaten a lot with savory and sour side dishes. However, he couldn't stand eating porridge every meal. He ate porridge every day until Cheng Jun. It was as if he had become that bowl of porridge.
Ruan Qiuqiu, on the other hand, gave herself preferential treatment and ate everything. While slurping the noodles, she reminded Cheng Jun not to eat too much salted vegetables as it was not good for the wound.
Cheng Jun requested for the nth time on the same day, "Let's go to the hospital. My wound seems to have healed."
Ruan Qiuqiu said unhappily, "It's only been two days. Are you a god?"
It was hard to say whether he was a god or not. If he continued eating like this, he might turn into a devil.
Cheng Jun sighed faintly.
Ruan Qiuqiu noticed that he was staring at her noodles. She hugged the bowl and said, "Do you think I'm disturbing you? Then I'll go back to my room and eat. "
Cheng Jun: "No need. Let's go to the hospital after eating. "
Ruan Qiuqiu: "…"
Just what was this guy obsessed with? Wasn't he the one who cried out in pain two days ago?
One person was eating porridge, the other was slurping the noodles. Ruan Qiuqiu unilaterally thought that the scene was very harmonious.
After dinner, Cheng Jun washed the dishes and walked into the bathroom with a towel. He was stopped by Ruan Qiuqiu. Ruan Qiuqiu said righteously, "Didn't you promise me that you won't shower for the next few days? Your wound will get infected."
It was fine if he didn't shower for a day, but if he didn't shower for two days, he would always feel that there was a moldy smell on his body.
Cheng Jun said, "I'll stink."
Ruan Qiuqiu replied matter-of-factly, "If you stink, then you stink. Isn't there a phrase called 'stinky men'? If you don't even like your own smell, how can you expect others to not dislike you?"
Cheng Jun was silent.
He couldn't refute her???
The two of them started a tug-of-war. Finally, Cheng Jun compromised and agreed to let Ruan Qiuqiu take a shower. However, he couldn't wash his hair. Thus, Cheng Jun asked Ruan Qiuqiu to help him wash his hair.
Washing his hair was such a simple thing. Ruan Qiuqiu agreed without hesitation.
Cheng Jun took a shower and his body was wet. He wrapped himself in his pajamas and stood in the bathroom. Ruan Qiuqiu, who followed him in, looked around. Although the two of them had been together for a long time, Ruan Qiuqiu had never entered Cheng Jun's bathroom. It was much cleaner than she had imagined. There were blue tiles, clean mirrors, and shelves. There weren't many things, but they were all in good order.
"Wow, the bathroom is quite beautiful."
Ruan Qiuqiu took the bath towel and patted Cheng Jun's neck, asking him to lower his head. Cheng Jun obediently lowered his head. He was very tall, which made the basin shorter. It looked a little out of place.
Ruan Qiuqiu muttered, "Why are you so tall?"
"It's to complement you."
Hearing this, Ruan Qiuqiu was stunned. Then, she put on a fierce face and pressed his neck, "You're still being naughty at this time. Stand still, I'm going to turn on the hot water!"
Ruan Qiuqiu really shouldn't have thought too highly of Cheng Jun. From the beginning to the end, she hadn't stopped.
"The water is too hot."
"It's a little small."
"It's cold. Heat it up a little."
"Shampoo …"
"Shut up!" Ruan Qiuqiu was a little fierce.
Cheng Jun, who lowered his head, was muffled. After a while, he said slowly, "The shampoo got into my eyes."
"Ah, ah, ah, I'm sorry! It's all your fault. Why didn't you say so earlier! "
"…"
After washing his hair, Ruan Qiuqiu took the hairdryer and dried his hair. She turned on the hot air and gently blew Cheng Jun's hair. Cheng Jun's hair looked a little messy and curly. His black hair looked very soft, but in fact, it felt hard and prickly. Ruan Qiuqiu scraped his hair like she was scraping a corn field to dry his hair faster.
Cheng Jun's voice was very low, "Can I ask why?"
The noise of the hairdryer was a little loud. Ruan Qiuqiu said, "What? Speak louder. "
"Why do I feel bad?"
"Ba."
The cord of the hairdryer was a little short. When Ruan Qiuqiu pulled it, it suddenly fell out of the socket. The buzzing sound just now disappeared in an instant, and she happened to hear Cheng Jun's words clearly.
Ruan Qiuqiu reacted for a few seconds before she realized that Cheng Jun seemed to be talking about the incident at the hospital that day.
It could be said that this guy's reaction arc was very long. Two days had passed, and he could still think of this matter to ask. Ruan Qiuqiu really admired him.
When his hair was almost dry, Ruan Qiuqiu rubbed his head and took back the cord of the hairdryer.
"I know you. A man's self-esteem, even if it's hypothetical, he still cares a lot about it … It's like this. The reason is very simple. It's because we don't have feelings for each other. If we have feelings for each other, it will be very bad. "
In comparison, Ruan Qiuqiu's feelings for Cheng Jun were more like a friend, a relative, and a special person who could be relied on.
But at the same time, Ruan Qiuqiu was also very rational. In terms of feelings, she always knew how to restrain herself to avoid unnecessary hurt.
She was very self-restrained and avoided making mistakes. She believed that Cheng Jun was even more so. Cheng Jun's character was that he lacked emotional dependence, which was why he paid special attention to her. There were too few female characters in his life, which was why he felt that her existence was more special.
If Cheng Jun changed the environment, he would definitely not feel that she was particularly reliable.
Ruan Qiuqiu had always thought so.
When it came to cooking, there were many people who could cook better than her. When it came to painting, she was not irreplaceable. It was easy for a big company like Jiacheng to find some talented painters. When it came to appearance, it was even more ridiculous. Her appearance was not as good as Cheng Jun's. If he wanted, there were many excellent girls waiting in line.
She had a bad temper and was unwilling to admit defeat. She always bared her fangs and brandished her claws at Cheng Jun, relying on Cheng Jun's good temper. She had a lot of bad habits. It would be strange if Cheng Jun liked her.
Although Ruan Qiuqiu always ridiculed Cheng Jun that there were still girls who were reluctant to part with him, she knew in her heart that Cheng Jun's excellence was not something an ordinary person like her could handle.
Therefore, from the beginning to the end, there were times when she was confused by that face, but she had never thought of Cheng Jun at all.
"Don't think too much, Mr. Cheng. If there is really a good girl, hurry up and make your move. You are not young anymore." Ruan Qiuqiu put the hairdryer in the drawer. "It's not a good thing for me to always linger, right?"
Cheng Jun was silent for a long time.
"No."
Ruan Qiuqiu walked a few steps and did not hear clearly. She was stunned for a moment and turned around. "What did you say?"
"I said …"
"Ding ding dong dong …"
The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Cheng Jun's words. He picked up the mobile phone and saw that it was Tu Nan calling, so he picked it up.
"Boss, someone leaked Sister-in-law's black material. I checked it and it should be Rui Fang Company. It is still being dealt with. Don't let Sister-in-law go online. She will definitely be unhappy if she sees it. "
Of course, it would be best if Cheng Jun did not see it.
All kinds of rumors were spreading on the Internet. The so-called classmates and former friends came out to prove that Ruan Qiuqiu's private life was dissolute. After getting married, she still flirted everywhere. Jiacheng's big boss was cuckolded and did not know it. It was simply stupid.
There were a few very realistic composite photos attached. Even Tu Nan was shocked at first, thinking that Sister-in-law really did such a thing.
Cheng Jun's tone was very calm. "I know."
After that, he hung up the phone.
Ruan Qiuqiu asked, "What's wrong?" She could see that Cheng Jun's expression was not very happy.
Cheng Jun stood up, grabbed Ruan Qiuqiu'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 Qiuqiu, the screen showed that it was Happy Candy Crush.
Ruan Qiuqiu was a little puzzled. "What?"
"Play to the twentieth level."
Ruan Qiuqiu: "???"
Cheng Jun put one hand in his pocket and picked up Ruan Qiuqiu's mobile phone. "No cheating."
Ruan Qiuqiu thought that it was a joke. Happy Candy Crush was a game that even three-year-old children could play. Wouldn't it be easy to play to the twentieth level?
Cheng Jun took her mobile phone into the study. Ruan Qiuqiu was not worried that Cheng Jun would look through her mobile phone, so she focused on playing. How could she be looked down on by Cheng Jun because of this kind of game?
An hour later.
Ruan Qiuqiu: "I am about one and a half years old."
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