"I’m going back to my room to rest. If Rong Jiaojiao comes, don’t meet with her," Rong Qingqing instructed them before going upstairs.
Shen Qiao turned her head and curiously asked Guo Lan, "Mom, did Rong Jiaojiao say she was coming?"
Guo Lan shook her head, "Shen Xingwei is in the hospital, so why would she come to our house?"
"Then why did Sister Qingqing say that if Rong Jiaojiao comes, we shouldn’t see her?" Shen Qiao looked puzzled.
Nanny Zhao chimed in, "Miss Qingqing is, after all, Rong Jiaojiao’s cousin. It’s reasonable for an elder cousin to come over and check when there’s trouble."
"Rong Jiaojiao isn’t a person with such a good nature." Shen Qiao scoffed,
"I could tell she was putting on an act even when she was my brother’s fiancée. She’s hypocritical, saying one thing and doing another. Now that something’s happened to Shen Xingwei, she’s too busy pretending to be a perfect fiancée to care about Sister Qingqing."
This was why Shen Qiao really disliked Rong Jiaojiao.
Because in Shen Qiao’s eyes, Rong Jiaojiao exuded insincerity inside and out.
She looked down on people yet pretended to be sweet, with a fake smile that was ever-present, and Shen Qiao found her detestable.
After Rong Qingqing went back upstairs, Shen Jue also went up.
A few minutes later, the words that Ms. Wang and Rong Qingqing said in the yard reached Shen Jue’s ears without missing a word.
Listening to Ms. Wang advising Rong Qingqing to be like her, and find a boyfriend she likes after getting married, Shen Jue’s face turned dark.
Lin Bufan stood there in a cold sweat.
This situation was awkward.
The boss’s future mother-in-law was encouraging the boss’s fiancée to have a bunch of affairs after marriage.
Lin Bufan thought for a long time and didn’t know how to soothe the boss whose face had turned dark.
His brain was spinning like a top.
Lin Bufan’s eyes lit up!
"Boss, anyway you didn’t plan on marrying Miss Qingqing, so her affairs won’t affect you. You might as well just find it amusing."
Lin Bufan thought he was really clever.
"Boss, with a mother like that advising her, one really wonders which unlucky guy will marry Miss Qingqing in the future. It’s like having to stay on guard day and night for a field of grass on one’s head."
After saying that, Lin Bufan found his words quite amusing and started laughing out loud.
Shen Jue looked at Lin Bufan with increasingly cold eyes.
Bearable until he could bear it no longer.
"Lin Bufan, get out," Shen Jue said coldly, "You won’t get any bonus next year either."
Lin Bufan burped, and the smile at the corners of his mouth gradually solidified.
"Your laugh is too ugly." Shen Jue replied and walked straight out of the room.
Lin Bufan stood there and touched his face.
Isn’t it said that those who laugh often will have good luck?
Why does he always laugh until his bonus suddenly disappears?
Shen Jue didn’t go downstairs but instead went to knock on Rong Qingqing’s room door.
It was the little nurse who opened the door for him.
Shen Jue hadn’t even entered when he saw Rong Qingqing sitting in a wheelchair holding a laptop, not sure what she was doing.
"Can you look at a computer with a concussion?" Shen Jue asked the nurse.
"It’s not advisable to use your brain," the nurse answered tactfully, "but the patient doesn’t follow the doctor’s advice."
Meaning, she’s tried to persuade her, but couldn’t get through.
Shen Jue walked in, and Rong Qingqing, hearing the sound, just casually glanced up at him and continued looking at her computer.
As Shen Jue reached out his hand, Rong Qingqing suddenly shut the laptop and rolled backward, clearly having started guarding against him as soon as he came in.