When Rong Qingqing heard it, there was no reason not to agree.
"Shen Jue, you’re such a great person!" Rong Qingqing gave Shen Jue a thumbs up and then happily went out.
"Boss, you actually agreed?" Lin Bufan was simply shocked.
The boss can actually agree to such a request?
"It’s not permanent, just temporary," Shen Jue said, "She’s shown all her rogue behavior. If I don’t agree, do you think she would stop doing it? She just came to inform me as a formality."
Shen Jue knew Rong Qingqing all too well.
"I’m a person in a wheelchair; how can I throw things faster than someone with fully functional limbs hanging things? In the time I throw one item, she can hang ten," Shen Jue didn’t expect Rong Qingqing to sympathize with the difficulties of a person whose legs could still store things.
"Tomorrow, contact the renovation company and change the small empty room next to mine into a dressing room. Once it’s done, let Rong Qingqing move all her things there."
Shen Jue clicked his tongue and asked Lin Bufan, "How could I possibly allow her to leave her things here permanently?"
Lin Bufan nodded, thinking to himself.
Indeed, looking at the boss, there’s no way he would spoil and indulge any woman like that.
It’s estimated that if not for Qiaoqiao’s sake, the boss wouldn’t allow Miss Qingqing’s clothes to be temporarily stored in his dressing room.
Not to mention that regarding the incident where Qiaoqiao was bullied at school, the boss really owed Rong Qingqing a big favor, which is why he’s been more agreeable towards Miss Qingqing lately.
How many clothes did Rong Qingqing buy today?
Guo Lan, Nanny Zhao, and Rong Qingqing herself took over an hour to tidy up all of Qingqing’s clothes.
Gazing at the cherished items finally being neatly hung, Rong Qingqing left Shen Jue’s room feeling very satisfied.
It was night, late into the night.
Before falling asleep, Shen Jue suddenly realized something.
He seemed to have forgotten to instruct Rong Qingqing not to knock on his door to take clothes before he woke up, and she should have prepared the clothes she intended to wear the next day ahead of time.
Shen Jue thought, if Rong Qingqing wasn’t conscious about this, tomorrow he would definitely chase her out.
The next day, when Shen Jue got up, Rong Qingqing’s door was wide open, and she was nowhere to be seen in the room.
Shen Jue assumed Rong Qingqing had gone downstairs for breakfast, yet when he went downstairs, he didn’t see Rong Qingqing there either.
Sitting at the dining table, Shen Jue casually asked while discussing his breakfast with Nanny Zhao, "Nanny Zhao, where did Rong Qingqing go early in the morning?"
Nanny Zhao smiled, "Miss Qingqing went out early. She’s gone to work and won’t be back for lunch."
The hand holding Shen Jue’s chopsticks froze, his expression unable to mask his shock. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵
Last night, she joyously moved her clothes into his dressing room. And today, rather than seizing the chance to use taking clothes as an excuse for more interaction, she quietly went to work alone?
Rong Qingqing suddenly behaving unexpectedly made Shen Jue feel a bit out of sorts.
"By the way, Young Master Shen, Miss Qingqing didn’t want her old car and hasn’t bought a new one yet, so she took your white car to work this morning," Nanny Zhao said. "Miss Qingqing asked me to let you know she’d be borrowing your car for a while."
"Okay, got it." Shen Jue had no objections to Rong Qingqing taking his prized car away.
After all, it wasn’t her first time driving it away.
To this day, Shen Jue was still surprised that Rong Qingqing actually went to work.