After the appetite is opened, any dish is delicious.

I was full in one go.

Ruan Su lazily nestled on the sofa and narrowed her apricot eyes lazily, "It tastes really good."

"Could the craftsmanship of the chef at Tongquetai be bad?" Bo Xingzhi pinched her little nose affectionately, "If you're tired, take a rest. I'll call you if you need something."

Ruan Su nodded. The president had just been sent to the ICU and was still in a coma.

If he woke up, the nurse would definitely come and call her.

It looks like I can't leave the hospital tonight.

"Are you going to spend the night with you later?" Ruan Su turned to look at him, took a sip of water from the water glass.

"Well, I'll wait and go." Bo Xingzhi nodded, "You go to the rest room to rest, I'll go take a look."

Now there are so many people outside, the young men and young ladies of major families are guarding here to show their filial piety and respect to the president.

Of course he had to go.

"Okay then. I'll go to sleep first." Ruan Su was really tired after an operation. She pushed open the door of the lounge and lay down on the bed and closed her eyes.

There was the sound of Bo Xingzhi closing the office door and leaving.

She didn't think much, and soon fell asleep.

At this time, Shang Lingxiao was also eating at the restaurant outside. He stared gloomily at a young man in front of him, "I can't handle such a trivial matter, what kind of garbage reporter are you looking for? Is he scolding me? Say I'm not very ill. Shut up if you can't speak!"

The young man lowered his head and replied with a trembling voice, "Young Master Shang... This reporter has never interviewed you, so he may be a little nervous."

"Stupid! Rice bucket! I've spent money at a loss, and I found an interview like this. I'm mad at me!" Shang Lingxiao still looks weak at this moment, and he didn't even bother to cut the steak, so he just forked it. He took a big bite from the whole steak and began to chew.

It was as if he was venting all his anger on the steak.

"Isn't it also on the hot search, and some netizens are scolding Bo Xingzhi? What are you still angry about? You calm down, the people under your hands can't do things, I will scold them later." The young man raised his hand gently and wiped it. Khan, isn't Shang Shao planning to let him have dinner?

Are you going to punish yourself for standing here all night?

tragic……

"What if it's on the hot search? In the end, he still won a good reputation for donating blood." Shang Lingxiao glared at the young man in front of him, "Ruan Su is such a shrewd woman, I don't want her... …Do you have any doubts about me? Otherwise, I would give him such a good opportunity to donate blood to Bo Xingzhi?"

The young man was about to cry because of his torture, "But... if you don't offer it, will it attract Miss Ruan's attention even more?"

"What did you say?" Shang Lingxiao frowned and looked at him, his expression still very gloomy.

"I said, you usually look like you are very concerned about the president's filial piety, but you don't stand up at critical moments, which is very noticeable." The young man felt that Shang Lingxiao had an appearance of no silver and three hundred taels here.

"I'm sick, Ruan Su took my pulse, and I really have a cold." Shang Lingxiao raised his eyebrows, "I'm not pretending."

In order to be able to get sick smoothly, he deliberately took off his clothes in the middle of the night and wandered the corridor shirtless for half the night.

In the morning, I succeeded in getting sick with a cold.

It also aroused a wave of sympathy and concern from netizens.

He felt that this wave was worth it.

"Forget it, sit down and eat. This steak is okay."

Shang Lingxiao was too lazy to think about these things, so he directly waved at the young man.

The young man let out a long sigh of relief before he dared to sit across from Shang Lingxiao and start his meal.

*

Jingfu.

A slender woman is standing in the garden admiring the latest blooming peonies.

Every blooming season, this garden becomes a sea of ​​flowers.

Peonies have different colors, huge flowers, thick petals, and many stamens. There are red, yellow, white, pink... red like fire, yellow like gold, pink like haze, white like jade... A breeze blows, and bursts of fragrance will be tingling in the nostrils, making Heartwarming.

"Mother." Jing Baizhi hurriedly returned home after work to look for Jing Sa's figure. When she saw the woman in front of the peony flower, she immediately ran over.

Jing Sa didn't even glance at her, but pointed to a green peony and said, "Do you know what species this is?"

Jing Baizhi has no impression of green peony, nor does she understand flowers.

She shook her head, "I don't know."

She seemed to look at the two green peonies, and saw that they had already opened, one was just opening, the petals were emerald green like leaves, and the other was in bloom, with white petals.

"It's called Chunliu." Jing Sa hooked her lips, "It's a net red peonies worth 100,000. Their preciousness is that one flower blooms in three colors. When in full bloom, the ends of the petals are green and the middle part is green. Light cyan and pink at the base; second, the flowering period is long, which can open for more than 20 days."

"I didn't expect a green peony to have so much knowledge." In fact, Jing Baizhi didn't want to discuss peony with her at all. She really wanted to tell Jing Sa what happened in the hospital today.

But Jing Sa obviously didn't want to give her a chance, and kept telling her the knowledge of popular science peony.

When she heard that Jing Baizhi was drowsy, she stopped, "It's time for dinner, let's go."

Following Jing Sa to the restaurant, Jing Baizhi could finally take a breath from the peony flowers, "Mother, the president's mobile phone is very successful today."

"Also, you didn't go to the hospital, some people are asking why!"

"Also, Young Master Shang didn't donate blood to the president."

"Mother, do you want to visit the president tomorrow?"

Jing Baizhi looked at Jing Sa curiously, "Will you go?"

She talked a lot in one breath, Jing Sa slowly held the chopsticks and gave her a cool look, "Wait a few days. After all, he just finished the operation, so his mind should not be very clear."

Jing Baizhi didn't understand very well, "Is it too late? I think the major families have sent people to guard the president!"

"They are them, we are us. Do I still have to lick an old man from his president?" Jing Sa sneered, with a hint of mockery and contempt in his expression. "Where's your brother? Haven't you been back recently?"

"My brother..." Jing Baizhi swallowed, "I haven't seen him these days."

"It's really mud that can't support the wall!" Jing Sa scolded angrily, "Eat well."

Jing Baizhi didn't dare to say a word anymore, she feared Jing Sa more than she loved her from the bottom of her heart.

His older brother, Jing Ke, has always been a prostitute, and usually doesn't like to go home very much.

But she can obviously feel that her mother prefers her brother more than herself.

Maybe it's because...the brother is a boy?

Obviously, my brother is not as good as me in all aspects. I have a high education and a beautiful appearance. I spend more time with my mother than my brother.

But the mother's eyes seemed to only have her brother in her heart.

Jing Baizhi thought sadly, but couldn't say anything.

She knew Jing Sa's temper.

Silent night.

In a private club, people who like nightlife are the beginning of their wonderful life.

All kinds of seductive women on the dance floor kept twisting their bodies, their slender legs were particularly eye-catching under the swaying lights, and their long hair swayed back and forth with the rhythm of the music.

The entire clubhouse was shrouded in an ambiguous atmosphere.

In a box, a young man crossed his legs and shook the wine glass in his hand, looking at the madly writhing male ** outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.

A young woman wrapped around his arm like a water snake, and a coquettish voice sounded, "Master Jing... Is it okay to have Xianxian serve you tonight?"

"Okay!" Jing Ke had a wild smile on his face, "It's better to call your sister, that what... oh, that's it!"

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the craziest woman writhing on the dance floor outside the window. The woman was only wearing a black lace bra with a pair of denim hot pants underneath.

The **** and hot body is unobstructed.

Especially the hooking little waist was twisted so dazzlingly.

"You said Wenwen? Good! I'll call her later, let's go back to the room now..." Xianxian grabbed Jing Ke and walked out.

This private club is designed to meet the needs of customers. Below is a bar, a chess and card room, a place for entertainment and recreation, and the upper floors are a hotel.

Jingke has long-term chartered suites here.

So... almost everyone knows how obsessed he is with sensuality.

Xianxian pulls Jingke out of the box and goes off the dance floor to find Wenwen.

Soon the two girls and Jing Ke entered the elevator.

Jing Ke had no idea that a black car was slowly parked in front of the clubhouse at this time.

A woman in black stepped into the door of the clubhouse on high heels. Upon seeing this, the lobby manager quickly greeted him, "Excuse me..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hard guy immediately pressed against his head.

The bodyguard in black looked at him coldly, "Shut up!"

Jing Sa continued to walk forward without turning her head. About twenty men in black had been following her closely.

When passing by the dance floor, the men and women who were writhing crazily stared at this powerful formation in shock.

They even forgot to twist, leaving only the music floating in the air.

After the elevator door slowly closed, someone woke up like a dream, "It's gone! Is that Ms. Jing?"

"My mother! She would come to such a place."

"It seems to be true..."

Jing Ke in the suite was smiling.

He took off his shirt and threw it on the ground, "I'll take a shower first. Do you want to take a bath together, darlings?"

"Oh, how are you!" Wen Wen poked his chest, "We don't want it. You wash first."

"Jing Shao, you are really too bad..." Slender bites Jing Ke's neck reluctantly.

Just as the three of them were making a fuss here, suddenly the door of the suite was kicked open with a bang.