Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

"I……"

She really didn't expect him to say such tender words.

It seems that when people walk around the edge of life and death, all their thoughts will change.

He used to be such a workaholic.

I heard from Xie Ma that when he first took over the Star Group, he only slept two hours a night for half a month.

He has read all the reports and data and still keeps them in his heart.

Every time a new product is launched, he will personally ask the sales lady in the mall for her opinion, and then put forward ideas for improvement.

Every time a new product is promoted, he has to personally teach those models how to express the essence of the product.

In order to connect with foreign countries, he often travels on business and reads works in English, French and German.

If a detail is not perfect, not impeccable enough, he will not be able to fall asleep, sleepwalking in the middle of the night to ponder.

However, he has changed now.

Is it for yourself?

This heavy emotion...

The swelling made her heart ache, but there was also a feeling of sprouts breaking through the ground...

"What's wrong? You look so scared? Are you afraid that if I don't work hard, I won't be able to earn money?" Situ Chenjue teased her, "That's right, my husband is not motivated now, and he may not be able to drive a Lamborghini in the future. Driving something cheap like a BMW...can you live like this, huh?"

"That's good too, okay! You're really an enemy of the people, you don't know how expensive Chai Mi is!" She wrinkled her nose.

"Well, if your requirements are so low, you can still do it, don't worry..." He ruffled her hair and kissed her, "My wife is really easy to raise..."

Sensing everyone's envious, jealous and hateful gazes, Situ Chenjue raised his head and glanced at the surrounding crowd with cold eyes: "Have you heard enough? Are you still waiting here to have lunch with us?"

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Everyone immediately understood what President Situ meant, and hurriedly disappeared at the door one by one in despair.

So, at Huanyan's request, Situ Chenjue finally agreed to live in the ward and not go home.

However, he naturally didn't want to live in the cold and airtight ICU intensive care unit full of instruments and tubes, but moved into an ultra-luxury five-star ward.

Facing the ward, his request is that the things used are top-grade, the best and most comfortable, everything must be available, life should not be inconvenient, and it must be of quality.

What is quality?

Cough cough... The size of the ward should not be less than 150 square meters, with a balcony and a large greenery outside the window.

The pure pine desk, bookshelf, huge double bed, dressing table, and even the flowers must be freshly shipped roses from Damascus.

Huanyan couldn't help sighing when she saw that the CEO had just returned from the brink of death and returned to his previous extravagant style.

It seems that this person is really easy to go from thrift to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

It's not like driving a 'cheap' like a BMW if you can't make money!

However, seeing that he finally woke up, she felt the comfort, satisfaction and joy that she had never had before, so she didn't care about him, she just did whatever he wanted.

However, lying in this extremely comfortable so-called ward, she couldn't help but smile wryly, it's not like recuperating, it's like a vacation!

After Situ Chenjue's first-day body checkup and brain wave checkup, even the doctor couldn't help exclaiming that it was a miracle favored by the goddess of luck.

Not only was he awake, but his past memories were hardly damaged at all.