Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

Rong Jintian walks towards Su Xiaolian. Su Xiaolian feels that there is a strong pressure moving towards her.

"Stop, Rong Jintian. I'll go and see if your clothes are dry." Su Xiaolian felt a little flustered, so she quickly got up from her seat, ran into her lounge and closed the door with a bang.

Leaning against the gate, Su Xiaolian feels so nervous. What happened just now? Why are you afraid of Rong Jintian? What is he? He owes himself!

Although Su Xiaolian's heart has been warning herself like this, she has softened again and again. I don't know why. This rongjintian seems to be poisonous. If she is contaminated, she can't get rid of it, and she will have concerns.

Let her mood stabilize for a while. Su Xiaolian rubbed her hot face and recovered her peace. She went to see Rong Jintian's clothes. What's the matter with this man? Doesn't she wring them dry after washing? When does he have to wait for so much water?

Su Xiaolian went to wring the water out of Rong Jintian's clothes. She called the Secretary and asked him to come with the same shirt right away. It's not a way for Rong Jintian to stay here all the time.

Everything had been handled, and Su Xiaolian came out. At this time, her eyes were much colder when she saw Rong Jintian. There was no more wishful thinking just now.

Rong Jintian has also returned to his seat. He sits quietly, just like a beautiful sculpture.

"Did you dry my clothes?" Rong Jintian heard the sound of opening the door. He asked Su Xiaolian.

"No, but I've asked someone to buy you a new one. It'll be delivered in a minute. You can go." Su Xiaolian returned to her seat. Compared with Rong Jintian, an old fox, she was still too young.

"Then I don't want to thank you for buying me new clothes, but I'm nostalgic. Although you bought me new clothes, I'll wait for my old clothes to dry before I leave. I won't leave my old clothes to you. What if you do something bad with my clothes?" Rong Jintian finished and continued to look at his newspaper.

The content of the newspaper is not what Su Xiaolian said. He finished reading it in ten minutes at most, but Rong Jintian has been watching it with interest. Does he want to recite all the content of the newspaper?

"Whatever you want." Seeing Rong Jintian misinterpret his meaning, Su Xiaolian is too lazy to distinguish. She continues to do her things. Rong Jintian likes to sit. Anyway, the sofa here is idle.

Neither of them spoke. The whole office was quiet all the time. When Secretary Xiao Li came, he thought there was no one in the room.

"Mr. Su, the shirt you want." Xiao Li pushed open the door of the president's office, stretched his head in and confirmed it. She saw Su Xiaolian sitting inside, and then she went in.

"Give it to him!" When Su Xiaolian asked Xiao Li to give Rong Jintian his clothes, Xiao Li saw Rong Jintian sitting on the sofa. He was wearing president Su's black T-shirt and looked at the newspaper seriously. He looked so handsome.

"Assistant Rong, your shirt." Xiao Li gave the shirt to Rong Jintian. She hasn't changed her name yet.

"Xiao Li, that's president Rong. You should be careful." Su Xiaolian corrects Xiao Li. Xiao Li sticks out his tongue and hands something to Rong Jintian.

"It's okay. You can call me anything. Just make sure it's me." Rong Jintian doesn't mind with Xiao Li. They have been colleagues for several months. Xiao Li is not a nuisance.

Xiao Li felt that there was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air, so she hurried out. It was always like this between President Rong and President Su, and she was used to it.

"Wear it. Take your clothes away. It's the same to take them back to dry." Su Xiaolian said she was going to help Rong Jintian collect his clothes.

"Tens of thousands of shirts, do you think they can be rubbed together wet? That's waste." Rong Jintian stopped Su Xiaolian.

"Haven't I bought you a shirt? It's the same. You won't lose if it's discarded." Su Xiaolian can't stand Rong Jintian shaking in front of him all the time. He's going to have dinner soon. Won't he still insist on asking himself to invite him to dinner?

"Why not lose? That dress is my favorite and I'm used to it. I didn't ask you to buy me clothes. When my clothes dry, I'll leave." Rong Jintian's truth makes Su Xiaolian crazy. Why is he wrong? He still doesn't go after giving away his clothes and says a lot of nonsense.

Su Xiaolian felt that since Rong Jintian didn't go, she had to go by herself. She looked at the time and was about to get off work.

"Then wait here. I'm leaving." Su Xiaolian put away her things. She was going to dinner. She was caught in the rain just now and was hit by Rongjin weather. Su Xiaolian felt her head was a little dizzy. When she stood up, she helped the table.

"OK, you go. After my clothes dry, I'll go by myself." Rong Jintian was also angry. How could this woman have no conscience? She somehow brought her back. Instead of a thank you, she wanted to drive herself away.

But Su Xiaolian didn't go. When she got out of her desk, she felt her legs a little soft, dizzy and swollen. In addition, her stomach began to hurt again. She wanted to squat down and rub her stomach, but this squat did not stabilize. She fell to the ground.

Rong Jintian was still angry, but he found that Su Xiaolian had no movement. He read the newspaper he could recite for a while and felt something wrong. What happened to this woman? People who are angry don't say anything. What's wrong with her?

Rong Jintian thought about it and couldn't help it. He put down the newspaper, looked at Su Xiaolian and lay on the ground. He quickly stood up and walked over.

"Little love, little love!" Rong Jintian picked up Su Xiaolian and shouted a few times, but Su Xiaolian didn't move. Rong Jintian was worried. He hugged Su Xiaolian and went out of the door of the president's office again.

"She has dysmenorrhea and is cold, so the cold enters the palace, so she will faint. Fortunately, you found it early and can take some drops. If it's late, tut tut tut." The old Chinese medicine gave Su Xiaolian in Rong Jintian's arms a pulse.

"What if it's late?" Rong Jintian asked nervously.

"If it's late, she'll hurt a little more!" The old Chinese doctor prescribed medicine for Su Xiaolian, but he still gave Su Xiaolian some liquid first and stopped the pain.

Rong Jintian breathed a sigh of relief at the words of the old traditional Chinese medicine, but the old traditional Chinese medicine is quite interesting!