Lovesick: The President's Destined Sweet Wife

At this point, ran Ruoyu suddenly became serious. "Jiajia, thank you for the dinner you've invited me to these years. I really appreciate it..."

Perhaps it was because of the wine that ran Ruoyu expressed her thanks which she did not usually say.

Wang Jiajia listened, laughed, and then also seriously down: "if you say so, you see the outside, in the University, you did not less invite me to eat, not only eat, but also deliberately find an excuse to give me clothes, these I did not say thank you, then today I want to thank you."

When he was in college, ran Ruoyu knew that Wang Jiajia's family conditions were not very good, so he often found some excuses to invite Wang Jiajia to eat delicious food, and gave Wang Jiajia gifts on various festivals. At that time, ran Ruoyu's family was still well-off, and his parents were good.

But now, it's the reverse.

Wang Jiajia got into Lu's group to work because of his family's various relationships. Wang Jiajia's salary is not high, but it's not low. In the past three years, he has his own savings, and his quality of life is much better than that in college. However, ran Ruoyu's family condition is not as good as before because of his mother's accident and his father's illness.

"Why all of a sudden? Come on, let's go and sing." Ran Ruoyu saw that Wang Jiajia was so serious that he didn't get used to it. He got up and took Wang Jiajia and left.

But after a few steps, ran Ruoyu stopped. Wang Jiajia asked, "what's the matter?"

Ran Ruoyu sighed helplessly, looked sideways at Wang Jiajia and said, "Jiajia, we'd better go back to sleep. I'll go to work the first day tomorrow."

"Well, I'm sleepy, too." Wang Jiajia said and yawned. If it wasn't for ran ruo's words, she would have been interpreting her dream with Duke Zhou.

Back at Wang Jiajia's rented place, after washing, they climbed into bed. Maybe because of drinking, the two girls fell asleep soon after they fell asleep.

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Lu Dingcheng on the other side is not so lucky.

He decadent back to the apartment, push the door in, the first smell is a fragrance, and then is the mother's voice.

"Dingcheng, my mother made you a little dish you like. Come and have a taste." Su Yaru pokes her head out of the kitchen. When she sees Lu Dingcheng, her heart aches.

After entering the apartment, she was really depressed. She simply began to cook to ease her mood. After self denial and persuasion, she felt that she had done nothing wrong, so her mood improved a lot. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she asked Lu Dingcheng to have dinner as usual.

But she never thought that in less than an hour, the handsome and arrogant man would become so decadent. Especially when she saw the blood on Lu Dingcheng's hand, she quickly walked up to Lu Dingcheng, took his hand and asked, "what's the matter? How can you hurt yourself so much... "

"Mom, I'm tired. I'll go to bed first." Lu Dingcheng didn't look at Su Yaru. Instead, he took back his hand and went to the bedroom. Then he closed the door and locked it.

Lu Dingcheng, who always loves to be clean and even has a habit of cleanliness, did not take a bath or change his clothes, so he fell directly on the bed, pulled the quilt over his head, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye, which ran down his cheek and finally into the hair room.

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Just lying down for less than a minute, Lu Dingcheng jumped up from the bed, took the car key and pulled the door to leave.