Good morning, Mr. Rong!

Chapter 13 Late at night... delivering medicine
Back to the apartment.

She stepped out of the elevator and was about to go to her room when she saw Jiang Cheng standing at the door of her room with a straight figure.

The clear eyes flickered slightly.

She walked over.

"Miss Jing."

"Assistant Jiang, what's the matter?"

What's the matter with Rong Zhiyan?

Because her waist was still sore, Jing Huanyan was about to lose her temper.

"This is what Rong Shao asked me to give to you." Jiang Cheng passed a box to Jing Huanyan expressionlessly.

"What?" Jing Huanyan asked as she took the box, her gaze fell on the name on the box.

Unexpectedly, I saw the embarrassing use.

Little face, suddenly flushed.

Jiang Cheng adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses very calmly, and explained in a stern manner: "Ms. Rong also asked me to tell Miss Jing to remember to use it at night."

This time, Jing Huanyan's face turned red all of a sudden.

Jiang Cheng's eyes behind the lens flashed with a sigh.

It's no wonder Rong Shao's heart is moved, Jing Huanyan is indeed very beautiful, especially when she is shy, that kind of pure and charming aura is hard for a man to resist.

He lowered his head, turned and left respectfully.

Jing Huanyan held the box tightly in her hand, turned around quickly, opened the door and entered the room.

Is there something wrong with Rong Zhiyan?
Asking Jiang Cheng to give this personal care cream, is he trying to show how considerate he is?

How considerate, I shouldn't have tormented her so much before that!
Unfortunately, even though Jing Huanyan had 1 dissatisfaction in her heart, she still had to take out her mobile phone, adjust her mood, and then unplugged a thankful call to her benefactor.

"Mr. Rong."

The sweet and soft voice made Rong Zhiyan's brows relax a bit, he gently rubbed the center of his brows, put down the document in his hand, and his thin lips evoked a faint smile: "Huh?"

"Thank you for the medicine you sent." Hearing his lazy voice, she said softly, and after she finished speaking, she added: "It's too late now, so I won't disturb your rest. Good dream!"

The words are nice.

He thinks she probably just doesn't want to talk anymore.

Pursing his lips, he reminded: "Remember to rub the medicine."

Jing Huanyan felt that it was impossible for Rong Zhiyan to really care about her, so he probably didn't want her to hurt his interest by giving this medicine, right?
So, she had no choice but to softly say in a sweet and greasy voice: "Don't worry, Mr. Rong, I will take good care of myself so that I can serve you better."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Huanyan greeted the eighteen generations of Rong Zhiyan's ancestors in her heart.

Glancing at the medicine, she was a little annoyed, so she threw it on the table.

Walk into the bedroom, open the closet to get pajamas, then turn around and go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Standing at the door and struggling a bit, she still walked out of the bedroom silently, came to the living room, picked up the medicine on the table, and went back to the bathroom silently.

The pain was so bad that I couldn't do without some medicine.

It doesn't matter who gives it, what matters is that the medicine works.

she thought silently.

……

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The next day.

For the first time ever, Jing Huanyan was late.

Mei Qing flew directly to her apartment and knocked on her door.

"Sister Mei?" Jing Huanyan called out wearily, rubbing her half-opened eyes.

(End of this chapter)