On the wedding night of rebirth, he was kissed crazy by a paranoid boss

The next day.

Shi Jiu felt pain every time he thought about it. He lay on the bed and didn't even think about the bed.

She looked at Fu Jingchen, who had changed his clothes and looked human-like, and looked away expressionlessly.

But Fu Jingchen walked towards her with long legs, "Does it still hurt?"

He did use a little too hard yesterday.

He wished he could crush Shi Jiu Nian into pieces, stuff it into his bones, and become his only possession.

"Don't you know what you were like yesterday?" Shi Jiunian hummed.

Fu Jingchen smiled and coaxed her: "Okay, it's my fault, can I show it to you? If it's serious, you need to apply medicine."

"No." Shi Jiunian didn't want to pay attention to him, and turned his face aside: "I don't want to talk to you."

Fu Jingchen usually tolerated her, but most of the time he was still quite domineering. He glanced at Shi Jiunian, forcefully lifted up his skirt, took off his pants, and took a look.

Fortunately, it's not serious, just some redness and swelling.

No need for medicine.

"Lie still and I'll ask the butler to make you some tonic soup and bring it to you."

After he finished speaking warmly, he covered her with the quilt, then opened the door and went out.

Facing a face with a big smile.

Fu Jingchen: "..."

The butler had already been waiting outside the door with the tonic soup. He smiled happily and said with relief: "Sir, the tonic soup is ready. Please give it to Madam. In addition, breakfast is also ready. I Have someone bring it to the room."

There was a lot of noise yesterday, and it was hard for them not to hear it.

The housekeeper got up early in the morning and prepared everything that needed to be prepared.

"And this and this." The butler secretly stuffed him with an ointment: "Sir, you and your wife are both young, but for the sake of your health, you'd better not go too far."

Shi Jiunian: "..."

You don’t have to be secretive, I can see it, and I can see it clearly!

"Ah."

Fu Jingchen responded calmly, took the soup bowl and ointment, and the housekeeper went out happily, closing the door thoughtfully.

Fu Jingchen turned and walked towards the bed, looking at Shi Jiunian who buried his head on the pillow, the corners of his lips raised silently.

The depression I felt for the past few days has finally dissipated.

……

Shi Jiunian took a few days of rest and went to Hainan University to attend classes.

Class A.

Wen Mengru shouted loudly on purpose: "Sister Meiya, you are so awesome! You really want to participate in the international fashion competition!"

"Yes." Lin Meiya nodded and slowly took out an invitation letter from her bag: "This is the invitation letter sent to me by the organizer. I will participate in this competition as a player."

In order to participate in the International Fashion Design Competition, you must have a letter of recommendation from someone with a certain status.

Many newcomers don’t even have the chance to participate in this competition.

The judges of this competition are all the top fashion designers in the world. Lu Han will also go, and I even heard that Master Mo Lan will also go.

Although they didn't like to see Lin Meiya, many people looked at her with envy and hatred.

Lin Meiya raised her head proudly. She had lost all face because of Jiang's incident, and now she finally had the chance to feel proud.

As long as she performs well in the international costume competition, people will only remember her shining moments on stage and not pay attention to her previous embarrassing incidents.

"At that time, many celebrities and prominent people in the clothing industry will come over. Do any of you want to be an audience member?" Lin Meiya glanced at the people in Class A: "If you want to go, I can help you get the admission ticket." Tickets."