Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

Bai Sheng had already shed a lot of blood, and didn't care about these trivial things: "Since you didn't eat a single bite, just consider it as a treat for her. Just bring her here often in the future to show your support."

Feng Yi looked at him and was surprised that he was so generous this time.

Chang Yao took out her phone and checked the time: "Mr. Feng, it's getting late, let's go back."

"Yeah." Feng Yi thought that if he came to visit during the day, she might find something she liked.

Chang Yao didn't say much on the way back. She covered her abdomen with her hands from time to time, feeling uncomfortable.

After returning to the room, she rushed into the bathroom to vomit, but she couldn't vomit anything, and the dry heaving was even more uncomfortable.

She felt better, rinsed her mouth and walked out.

Feng Yi said with a serious face: "If you can't finish it, don't force yourself to eat it." He said he would find someone to tear down the store tomorrow.

Chang Yao felt uncomfortable again: "Didn't he say that eating this thing wouldn't cause diarrhea?"

Feng Yi thought she was quite naive. What chef wouldn't eat the food he cooked?

Chang Yao couldn't bear it anymore and rushed into the bathroom to vomit. She sat on a chair in the hospital, dying, waiting for the examination report.

There are not many people here in the middle of the night, so you can go straight into the doctor's office without waiting in line.

As soon as she sat down and started, the doctor asked a sharp question: "You don't have any food poisoning reaction, have you taken any medicine?"

Chang Yao pursed her lips. She had indeed taken medicine before leaving. At the beginning, they didn't have frequent sex, so she took one pill after sex. Later, when they lived together, she switched to a long-acting pill. Was the physical discomfort caused by the change of medicine?

Every time they met Feng Yi, she didn't take any measures, and she didn't want any trouble.

Chang Yao looked at Feng Yi: "Mr. Feng, I'm hungry."

Feng Yi understood that she wanted to get rid of him, and as long as she was willing to treat her illness, he didn't necessarily have to know the reason.

When she saw Feng Yi walk out, she relaxed and spoke to the doctor in detail.

The doctor patiently taught her how to take the medicine correctly. She walked out with the prescription written by the doctor, and she no longer felt so uncomfortable.

Chang Yao turned around and saw Feng Yi sitting on a bench in the corridor. Feng Yi stood up and walked in front of her: "Are you ready?"

"The doctor said I just need to take some medicine."

Feng Yi helped her into the hotel car and went to get medicine for her.

Back in the room, Chang Yao took the medicine, put it in her mouth, and swallowed it with water.

Feng Yi lay beside her, watched her fall asleep quickly, reached out to cover her with the quilt, hugged her and closed her eyes.

The next day, Chang Yao was in much better spirits and wanted to go out for a walk after lunch.

There aren't many scenic spots here; it's a shoppers' paradise, so Feng Yi took her to another store.

The clothes in this store are all unique pieces, some of which have even been collected by people and are only now being shown.

Chang Yao was not interested in carefully caring for these old clothes, and she didn't know what to do with them if they were not suitable to wear.

She walked to a ceramic shop and stopped. She had studied art in college and liked to play with various colors.

Feng Yi saw her stop and said, "If you like it, you can try it."

Chang Yao looked back at him and pushed the door open.

The apron-wearing clerk approached enthusiastically: "Do you want to make it yourself, or buy it?"

“I want to do it myself.”

The ceramics shop in the small town doesn't sell ordinary ceramics. Diamonds, gems, jade, etc. can be seen everywhere. The ceramics they make look unaffordable.

Feng Yi took out her mobile phone and scanned the code to pay. After browsing for so long, she finally found something she liked.

Chang Yao put on an apron and sat on a chair, learning how to make models from the clerk, but it was her first time and her skills were not very good, so she didn't do it very well.

She tried her best but made five failed products. The more she tried, the more she felt that she had no talent for this.

Continuing would only waste materials, so she thought that painting these models might bring them back to life.

Chang Yao followed the clerk's instructions and began to polish the model until it was smooth and flat, then began to adjust the color and draw patterns on it.

Feng Yi sat on the chair and looked at her. The sunlight from the window fell on her, blurring the lines of her body, making her look like she was glowing.

Her slightly curly long hair was tied up and fell neatly around her waist. Her three-dimensional and deep facial features looked more and more beautiful the more you looked at her.

Chang Yao put the painted model aside to air dry before firing it.

At this time, a foreign couple walked in and saw the ceramics made by Chang Yao. They were very interested and asked the clerk: "How much is this?"

Chang Yao looked up, and the clerk quickly explained: "This was made by a customer, and it's not convenient to sell."

I had just made it for fun, and didn't expect anyone to buy it. Chang Yao said enthusiastically, "You decide on the price."

The girl looked at the clerk and only started to talk about the price after confirming that she could buy it.

They often come here to shop and know the prices here. They directly offered 20,000 yuan and bought five.

Chang Yao was stunned. She didn't expect that this ceramic could make so much money. This was too much. This was originally a defective product.

The girl looked at her reaction and asked, "Do you think the price is too low?"

The clerk stood between them and explained, "Beautiful lady, twenty thousand dollars is a lot."

To show her sincerity, the girl said: "How about 30,000?"

Chang Yao felt very uncomfortable, thinking that if she didn't stop her, she might raise the price.

"Okay." She said hurriedly, you can't make too much dirty money.

Under the witness of the store clerk, they completed the scanning of the code on the spot. Chang Yao waited until it was baked and confirmed that there was no problem before leaving.

Chang Yao walked out of the shop and looked at Feng Yi: "Boss Feng, did I make back my money?"

It costs 50,000 yuan to make it once, and all the decorations inside can be used. Feng Yi didn't tell her, but he doted on her: "Well, it's paid off."

"I'd like to treat you to a meal. Is there any normal restaurant here?" Chang Yao asked.

The key is that he doesn't like the food cooked by Bai Sheng, so they should go to another restaurant.

"You're well now, just come out for a walk. You can't stay too long, go back to the hotel." Feng Yi's expression was serious.

"Ok."

On the way back, Chang Yao couldn't help but say, "It's too easy to make money here."

Feng Yi said, "Want to quit your job and work here?"

"Boss Feng's salary is stable. I'm just lucky. I can earn 30,000 today."

"As long as you ask, I can also give you 30,000 a day." Feng Yi made sure she didn't have to envy her good luck today.

Chang Yao chose not to hear. Making such a request meant paying more.

Feng Yi saw that she didn't say anything, and wondered why she never negotiated with him. According to businessmen, they should negotiate with the other party while they are still useful to maximize their own interests.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Deputy President Feng's card is with me, I don't need to mention it to you." Chang Yao answered him.

She had only used Feng Yi's supplementary card once so far. At that time, she wanted to make more money and not treat herself badly. As they spent more time together, she didn't know when she started to hope that this relationship was equal, so she never used Feng Yi's supplementary card.

They get along with each other in their own way, which makes her feel that she is not being kept by Feng Yi, but is having a normal relationship.

Feng Yi misunderstood that she looked down on the 30,000 yuan a day and wanted to have his secondary card: "You have a big appetite."

Sometimes he would say joking things in a serious tone, and Chang Yao was used to it. If she was in a good mood, she would usually respond.

"Boss Feng, if I had a small appetite, I wouldn't have come to you."