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Gong Xiaochen's dark eyes paused for a moment, then narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of danger.

"You think you can break off the agreement over such a small matter?"

"Wen Shengsheng, do you think I'm cheap?"

Wen Shengsheng's face stiffened slightly.

A night with the young master certainly wasn't cheap, but it wasn't priceless either.

"Hehe." She chuckled dryly. "I just thought you were uncomfortable, so I wanted to tell a joke to lighten the mood."

Gong Xiaochen raised his hand and pinched her fair face hard. "You're only good at lying, not telling jokes."

Wen Shengsheng bared her teeth and gently pushed his hand away.

"Alright, we've slept together, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." He glanced at her. "You weren't drugged tonight, so you shouldn't be so reckless as to pounce on me, a patient. Go to sleep, I'll wake you up tomorrow morning."

"..."

That might sound rude, but it's the truth.

This is the young master that Li Chuan mentioned. Judging from the way he and that girl in blue were today, he probably has a lot of women around him. He probably never cared about her at all and was just teasing her.

She, on the other hand, always put on a serious and reserved look, which seemed very unnatural.

Besides, it's already difficult to get a taxi at this time and in this area, and it's not safe for her to be alone as a girl.

"Okay, thank you very much, Young Master Gong." After saying that, Wen Shengsheng went to the guest room in a generous manner.

Gong Xiaochen took a sip of water, silently watching her retreating figure. Only after she went inside to rest did he look away, a sly smile playing on his lips.

Wen Shengsheng is a light sleeper by nature and can be woken up by the slightest noise, but she slept very well that night.

She woke up naturally after a good night's sleep, and when she heard people talking outside, she opened her eyes and then, as usual, reached for her phone by her pillow.

Finally, I found my phone on the bedside table; it was already charging.

Upon realizing she was at Gong Xiaochen's house, Wen Shengsheng immediately lost her sleepiness and sat up abruptly.

When she pushed open the door, a man and a woman were already standing in the living room, carrying large and small bags.

Gong Xiaochen sat on the sofa, holding a tablet and reading news.

He was already dressed, his neat black shirt tucked into his crisp trousers, revealing his taut waistline, showing no trace of the fatigue or illness he had shown the night before.

Capable and dashing.

Is this... a sign that the illness is cured?

Seeing that Wen Shengsheng was awake, Gong Xiaochen casually pointed to the bags.

"Look, pick out an outfit for yourself."

Upon hearing Gong Xiaochen's words, the man and woman immediately offered standard business smiles.

The man said, "This must be Young Master Gong's girlfriend. She's so beautiful and has such a great presence."

The woman quickly took out the ironed clothes from the bag.

"Come on, take a look. Which one would you like to wear? They're all our latest styles this season."

Looking at the huge logo on the bag, Wen Shengsheng realized that these two must be employees of a high-end brand clothing store, and Gong Xiaochen had asked them to deliver the clothes early in the morning.

She quickly waved her hand, "I'm not Young Master Gong's girlfriend, you've misunderstood."

Then she looked at Gong Xiaochen and said, "I can go home by myself. I don't need to change my clothes."

Any one of these clothes would cost tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of yuan, which she couldn't afford.

Gong Xiaochen raised an eyebrow. "Who said you were going home? You're going to work overtime at the company later! I just talked to you about it yesterday, and today you're dressed like this to go to the company again?"

Do we still have to work overtime?

Wen Shengsheng said awkwardly, "But these clothes are too expensive, I don't have the money to pay for them."

“Who said you had to pay now?” Gong Xiaochen stood up, went to look at the clothes himself, and then picked out a gray suit. “It will be deducted from your salary.”

Wen Shengsheng was startled, and her mouth involuntarily formed an "O" shape.

"Go change, then come with me to the company," the big boss ruthlessly ordered.

Under Gong Xiaochen's sharp gaze, Wen Shengsheng could only grit her teeth and "buy" the outfit, then went back to her room to put it on.

High-end brand clothes are indeed excellent; from the workmanship and tailoring to the fabric, the quality is top-notch.

But she still felt a pang of pain in her heart.

The salaries at Qingshan Capital aren't low, but they're not enough to justify such extravagance.

After washing up and changing clothes, Gong Xiaochen took Wen Shengsheng directly to the underground parking garage.

It's on the second basement level of this villa. As soon as you step out, there's a row of parking spaces, filled with all sorts of cars.

Gong Xiaochen chose the same Phantom from last night.

He doesn't have a driver; he drives himself.

At an intersection near the company, Wen Shengsheng asked Gong Xiaochen to drop her off first. After thanking him, she went to the company herself.

Even on weekends, with so many young women in the company eyeing Gong Xiaochen, she didn't want to incur their wrath.

As soon as I arrived on the 28th floor, I saw Liang Fei there as well.

The two exchanged a casual greeting. Just as Wen Shengsheng turned on her computer, Liang Fei suddenly leaned over and stared intently at the gray suit she was wearing.

"My God, Sheng Sheng, you...you have a boyfriend?"

"No," Wen Shengsheng shook her head.

"How could that be? Even if we saved up for a year, it wouldn't be enough to buy this outfit of yours. You've kept it a secret for a long time, not revealing a single word."

what! ?

Wen Shengsheng looked down at her gray suit and exclaimed in dismay, "Is this suit so expensive?"

"The latest Chanel design, ordinary people can't even buy it." A hint of jealousy flashed across Liang Fei's face. "Who gave it to you? Won't you tell me?"

Wen Shengsheng was in no mood to answer Liang Fei's question; she felt like her heart was bleeding.

A year's salary...

Her money...

This cunning and ruthless official, knowing full well that she was poor, still deliberately chose such an expensive outfit for her to wear.

It’s really infuriating.

Seeing that Wen Shengsheng was lost in thought and wouldn't answer her question, Liang Fei rolled her eyes and turned away unhappily.