Ruan Jiujiu was worry about him: "It's so hot, let's go to hospital."
Cheng Jun closed his eyes, said hoarsely: "No."
Usually, Cheng Jun will behave good. He will do what you wanted him to do. But today was an exception. Ruan Jiujiu had no idea but persuaded him: "You got a fever, it's better to go to hospital. What if it gets worse?"
Cheng Jun just repeated one word.
Ruan Jiujiu rubbed the hair and felt out of her wits: "Well, then you lie in bed first. If not brought down in a few hours, we'll go to emergency department, ok?"
After a long time, "hum".
Because of the fever, his cheeks were flushed red and sleepy eyes couldn't be opened. He looked a little cute now.
When Ruan Jiujiu tried to pull him up—
Hell no! Why so heavy! Was he a weight in his last life?
Ruan Jiujiu helped him rise with difficulty. She found that he looked thin and tall, but at the moment he was so heavy that Ruan Jiujiu almost out of breath. She gnashed her teeth, carrying him as if carrying a bag of rice.
"I really... strained all my muscle ..."
Cheng Jun slightly opened his eyes: "Mush? Mushroom?"
Ruan Jiujiu: “...”
As long as you talked about food, he got clear mind than anyone!
The only thing in her head was moaning. Seeing that he was ill, she finally put him on his single bed when she was almost exhausted. He looked weak and pitiful. Ruan Jiujiu used a wet towel to wipe his brow and palms to make him feel better.
Cheng Jun's fingers were slender and straight. Ruan Jiujiu appreciated them while wiping the hands.
She fed Cheng Jun with two glasses of warm water and antipyretics. Finally, she sat down beside him to catch her breath.
Now, Ruan Jiujiu began to look at his room.
Since she came into the book, she still didn't know what his room looked like. To her disappointment, there was no garage kits, no erotic magazines or CDs, and no masturbation cups. On the contrary, the room was very clean, with one bed, two computers, chairs and a bookcase. Basically, these were all his stuff in the room.
In the bookcase, there was no comics, no novels but many books she didn't even understand.
The most familiar one was "The Little Prince" on the highest level. Ruan Jiujiu didn't expect he liked to read this kind of book. She looked around, returned to the bed and wiped his brow again.
Cheng Jun, lying on the bed, suddenly grabbed Ruan Jiujiu's wrist.
This scary action startled her: "What are you doing!"
He was strong, holding her wrist tightly. The temperature of his palm was very high. It was more than enough for his fingers to buckle her slender wrist. Ruan Jiujiu was a little bit dumb, not knowing what he wanted to do.
At this moment, Cheng Jun slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at Ruan Jiujiu, with many complex emotions involved in his long narrow eyes. Ruan Jiujiu couldn't tell for a while.
Ruan Jiujiu felt nervous: "What?"
"I want to ... eat dumplings." His voice was hoarse, and he tried his best to finish a few words and let go off his hands.
Ruan Jiujiu: "..."
Cheng Jun thought about it for a while, and added: "Mutton filling..."
Then he were immediately interrupted.
“Now you still want mutton? You wanna kill yourself, right!”
Ruan Jiujiu completely believed that Cheng Jun had a ability to irritate her.
He was a little disappointed
“Then, prawn filling?”
Ruan Jiujiu gently answered: “... What about rag filling?”
Cheng Jun failed to get the dumplings as he wished, but he also had a satisfying dish of lean porridge with preserved eggs and a small plate of refreshing side dish.
Seeing him cheer up, and the fever gradually came down, she finally relaxed.
During the dining, Ruan Jiujiu thought of Qu Wei. She carefully leaned her chin and asked: "Well... Will you inherit your dad's company in the future?"
Forgave her straightforwardness, after all there was little husband-wife love between them.
Cheng Jun stopped scooping and said with a calm tone: "No."
Ruan sighed: "Could you be alert! She is bullying you! But you? Too patient!
She was quiet for a minute.
Although she had already prepared to divorce him, the day came earlier than she thought.
“Let me be clear. Qu Wei have asked me for your shares. I know you don’t want to fight with her or even for the share, but you need money to support your life. So I’ve promised her to divorce you to get two houses and extra RMB 3 million. You need money more than I do. I’m gonna to keep one house and the rest is for you.”
She had that RMB 700,000 which was enough for her to live on. Moreover, the house was also an asset.
Hearing this, Cheng Jun raised his head.”For me?”
“Yep, I don’t need too much money and you should care more about yourself. Look at you now, just catch a cold...” Ruan Jiujiu rolled her eyes.
Cheng Jun kept staring at her. His dark eyes were slightly opened, revealing some shining. This didn’t happened very often. It was quite different. He was in silence for while, and then repeated: “For me?”
Ruan Jiujiu: “Are you a repeater now?”
Cheng Jun didn’t answer her but asked: “Why?”
"Just in return for the kindness that you let me eat and drink for free, and give me the money. Is this justified? But, anyway, the money is yours. I just gain some advantage from you."
"If you have no problem, the divorce contract is in my drawer. I'll sign it later." Ruan Jiujiu gave such a long speech. Finally, Cheng Jun put down the spoon.
His tone was calm and gentle.
Ruan Jiujiu: "Huh? No? You support me."
Ruan Jiujiu: "Eh?"
"I have savings."
Ruan Jiujiu made gestures with her hand: "500,000? 1 million? 2 million? Wouldn't there be RMB 5 million!"
Cheng Jun looked at her. She was very excited. Being afraid to scare her, he calmly answered: " Hum, and two more houses." So, she didn't need to think of Qu Wei' two houses.
Actually... Another two zeros needed to be added behind 5 million, and then double over.
Ruan Jiujiu was shocked: "I really don't know you are so rich!"
His father's company had been working for so many years. Its annual revenue was just the same as his monthly revenue. The gap was too large. Cheng Jun never felt the share he held in the company was big. Because this even wasn't enough for him to develop a game.
In his eyes, Qu Wei was like a ugly clown jumping up and down, trying hard for a little money.
He concealed it too well, so his father and Qu Wei didn't think he could make a difference. In their hearts, he was a worthless screw-up, so they didn't give a shit about what he was doing.
This also made them miss a big secret—
This “pile of shit” now had a listed company which already valued billions. And all this just happened within a few years.
Ruan Jiujiu was in shock.
"Oh my god! Your mother left for you?" This was the only reason she could come up with.
Cheng Jun was silent for a moment.
Ruan Jiujiu sighed in relief: "That's good, if you're a big boss, then I will definitely move away." She was very afraid of trouble. Disturbing other people was the least thing she wanted to do. So if Cheng Jun did business on his own, the situation became complicated.
Cheng Jun's eyes slid out of focus: "..."
So, Ruan Jiujiu didn't need to worry.
She asked: "Then I still pay as usual every month, right?"
Cheng Jun was very calm: "Doubled, including food expenses."
Ruan Jiujiu: "Ok! Even the imperial feast I'll cook for you!"
Cheng Jun immediately captured the keyword: "Imperial feast? What are they?"
Ruan Jiujiu: "... Well, do you need another bowl of porridge?"
As for how his father's company will be, and how Qu Wei will handle it, Ruan Jiujiu had no idea yet.
The next day, another piece of good news.
There was a problem with the capital operation of Cheng's father company. It happened that a project was revealed to have serious problems. This went on a hot search. Some investors withdrew their capital. Then the stock plunged, the share immediately shrank by at least half.
Suddenly suffered terribly, Cheng's father was so anxious that he couldn't sleep day and night, and Qu Wei freaked out and kept crying.
Her shares! Her money! It's all gone!
For this, Quwei, who had been obedient and considerate before, suddenly became a dragon, arguing with Cheng's father every day. She was so painful that even want to beat him.
After seeing what she really was, Cheng's father was shocked and anguished.
The company experienced downsizing, but fortunately it didn't pay too much, so it would not go bankrupt. Cheng's father was so desperate that he just wanted to save his company. How could he have time to care about what his son was doing.
Cheng Jun got better mostly the next day.
Ruan Jiujiu now was rich and confident, so she decided to give Cheng Jun a good meal.
Cheng Jun received the message from Tu Nan.
[Boss, should I withdraw the last investment? ]
Cheng Jun tapped at his fingertips.
The author had something to say:
Ruan Jiujiu: Felt so good to be rich!
Cheng Jun: So, the imperial feast...
Ruan Jiujiu: Shut up:)