689. I Want To Draw A Line With You 3

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"I……"

She really didn't expect that he would say such tender words.

It seems that when a person walks around the edge of life and death, all his thoughts will change.

He used to be such a workaholic.

I heard from Xie’s mother that when he first took charge of Xingchen Group, he only slept two hours a night for half a month.

He has read all the reports and data and still keeps them in his mind.

Every time a new product is launched, he will personally ask the sales lady at the mall store for her opinion, and then put forward ideas for improvement.

Every time a new product was promoted, he would personally teach the models how to express the essence of the product.

In order to connect with foreign countries, he often travels on business and reads books in English, French and German.

If a detail was not perfect or impeccable, he would be unable to sleep and would sleepwalk in the middle of the night thinking about it.

However, he has changed now.

Is it for yourself?

This heavy feeling...

The swelling made her heart hurt, but she also felt like a new sprout was breaking through the ground...

"What's wrong? You look so scared? Are you afraid that I won't be able to make money if I don't work hard?" Situ Chenjue teased her, "That's right. My husband has become unmotivated now. He may not be able to drive a Lamborghini in the future. I can only

Driving a cheap car like a BMW...can you live like this, eh?"

"That's great, okay! You are really an enemy of the people, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are!" She wrinkled her nose.

"Okay, if your requirements are so low, you can still do it, don't worry..." He ruffled her hair and kissed her, "My wife is really easy to take care of..."

Feeling the envious, jealous and hateful looks of everyone, Situ Chenjue raised his head and glanced at the people surrounding him with cold eyes: "Have you heard enough? Do you still want to wait here to have lunch with us?"

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Everyone immediately understood what Mr. Situ meant and quickly disappeared at the door one by one.

So, at Huanyan's request, Situ Chenjue finally agreed to stay in the ward and not go home.

However, he naturally did not want to live in the cold and airtight ICU intensive care unit full of instruments and tubes, and moved into a super luxurious five-star ward.

For the ward, his requirements are that all the things used are top-notch, the best and most comfortable, everything must be readily available, and life must not be inconvenient at all, but must also be of high quality.

What is quality?

Ahem... The size of the ward should not be less than 150 square meters, it should have a balcony, and there should be a large amount of greenery outside the window.

The pure pine desk, bookshelf, huge double bed, dressing table, and even the flowers must be roses freshly transported from Damascus.

Huanyan couldn't help but sigh when she saw that the CEO had just returned from the brink of death and returned to his previous luxurious style.

It seems that it is really easy for this person to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

It's not like you can't make money and drive a "cheap" product like a BMW!

However, seeing that he finally woke up, she felt comforted, contented and happy that she had never felt before, so she didn't care about him. She just got whatever he wanted.

However, lying in this extremely comfortable so-called ward, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. This didn't look like a recuperation, it was almost like a vacation!

After Situ Chenjue's first day of full-body examination and brainwave examination, even the doctor couldn't help but exclaimed that it was a miracle favored by the goddess of luck.

Not only was he awake, but his past memories were almost intact.


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