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Chapter 62 Bai Xuening's Disfigurement

Lu Yanting got into the car, but his assistant told him: "Boss, our people just came to report, but before they took action, Miss Bai was hit by a car."

Hearing this, Lu Yanting just frowned slightly.

He immediately thought of Song Tingyue. Apart from him, the only other person could be Song Tingyue.

Lu Yanting didn't take it to heart: "I know."

Return to the company.

It was already late at night after Lu Yanting finished handling his official duties.

He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the neon lights flashing, and suddenly felt lonely.

This hustle and bustle has nothing to do with him.

He was always alone.

Walking on the edge of dark night.

Lu Yanting took out his spare phone and looked through Jiang Chaoxi's Moments.

He saved all the pictures she had sent, and when she didn't update them, he would look at the old ones.

Suddenly, Jiang Chaoxi sent him a message: [Mr. L, this is the final draft. Take a look at it. If you have no objection, I will arrange for the master to make it for you tomorrow. 】

Soon a computer-drawn color picture was sent over.

There is almost no difference between the actual product and Jiang Chaoxi's design draft.

Seeing the picture, even Lu Yanting, who is not good at jewelry, was amazed.

So beautiful.

Jiang Chaoxi even drew the veins of the ginkgo leaves, which is smart and vital.

Pink diamonds are wrapped in ginkgo leaves, luxurious and noble.

Wearing it on Jiang Chaoxi's neck, it will definitely look beautiful.

Lu Yanting hopes to see the finished product of the necklace as soon as possible, but does not want to see the finished product too soon.

Once the necklace is given away, Jiang Chaoxi will know that "Mr. L" is him, and may block him immediately and not contact him in the future.

He hoped that she could wear this necklace when she married Song Tingyue.

Let’s consider it as a wedding gift from him!

Lu Yanting thought for a moment before replying to Jiang Chaoxi: [It's very beautiful, I have no objection.]

[Okay, Mr. L, according to our contract, you need to pay 50% of the design fee after the design is finalized. If you are satisfied with the inspection before delivery, you will pay the remaining 40%. 】

On the day I signed the contract, I paid a 10% deposit.

【good.】

Lu Yanting immediately contacted his overseas company and paid Jiang Chaoxi.

Jiang Chaoxi received the money quickly.

The growth of the numbers on the bank card brought Jiang Chaoxi far less happiness than the design brought her.

She prefers to design works that she is satisfied with.

Jiang Chaoxi walked out of the room and wanted to get a bottle of juice to drink, but saw Song Tingyue and Jiang Mufeng drinking in the living room.

There are many empty wine bottles on the coffee table.

"You are still drinking. It's so late. Go to bed!"

Song Tingyue was already drunk and looked at Jiang Chaoxi happily: "Xi Bao, you don't have to worry about us. My second uncle and I had a great time chatting. You can go to sleep!"

"Senior brother, please drink less, and second uncle, you should also drink less." Jiang Chaoxi warned a few words and took the juice into the room.

Jiang Mufeng was half drunk and half awake. He said loudly: "Xi Bao, tomorrow morning, you will cook sobering soup for us. The sobering soup you made is delicious... The sobering soup you gave me today was drunk by Mr. Lu.

I drank more than half of it, but I didn’t drink enough. Tomorrow, you cook more, cook more..."

Jiang Chaoxi's footsteps stagnated, and he responded in a muffled voice: "Okay."

Then he quickened his pace and entered the room.

Did Lu Yanting drink the hangover soup she sent to the hotel?

In the past, when Lu Yanting couldn't see, he often got drunk.

She would cook hangover soup for him, but he always found it unpleasant and refused to drink it, and had to persuade her to drink it.

I didn't expect that he would take the initiative to drink the hangover soup she cooked. It's really rare.

After completing the new work, Jiang Chaoxi was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

Lying on the bed, turning over and over.

Now her belly is getting bigger and bigger. She can't sleep lying down, but can only sleep on her side. Half of her body is numb after sleeping for a long time.

There are still three months left to give birth, and if her body allows, she will complete two to three more works.

There is something to do every day, and time is not so difficult.

The next day, Jiang Chaoxi got up very early.

When he opened the door, he saw Song Tingyue and Jiang Mufeng sleeping on the sofa.

She went into the room and took two thin quilts to cover them.

When Jiang Mufeng was covered with quilt, he slept soundly and didn't react at all.

But when he was covering Song Tingyue with the quilt, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his hand reflexively grabbed Jiang Chaoxi's wrist.

The moment he opened his eyes, a cold light shone in his eyes, which was eerie and terrifying.

"Senior brother..."

Jiang Chaoxi had never seen such a fearful look in Song Tingyue's eyes and was startled.

In the blink of an eye, Song Tingyue's eyes became gentle, and they still looked like the breeze and bright moon, as if the harshness just now was just her illusion.

Song Tingyue sat up: "Xi Bao, I'm going to make breakfast. What do you want to eat today?"

"Brother, you can sleep a little longer and I'll do it myself!" Jiang Chaoxi patted Song Tingyue lightly: "Go to sleep and don't worry about me."

Although Song Tingyue felt dizzy, he still stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Jiang Chaoxi couldn't resist him, so he could only clean up the living room, took a big garbage bag, and put the wine bottles in the garbage bag.

She did a rough calculation and found that Song Tingyue and her second uncle drank a total of three bottles of red wine and eight bottles of beer last night.

I really didn't realize that Song Tingyue was so good at drinking.

She and the bottle were brought to the door, and the cleaning lady would come to clean them later and collect them together.

Song Tingyue made a simple breakfast, a parmesan cheese bagel sandwich and hot milk.

The two of them sat next to Nakajima and slowly ate breakfast.

After drinking too much last night, Song Tingyue had no appetite and couldn't eat the bagel sandwich. He only drank some milk.

Jiang Chaoxi started making hangover soup after breakfast.

Seeing how skillfully she cooked the hangover soup, Song Tingyue recalled what Jiang Mufeng said last night, that Lu Yanting liked to drink the hangover soup she cooked.

Song Tingyue felt sour in her heart. Apart from painting, Jiang Chaoxi had never done any housework before. Not to mention making sobering soup, she couldn't even cook. How much hardship had she endured in those three years?

Soon, Jiang Chaoxi turned off the fire and turned around to see Song Tingyue looking at him distressedly.

She knew what he was thinking and smiled brightly: "Senior brother, you didn't eat much for breakfast just now. The hangover soup I cooked is delicious. You can drink a few more bowls later."

"Okay." Song Tingyue responded bitterly.

The corners of his lips curled up, and his smile was a bit forced.



The other side at this time.

Bai Xuening woke up after a long sleep and found that her face was swollen into a pig's head.

She looked at the mirror and let out a heartbreaking cry: "Ah...my face...ah...help..."

Bai Xuening is most proud of her beauty and figure.

Now her face has turned into a pig's head, which she cannot accept at all.

In the bathroom, he yelled hysterically: "Call the doctor, call the doctor quickly, what's wrong with my face?"

Not long after, the doctor came.

Bai Xuening was examined, and the results showed that she had a rare allergy.

A hormone is needed to treat allergies.

Bai Xuening said regardless: "Treat me quickly. No matter what medicine is used, my face must be cured."


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