"Huh?" Lu Jiaqi turned around dissatisfiedly and saw a man in professional clothes standing behind him holding a bouquet of roses.

She looked at him arrogantly, although the man in front of her had his own charm, but at this moment, Lu Jiaqi didn't have the heart to take care of these little shrimps anymore. Here, she is Nangong Jin's fiancée and the future hostess of this celebrity Wangjing Hotel.

Here, except for Nangong Jin, no one needs her to give a good face, and no one needs her to condescend.

"This is the flower that the president ordered someone to send you!" The man didn't have any emotional changes because of Lu Jiaqi's arrogant attitude, nor did he stammered flattery because of the titles she imagined, but just politely conveyed the above arrangement.

"Oh!" This situation surprised Lu Jiaqi a little, she took the flower handed by the man in a daze, and didn't know how to react for a while.

She thought it was a new admirer, but the result seemed to excite her even more.

Many people must have heard what he said just now, right? Lu Jiaqi raised his eyes and looked at the back of the man leaving, and said loudly: "Thank you, tell Nangong for me, I like this flower very much!" ”

The man's footsteps only paused for a moment, and then he left as if nothing had happened.

The man's unreasonable attitude did not affect Lu Jiaqi's good mood. She hugged the bouquet of flowers, intoxicated by her imagination.

Lu Jiaqi is a famous beauty in City A, and she is a luminous body wherever she stands, not to mention that in this not very spacious space, the fiery red roses in her arms are even more impossible to ignore.

Many of the young women who passed by the hall looked back frequently, with a little more envy and jealousy in their eyes. As long as the male partner next to him dares to look at it, there will be no bruises on his arm.

However, the premise is that the man is in love with the woman.

……

In the early morning, Li Xiaoyou woke up early, but she still kept her eyes closed and lay there motionless. She could feel Nangong Jin staring at her, but she didn't have the strength to fight with him, nor was she in the mood to give him a big warm smile as usual.

She just lay there, immersed in her own thoughts. Maybe I was thinking too much about it, and before I knew it, tears were gently sliding down from the corners of my eyes.

It wasn't until Nangong Jin's hand gently wiped her off that she woke up, but she still didn't want to face him, so she just changed her position.

Nangong Jin sighed softly and got up lightly. It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing that Li Xiaoyou opened his eyes. At this time, she couldn't hold back anymore and cried under the quilt.

Nangong Jin held the medicine box in her hand, standing outside the door and hearing Li Xiaoyou's cry, her eyes couldn't help but darken.

Hearing the sound of Nangong Jin pushing the door, Li Xiaoyou immediately stopped crying, but his shoulders were still twitching uncontrollably.

Nangong Jin walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and wanted to change the dressing for Li Xiaoyou. But Li Xiaoyou quickly retracted his feet.

Such an obvious refusal made Nangong Jin a little unhappy, but he still suppressed his temper and carefully pulled Li Xiaoyou's feet out again.

This time, Li Xiaoyou didn't refuse again, just quietly let him re-bandage his feet.