Allow her to be pampered

In the next few days, life was uneventful, with the only slight change, Wu Qingzhi resumed commuting by car.

It can be said that the reason is still Chi Rong.

Chi Rong came back to Yuexin, but because of the cold palace, she was in unbearable pain and suffering, but she had a stubborn temper and was determined not to ask for leave for such things.

Wu Qingzhi couldn't bear it, so he invited the Chinese medicine doctor to come and prescribed a prescription for nourishing blood and dispelling cold, relieving pain and removing stasis.

Even more so, the special housekeeper was ordered to boil the medicine every morning, put it in a hot water bottle, and teach Chi Rong to take it to the business to drink.

The kettle is used to keep hot water on weekdays, it is a heavy and heavy pot, for a little girl like Chi Rong, holding the kettle is like holding a bag of rice, it takes a lot of effort.

Wu Qingzhi repeatedly wanted to send Chi Rong to work in person, but she was unswerving and still tried her best to avoid suspicion.

So they each made a concession and made a compromise.

During the daily commute, Chi Rong first took Wu Qingzhi's ride, and when he was one block away from the commercial store, he got off the car and walked to the post with a hot water bottle in his arms.

In this way, it was only six or seven days, and her colleagues had already paid attention to her.

What's more, with a sharp nose, you can smell the strong smell of Yanhusuo in this prescription.

So there were various speculations, but Chi Rong was weak, so it might be difficult to find her husband.

Chi Rong had heard about this a little bit, but calmly made a noncommittal attitude and let the opinions of others diverge.

It was a day when the summer rain was like a waterfall. Chi Rong squeezed under an umbrella with several female colleagues and ran to the small restaurant.

As soon as they hid under the eaves, they breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down in a seat where the rain would not splash.

There were several male employees sitting next to each other. The thunderstorm and thunderstorm pierced through their ears, but it did not affect their conversation.

I heard one of them exclaim with joy, "I've been looking forward to this watch for a long time! I've saved up three months' wages, and I just got it!"

Chi Rong followed the prestige, but saw that the man was wearing a silver steel watch on his wrist.

From a distance, it is indeed neat and tidy.

Before he knew it, Wu Qingzhi suddenly came to Chi Rong's mind.

If he wears this watch, he really doesn't know where he can see better than these people.

Thinking of this, Chi Rong secretly listened to their conversation.

But with just a few words, Chi Rong roughly calculated the price of the watch.

Most of the male employees are full-time employees, and their salary can be supplemented by years of service, which is about [-] to [-] silver dollars.

The salary for three months is about two hundred.

A watch worth [-] oceans is indeed very expensive. For the working class, it is an extremely luxurious consumption.

Chi Rong lowered his head gloomily.

She has just arrived here, and now she is receiving an intern salary, which is only 30 yuan a month.

This small amount of money, not to mention whether he could afford the watch, was not even enough for Wu Qingzhi to make her a skirt.

It seems that if you want to prepare a decent gift for Wu Qingzhi, you have a long way to go.

Chi Rong was resting her chin in silence, when suddenly someone called her name softly, "Chi Rong, can I sit next to you?"

Hearing the sound, Chi Rong looked up, only to see that the person who came with such eyes was Peng Yiru.

Xu went downstairs late at noon, and Peng Yiru arrived at the restaurant just now, intending to share a table with his colleagues for dinner.

But seeing her smiling peacefully and flawlessly, she seemed to want to sit down next to Chi Rong.

Chi Rong didn't care, so she moved her butt inward.

Seeing this, Peng Yiru sat in very gracefully, and even smiled kindly at her: "Chi Rong, thank you."

Knowing people, knowing face but not knowing heart, Chi Rong had already learned from Peng Yiru, so she was more than polite, but not affectionate enough.

Once there are more women, gossip will follow.

The first one to speak was the waitress at the front desk on the first floor: "Chi Rong, Peng Yiru, I heard that you two are classmates in the same girls' school. You must be very young. Have you ever gotten along with any men?"

This is the topic that Chi Rong is most afraid of being asked. She has already concealed her identity, so she only wants to fool it.

But when he was about to speak, Peng Yiru took the lead.

"But I never did," Peng Yiru smiled sweetly, "It's Chi Rong who was already married when we were studying."

What Peng Yiru said, as well as her attitude, seemed to be joking about today's diet, as light as a feather, but one stone stirred up thousands of waves, and immediately caused an uproar.

As soon as the words fell, Chi Rong was even more shocked, and only stared at Peng Yiru tightly.

She couldn't help but question Peng Yiru's betrayal, and the female colleagues in the seat couldn't bear it anymore, and asked one after another: "Chi Rong is married?! What is the man's name?"

"What do you do? Where is it from? Does it belong to Yue An?"

"Then you drank traditional Chinese medicine a few days ago. Could it be that you are recuperating your body and preparing to have a child?"

You talk to me, people's voices are noisy, and they rush into Chi Rong's Tianling Gai.

So he slapped the table and shouted angrily in a low voice: "My husband is from out of town, and he is also very introverted. There is nothing to talk about. Let's not talk about him, let's eat!"

After Chi Rong finished speaking, she suppressed her anger and said nothing.

During the meal, someone still asked again, but Chi Rong didn't answer, and Peng Yiru didn't reveal more, that person just lowered his head to pick up the meal just to make fun of himself.

The meal was not safe in the end, everyone is fine, only Chi Rong and Peng Yiru have their own ulterior motives.

After paying for the meal, Chi Rong made up a nonsense excuse, asking others to go first, and forced Peng Yiru to stay behind with her.

They were still sitting side by side, Chi Rong frowned, and asked first: "Peng Yiru, we have no enmity, why do you want to tell my secret?"

Peng Yiru was originally drinking boiled water from the small porcelain cup with missing horns, but when he heard this, he sneered: "You are the young wife who married into the Wu family with eight sedan chairs, how could you become a secret with such a scene? "

"But you know it! I don't want to expose my relationship with Wu—"

Before she finished speaking, Peng Yiru put the teacup on the table with a snap, and interrupted her: "Chi Rong, what's so shameful about being Mrs. Wu? If you don't want to, I'm willing to replace you! I won't be able to say If you mention Young Master Wu, you have to lie to your colleagues."

Chi Rong's fists hanging on his knees were clenched suddenly.

So and so, are you too lazy to put on airs?

So she rolled her almond eyes and smiled softly: "Peng Yiru, I never lie about Wu Qingzhi. His hometown is in Jinzhong, and he is originally a foreigner. It is also true that he is reticent and indifferent to outsiders."

Chi Rong glanced sideways, only looking at Peng Yiru, and said again, "For example, he treats you like this."

Peng Yiru remained silent, but his silver teeth were almost gnashed.

She was sure that Chi Rong would not understand love and act recklessly, so she wanted to use this to drive a wedge between the two of them.

Unexpectedly, as day after day passed, Chi Rong still acted like an outsider, not being provoked by her at all.

But the most unsatisfactory thing is none of these.

Today there was a strong wind and rain, and Xingfu messed up what he did. Peng Yiru relied on his patience, but he didn't realize that Chi Rong's smile broke his achievements.

That is the frank smile that only the loved one will show.

In Peng Yiru's heart, bursts of deep-seated hatred suddenly surged up.

She then said coldly: "Chi Rong, you don't lie about Young Master Wu because you love him."

Under the wind and rain, Peng Yiru's face was pale, like a plaster mask, lifeless: "But I don't love anyone, so I won't have a weakness, you can't win me."