Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 302: All the Supplements for Shen Jue

Shen Jue patted her back, unable to control his mood, and laughed softly beside her, "Even if it’s delicious, you don’t have to drink it so fast. If you like it, I’ll give you mine as well."

Rong Qingqing pushed away Shen Jue’s hand and glanced at her bowl, which was already empty.

Even if Rong Qingqing were clueless, she would know what Nanny Zhao meant by saying "need some nourishment."

It must be that Guo Lan and Nanny Zhao both knew she slept with Shen Jue last night.

Well, this thing is hard for everyone not to notice!

Because she and Shen Jue only woke up together at eleven thirty.

Guo Lan and Nanny Zhao must have misunderstood!

"I won’t drink anymore," Rong Qingqing pushed the bowl, "and neither should you!"

She was planning to crash in Shen Jue’s bed again tonight. If Shen Jue drank too much, got too "nourished," what if Shen Jue went wild?

Shen Jue originally didn’t intend to drink, but seeing Rong Qingqing’s jumpy and flustered reaction, he found teasing her very interesting.

He directly changed his mind, picked up the bowl, "Don’t waste Nanny Zhao’s good intentions, we can’t let it go to waste."

Then, under Rong Qingqing’s glaring eyes, Shen Jue slowly finished a whole bowl of soup.

Putting down the bowl, Shen Jue even nodded and said something infuriating.

"You’re right, the taste is indeed not bad."

Rong Qingqing almost spat out a mouthful of old blood in frustration.

"Nanny Zhao, Shen Jue says it tastes good, serve him another bowl, let Shen Jue have a good nourishment!"

The last three words were squeezed out from between Rong Qingqing’s teeth.

"Leave the rest to Shen Jue, let him ’nourish,’ my body is perfectly fine, no need for nourishing," Rong Qingqing said, then quickly slipped out of the dining room.

"Qingqing is a girl, she’s shy, don’t tease her," Guo Lan said with a motherly smile.

"You’re a boy, so I’ll talk to you. It’s fine for you two to live together, but you need to know your limits. Don’t let Qingqing get pregnant before the wedding, understand?"

Shen Jue chuckled, "If she gets pregnant, we’ll have the baby."

Guo Lan raised her hand and slapped Shen Jue’s shoulder, "You’re a boy, you have to protect the girl. If you aren’t married and she gets pregnant, do you want people in Qing City to laugh at Qingqing?"

Only then did Shen Jue correct his nonchalant expression and nodded in agreement.

Thinking it over, Shen Jue felt his mother was right, he couldn’t let Rong Qingqing be criticized.

Anyway, he wasn’t in a hurry to have children.

After running out of the dining room, Rong Qingqing’s face was almost burning.

She knew Guo Lan and Nanny Zhao misunderstood, thinking she and Shen Jue rolled in the sheets last night.

So they brought the perfect tonic soup for her and Shen Jue first thing in the morning.

Rong Qingqing wanted to explain but didn’t know how.

Because, indeed, she did sleep with Shen Jue last night.

Sitting on the sofa, Rong Qingqing forked a piece of fruit and ate it, then picked up her phone to check.

She had silenced her phone to avoid disturbing Shen Jue while she slept last night, missing a new message notification on WeChat.

Her elder brother sent her a message this morning, probably around nine.

At that time, Rong Qingqing was still sleeping in Shen Jue’s arms.

"I didn’t know you were Shen Jue’s fiancée that day, sorry if I was offensive. — Rong Kuo."

"Let’s forget about the fender bender. — Rong Kuo."

Rong Qingqing thought, oh no, that can’t be right.

She quickly replied to her elder brother’s message.

"Mr. Rong, the fender bender that day was indeed my fault, I was distracted while driving. It’s my mistake, can’t let you bear the consequences. Please send me the repair bill for the car, and I’ll transfer the money to you. — Rong Qingqing."