Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 555: Who’s to Blame
The massage therapist had seen a lot in the world, and upon entering, seeing Rong Qingqing in such a state, just teased her with a smile, "You and your boyfriend have a really good relationship."
Seeing that Rong Qingqing had a calm expression and no intention of chatting, the therapist quieted down and focused on giving Rong Qingqing a massage and skincare treatment.
After completing the full-body treatment, and seeing that the client had already fallen into a deep sleep, the therapist gently closed the door and left.
The therapist’s massage technique was excellent, and Rong Qingqing had fallen asleep this comfortably, waking to find it was already dark.
After getting dressed, Rong Qingqing signed at the front desk and drove away.
It was already past six, and Rong Qingqing was pondering whether or not to go back to the Rong Family for dinner when Shen Jue’s call came in.
"Just woke up? Am I going to marry a pig in the future? Sleeping until noon in the morning, and then napped the whole afternoon? Hmm?" Shen Jue’s voice was full of mockery.
Rong Qingqing was accompanied by bodyguards. Earlier in the afternoon, when he called her and she didn’t answer, he called the bodyguards and learned that Rong Qingqing had gone to a women’s health club.
Shen Jue guessed right away that Rong Qingqing had slept comfortably.
Just then, the bodyguards sent him a message saying Rong Qingqing was awake, so Shen Jue called her again.
"Who’s to blame!" Rong Qingqing gritted her teeth in anger, "Shen Jue, you are a breeding pig! If it weren’t for my thick skin, I would have died of laughter at the club today!"
"Hmm, blame me." Shen Jue admitted his fault with a laugh, "I have a function tonight, after which I’ll come to the apartment to find you. It might be late, so don’t bolt the door, and leave it open for me."
Shen Jue had the password to Rong Qingqing’s apartment, so as long as she didn’t bolt it from the inside, he could get in.
"Don’t bother coming! Just seeing you annoys me!" Rong Qingqing replied angrily.
She had initially thought of going back to the Rong Family for dinner and staying the night.
But hearing Shen Jue say he’d visit the apartment tonight, Rong Qingqing cursed and grumbled as she got into her car, yet still honestly drove back to her apartment.
When she got to the apartment, Xiao Guan had already packed dinner and was waiting for her at the door.
Rong Qingqing took the dinner from Xiao Guan and complained, "I could’ve just ordered delivery, but he insisted on having you specifically pack it and bring it over."
"Miss Qingqing, if you don’t boss me around, I’m worried I might get laid off." Xiao Guan said helplessly, as working as a personal assistant for Rong Qingqing was the easiest job Xiao Guan had ever done over so many years.
Because Rong Qingqing was too independent, pretty much doing everything herself, never giving orders or relying on others.
"Don’t worry, even if Shen Jue gets laid off, you won’t." Rong Qingqing patted Xiao Guan’s shoulder, giving her immense assurance.
"Then please lay me off. If the boss hears this, I might get transferred to Africa." Xiao Guan was now almost on the verge of tears.
"What are you afraid of? I’ve got your back." Rong Qingqing joked with Xiao Guan.
Xiao Guan stayed in Rong Qingqing’s apartment until ten thirty before leaving, and when she left, she even considerately cooked a late-night snack and left it in the kitchen for Rong Qingqing.
Xiao Guan had just walked out, and barely two minutes later, Shen Jue arrived.
It was obvious that Shen Jue had messaged Xiao Guan to let her know she could leave when he was nearby.
Hearing the sound of the door lock opening after the password was entered, Rong Qingqing sat with her computer on the sofa, looking towards the entrance but without any intention of going to greet him.
