Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 652: Don’t Even Think About It

Apparently, he was really starving.

By the time they got downstairs, the bodyguard was already waiting by the car. Shen Jue tossed the car keys directly to the bodyguard, waiting for him to carry him into the car. Rong Qingqing stood by watching, her eyes hurting from the sight.

Two big and strong men doing a princess carry...

The scene was quite beautiful.

Shen Jue couldn’t walk before.

But now, he could walk, run, and jump.

Once in the car, Rong Qingqing sat next to Shen Jue, sneakily sending him a WeChat message.

When do you plan to let people know that your foot is healed? ——Rong Qingqing.

Every time Lin Bufan or the bodyguards carry you into the car, President Shen, how do you feel? ——Rong Qingqing.

How about next time I carry you into the car? I’m pretty strong. ——Rong Qingqing.

[Eager to try]Emoticon. ——Rong Qingqing.

Shen Jue’s face darkened when he saw the last emoticon.

He leaned closer to Rong Qingqing, and in a low voice, replied, "Don’t even think about it."

Isn’t he shameless?

Letting his girlfriend carry him into the car?

Crazy?

Not yet, once things are stable here, I need to go abroad again. I’ll stay abroad for a while before coming back; otherwise, it’s hard to explain how my foot recovered. ——Shen Jue.

By then you can come with me, and we’ll be on vacation together. ——Shen Jue.

Can I not go? There’s nothing fun abroad. With that time, I’d rather stay in Shenzhen for a while. ——Rong Qingqing.

You are an older unmarried fiancé, you need to learn to be independent, don’t cling to people so much. ——Rong Qingqing.

Distance makes the heart grow fonder. I’m really afraid that seeing you every day like this, I might get tired of you someday. ——Rong Qingqing.

Shen Jue threw his phone to the side, gritting his teeth, "If you get tired of me, then be ready to go blind."

Seeing Rong Qingqing turn her head to glare at him, Shen Jue sneered, reached out to hold Rong Qingqing’s hand, and said nothing.

With a sullen face, it was clear he was unhappy.

But Shen Jue knew deep down, between him and Rong Qingqing, he couldn’t be without her.

By this time, they didn’t go for any fancy meal, Shen Jue took Rong Qingqing directly to a somewhat popular Cantonese restaurant near their apartment.

They didn’t order anything extravagant, just two bowls of wonton, a few steamed dishes, and two types of pastries.

The place was still quite crowded at this hour, all there for late-night snacks.

As soon as Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue entered, they indeed caught a lot of attention.

They were really good-looking, plus one was sitting in a wheelchair.

Soon, someone recognized Rong Qingqing, and when the waiter came to serve the dishes, she was a bit excited, bringing a pen and paper, softly asking Rong Qingqing if she could get an autograph.

Rong Qingqing didn’t see herself as some celebrity, praised the waiter for being particularly cute but still smiled and declined.

Probably feeling flattered, the waiter wasn’t upset, still happily thanked them and returned to work.

After the person left, Rong Qingqing propped her chin up and winked at Shen Jue, "Look at my damn beauty that has nowhere to go."

Shen Jue glanced at Rong Qingqing and smiled with a smirk.

Rong Qingqing was scrolling through her phone, lowering her head as she complained to Shen Jue, "I do admire Zhao Junxi a bit, for those artists, going out requires full gear and sneaking around."

Speaking of this, Rong Qingqing shook her phone, bit into a steamed chicken claw, and continued to complain, "We attended an auction and even got posted online, trending in searches? Now when we come out for a late-night snack, are we going to trend soon too?"