Diary of Getting Rich Quick in the South

As soon as Ruan Dong stepped out the door, bursts of laughter immediately came from outside.

Not long after, Ma Wencai pushed open the door and came in carrying two bottles of mineral water.

As soon as he saw me, he quickly stepped forward, put his arm around my shoulder, and grinned mischievously.

"Wow, bro, Ruan Dong spent half an hour alone with you in the lounge. I saw how gentle she was with you from afar. What, does this girl really see you as her savior and plan to repay you with her body? Or have you two already...hehehehe?"

I had a bit of a headache, so I raised my hand and pushed away his arm that was on my shoulder.

"Old Ma, stop joking with me. We only talked for the first time last night. We're just ordinary colleagues at most. Don't listen to the rumors outside."

Ma Wencai clicked his tongue: "You're so clueless. There's an old saying that 'a beating is a sign of affection, and scolding is a sign of love,' which applies even more to our place."

Last night, Liu Ming bullied her in public, and all the dozens of people in the room pretended not to hear or hear, and no one dared to stand up for her.

"You're a newcomer who's not afraid to offend people and just sticks your neck out. What woman wouldn't be tempted? It's perfectly normal for her to take the initiative with you."

"In a place like Hongyun, where all sorts of people mingle, men are attracted to pretty and gentle girls, while women admire men who are courageous and loyal. You've just hit the nail on the head regarding what she values ​​most."

I shook my head helplessly, unmoved by those words.

Having suffered too many heartbreaks in the past, I'm too afraid to fall in love easily anymore.

After experiencing Guo Qingqing and all those other upsetting things, I've finally come to a complete understanding.

The love and affection between men and women is not as simple and pure as it seems on the surface.

I haven't even settled in yet, Liu Ming is a potential threat hanging over my head, and my training under Zhao Hongqi has only just begun. I have no time to get involved in relationships.

It's even less likely that she'd fall for just anyone she meets.

If I calm down and think it over carefully, if I really get too involved with Ruan Dong, to put it bluntly, it will just be a farce that ends in nothing.

She works in nightclubs and comes into contact with all sorts of men every day; she's an expert at manipulating people's hearts.

The words of affection may sound passionate, but no one can tell how much is genuine and how much is fake.

There have been times before when I trusted others completely and wholeheartedly.

In the end, all I got was scheming and concealment.

I had already made up my mind to first establish a firm foothold and resolve all the troubles at hand.

Make a name for yourself, truly establish yourself before considering anything else.

When I'm able to protect the people I want to protect without relying on anyone else.

You won't have to constantly read other people's faces or be wary of being tricked. Only then can you seriously consider relationships and find someone who treats you sincerely.

Seeing that I didn't seem to be really interested, Ma Wencai stopped joking and patted me on the back.

"I'm not forcing you to do anything, I'm just reminding you that Ruan Dong is different from the other PR girls in the store. I think her feelings for you are genuine."

But if you have concerns, don't force yourself. Don't act impulsively and end up hurting both sides.

I gave a slight smirk and replied calmly, "I know what I'm doing and won't do anything reckless."

After seeing Ma Wencai off, I moved a chair and sat by the window of the lounge, lost in thought, not knowing what to do.

The shop quickly became busy, and the corridor was filled with the noisy singing of customers.

I simply closed my eyes and leaned against the wall to rest, trying my best not to think about those troubling things.

About four hours later, the door to the lounge was gently pushed open.

Ruan Dong walked in carrying ointment and cotton swabs. Her makeup was still intact, and she was still wearing that cropped top. She was also holding a cup of warm water.

As she entered, two female public relations staff members carrying empty wine bottles happened to catch a glimpse of this scene, stopped in their tracks, and exchanged knowing glances.

"Oh, Sister Dong came all the way here to see Chen An again? That's really going all out!"

"They made a point of coming right on time to change the dressing; we're all so envious."

"Sister Dong, do you want me to stand guard for you so you and Chen An can have another go?"

If it were any other PR person, they would probably blush and shy away from such teasing.

But Ruan Dong didn't hide anything at all. She walked up to me openly and casually put her arm around mine.

He pressed half his body against the door, completely oblivious to the onlookers outside.

She raised her chin, deliberately making sure the two people outside could hear her clearly.

"What's there to envy? Chen An took a beating for me and was covered in injuries. Isn't it only right that I take care of him?"

"Don't tell me I'm just here to change my dressing. After we close tonight, I'm completely his. He can spend as much time with me as he wants."

"Envious? Envious of you guys? Find someone to protect you too, and I'll even help you push from behind."

The two girls outside the door laughed for a while after hearing this, then made a few jokes and walked away laughing.

This woman is incredibly bold in her words.

The most outspoken person I've ever met is Zhang Dongting.

But her promiscuity was only shown to me in private, unlike Ruan Dong, who could talk about it with anyone.

I instinctively tried to pull my arm away, but Ruan Dong held on even tighter.

His gaze was open and passionate as he looked at me.

"Why are you hiding? Everyone will find out sooner or later that I'm telling the truth, and there's nothing shameful about it."

She handed me the water glass as she spoke.

"Drink some warm water first, then we'll apply the medicine. Don't keep the wound on your back stretched, or it will hurt."

I sighed helplessly and could only sit up straight obediently, letting her walk around behind me and lift up my short-sleeved shirt.

The cool ointment was applied to the bruise, bringing a soothing coolness.

Her movements were gentle, her fingertips occasionally lightly touching my back, her actions intimate and natural, completely unconcerned that someone might be listening from behind.

"A lot of people downstairs just now asked me if I planned to be with you long-term."

As Ruan Dong slowly applied the ointment, he spoke leisurely.

"I told them directly that I don't want his money or any support from him. I just like him and am willing to stick with him, even if it's only for a short time."

I gripped the water glass in my hand and said in a low voice, "You don't need to tell everyone this. It'll damage your reputation if word gets out."

Ruan Dong chuckled, finished applying the medicine, and casually tossed the cotton swab into the trash can.

She circled back to me, placed her hands directly on my shoulders, leaned close to me, so close that her breath brushed against my face.

"I've been in this business for so long, what kind of nasty gossip haven't I heard? I don't care about reputation anymore."

I only know who is truly kind to me, and I'll openly be good to them; hiding it would only make me seem guilty.

She raised her hand and gently touched the gauze on my forehead again, her eyes filled with heartache.

"I had planned to take you out for a late-night snack after get off work tonight. If you're bothered by the fact that I work in public relations, and you feel awkward and don't want to go, that's fine too. I won't force you."

But I will definitely come to change your medicine on time. I don't care who makes fun of me; I just want everyone to understand that I'm protecting you.

Just as I was about to say that I didn't mind, Zhang Qiang's shouts came from afar in the corridor, calling for the PR person to go to the private room to offer toasts.

Ruan Dong squeezed my wrist one last time before letting go of my arm and turning to walk out.

As she walked to the door, she turned back and gestured with her chin at me, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for passing colleagues to hear.

"Remember to wait for me. I'll come back to check the wound again in the middle of the night."

As soon as the door closed, a chorus of laughter and banter erupted outside.

"Oh, going to check a wound in the middle of the night, I wonder which wound they're checking."

"It's probably just a small wound. Don't you have one?"

"Hahaha!"