After a flash marriage, rich wives also have to work hard to build a career

Ling Wanwan here was holding her bank card in a daze, and then she realized that the car was not taking the route back to Kuang's house.

Gu Yingxue: "Sister, the young master asked me to take you directly to the mall."

At the entrance of the shopping mall, a very capable white-collar woman was already standing there waiting. When she saw the car coming, she quickly came up and opened the door.

"Hello, Mrs. Kuang, I am Mr. Kuang's secretary Xiao Lin. According to Mr. Kuang's arrangement, I will accompany you for a walk today."

The phone vibrated.

Ling Wanwan opened her WeChat message and saw it was from Kuang Mingxuan.

"Follow Xiaolin's command and swipe my card."

The corners of Ling Wanwan's mouth twitched.

She has always had some big ideas. When she saw this short WeChat message, what came to her mind was the most popular homophonic meme on the Internet: "Swipe my card~card~card~card~"

The mall has not officially opened yet, but Xiao Lin obviously has some kind of privilege. He took her all the way to the shops on the first and second floors of the mall, and helped her choose a lot of clothes, shoes, hats, and bags from head to toe, from inside to outside. Bag.

Ling Wanwan did not refuse.

She knew that she had poor taste in aesthetics, and wild boars couldn't eat fine chaff, so she might as well listen to the arrangements of professionals.

Furthermore, she is known as "Mrs. Kuang" when she goes out now, and her dress, which cost more than 100 yuan, is really hard to sell.

Although Ke Rao was confident, she still felt a little distressed when she swiped the card.

It’s so hard to be a professional and wealthy person!

A coat costs 8 to 10,000 yuan, a simple shirt costs several thousand yuan, a bag ranges from several thousand yuan to tens of thousands yuan, and there are even two that cost more than [-] yuan. It would be better for her not to eat or drink. The small amount of money that can be saved over the years may not be as valuable as a lollipop in the eyes of others.

At noon, she took Xiao Lin and Gu Yingxue to have a simple meal together, and in the afternoon Xiao Lin took her to do spa and image design.

She wore sneakers when she went out, but later changed to a pair of high heels with Xiao Lin's professional advice.

It's beautiful and impressive, but it was a bit tiring after walking for a long time.

Except for the time she performed at the hospital party this New Year, this was the second time in her life that she had to wear high heels, which was so torturous.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Xiaolin completed a day's professional design work and set off to leave.

Gu Yingxue drove Ling Wanwan to the kindergarten to pick up Lele.

Ling Wanwan sat in the car, quietly rubbing her feet and breathing heavily.

"Sister, aren't you used to wearing high heels?"

After nearly a day of getting along, Gu Yingxue felt that her new boss had a very good personality and was not just pretending, so he felt much more comfortable talking to her.

Ling Wanwan frowned in pain: "This is the second time in my life that I have worn high heels. I have performed well without wrestling. Who invented high heels? I want to go back in time and beat him up!"

Gu Yingxue couldn't help laughing, thinking that no wonder this sister could win the boss, her character was really cute.

Lele is very contractual. From the moment she met Ling Wanwan, she kept talking about what she saw and heard in the kindergarten during the day. In less than half an hour's drive, Ling Wanwan already knew what she had learned today. Teacher Xiao Tao braided Guoguo's hair and two rubber bands broke. Xiaohu and Nemo were angry. They were punished by the teacher to shake hands in public during lunch. The pet puppy in the kindergarten wanted to have a baby. The teacher We are looking for a boyfriend for her...

Kuang Mingxuan came home very early today. When mother and son arrived home, he was already sitting in the living room and scrolling through his mobile phone.

Lele politely rushed over to greet her father, and then went upstairs to change clothes under the guidance of the nanny.

Ling Wanwan looked at Kuang Mingxuan and hesitated whether to report to him about her shopping and consumption today.

It was his card that was swiped, so he should know how much he spent, right?

For a rich man like him, would it seem a little petty if he had to report such "small money"?

But if you don’t say anything, isn’t it a bit rude?

It was Kuang Mingxuan who broke the silence first.

"What happened to your foot?"

Ling Wanwan lowered her head and looked at her feet. On the surface, it looked like nothing!

It must have been revealed by the limp he just walked.

She smiled sheepishly at Kuang Mingxuan: "I'm not used to wearing high heels. I walked in them all day today, so..."

So her heels were scuffed, but she kept silent.

Kuang Mingxuan waved: "Aunt Zhou, bring me the medicine box."

Ling Wanwan waved her hand: "Oh, it's nothing. It's just a scratch on the skin, just let it dry."

Kuang Mingxuan: "Are you really studying medicine?"

Ling Wanwan's head was full of black lines: "I am indeed studying nursing, and I get a scholarship every year!"

Kuang Mingxuan took the medicine box and started rummaging around.

Ling Wanwan stood aside, neither sitting nor sitting, so she had to move closer to him little by little. She put the medicine box over and picked out iodine and band-aids.

Kuang Mingxuan did not stop him and watched his every move quietly.

"How's the injury last time?"

Ling Wanwan: "Last time?"

Kuang Mingxuan pointed at her knees.

Yes, the last time they met, she fell and broke her knee, which caused a lot of blood.

She had been wearing a long skirt for the past two days, so it was impossible to tell what happened to the wound.

In fact, she rushed to find the head nurse to resign that day. She simply wiped it with a tissue and did not even do the most basic disinfection. Now the wound has just scabbed and it still hurts if she presses it lightly. She even I didn't even dare to get water on the wound when I took a shower last night.

"It's already fine. It's just a little broken skin. Just let it dry and it'll be fine."

Kuang Mingxuan frowned: "Is this how you usually take responsibility for your patients?"

Ling Wanwan would never allow anyone to question her professionalism, and she would easily get angry when she heard this.

"No way! I have to be careful when caring for patients!"

She looked at Kuang Mingxuan's probing eyes, looked away, and explained stumblingly: "The patient is a patient, I am me, and I know my body well."

What's more, the patients who can be admitted to Deji Hospital all have rich families, and their lives are much more precious than hers.

She always felt that she was just a weed, and her survival depended on her own hard work and tenacity. As long as she lived, everything else was a luxury.

Kuang Mingxuan seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Lele who had just come downstairs.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper this morning and I shouldn't have been willful. Please forgive me!"

The soft and waxy little baby stood in front of him, bowed solemnly, and looked at his father in front of him cautiously and expectantly.

Kuang Mingxuan looked at his son, and then at Ling Wanwan who was smiling at the side. He knew that this was what she had taught her child to say, and he wanted to pretend it was cool, but in the end he couldn't bear it.

"Go and eat!"

Lele happily threw herself into Ling Wanwan's arms when she encountered the amnesty.