Chapter 57 (1/2)

After wiping the medicine, Lausanne went upstairs and knocked on the door to enter the master bedroom. He sat on the side of the tea table, holding a fruit of Prunus vulgaris in his hand. His eyebrows were deep and he said, ”the plastering has been done for a long time. Is it serious? Do you need to call a doctor?”?

”It took me a while to push the oil. I don't need it. I'm much better now.” Lausanne came up and said, ”you want to eat Macadamia, right? I'll peel it for you.”.

”Don't use it.” the year-on-year Ting picked up Xia Weiyi fruit and threw it on the plate. ”You're injured tonight. Let's have a rest.”.

“…… Thank you. ”Lausanne was flattered by the rare charity shown by his boss.

Annual Ting pulled thin lips, pointing to the drawer under the coffee table: ”take out the things inside.”.

Lausanne bent down and opened the drawer. Inside lay a delicate pink box with a string of English letters on it. At the bottom was chocolate.

She recognized that it was a limited edition of Belgian chocolate. It was such a small box with a price of about 100000. She wanted to eat it before, but it was so expensive that she could not bear to buy it. ”I didn't expect that she would still like to eat chocolate in the new year.”.

He's not picky enough.

”Who likes to eat this kind of woman's food? My aunt brought it back from abroad before. I don't like it. I'll give it to you.”.

Lausanne was shocked and stammered: ”this I can't have It's too expensive... ”.

It's like eating money, OK.

”Is it very expensive?” the annual average frown, disapproved, ”how expensive a box of chocolates can be.”.

Lausanne turned his eyes in silence and solemnly said, ”if I guess correctly, this box of chocolate will cost at least 90000 pieces.”.

”Is 90000 yuan expensive?” he asked calmly.

“……”。

Lausanne is speechless. Poverty limits her imagination. ”It's not expensive for you. It's basically a year's salary for us. You'd better leave it to Nian Xi.”.

”She doesn't like to eat sweet,” he sipped with his tea cup.