Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 675 - 575: Do You Think I’m Three Years Old?

Shen Jue didn’t exchange many pleasantries with the host. After finishing, he directly left the TV station with his assistant and secretary.

The host, somewhat slow-witted, watched as they left and slowly returned to the office, murmuring to a colleague, "I have a feeling President Shen took this program to tell the audience that his relationship with his fiancée isn’t just a marriage of convenience; it’s true love."

"Your feeling is right, because we all think so. We were watching from the side, and we were truly mesmerized by the expression on President Shen’s face when he talked about his fiancée. Such a cold person, yet when he mentioned her, his face softened. If that’s not true love, where else could you find it?"

In the car on the way back, Lin Bufan thought over it for a long time and finally decided to ask Shen Jue, "Boss, why did you suddenly change your mind and agree to this interview?"

Shen Jue just gave him a look that said no wonder you’re single in response to Lin Bufan’s question.

"Have the secretary send me the Shen Group’s Weibo account password." Shen Jue said this, then thought for a moment and changed his mind, "Actually, never mind. Just have someone certify my personal Weibo as the Shen Group’s president."

Shen Jue added a time, "Now, immediately."

Shen Jue’s personal Weibo number was registered especially to watch Rong Qingqing’s livestreams. After Rong Qingqing finished her livestreams, Shen Jue rarely logged into this Weibo account.

With Shen Jue’s personal order, Lin Bufan relayed the command, and the Shen Group’s secretary team carried it out.

Just twenty minutes later, Shen Jue’s personal Weibo was successfully certified as the Shen Group’s president.

A brilliant yellow V mark appeared next to Shen Jue’s name, and he looked at it with slight satisfaction.

He didn’t update Weibo immediately but instead exited the app and called Rong Qingqing.

But she didn’t pick up, so Shen Jue called Nanny Zhao instead.

"Has Rong Qingqing come back?" Shen Jue asked.

"Young Master, Miss Qingqing has been back for a while. She should be upstairs taking a shower now." Nanny Zhao thought for a moment and hesitated, "Miss Qingqing seemed a bit unhappy knowing that you weren’t coming back for dinner. Should you buy something on the way home to cheer her up?"

"No need, she’ll be happy just because I’m back," Shen Jue confidently hung up the phone. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Half an hour later, Shen Jue returned to Shen Manor, greeted Nanny Zhao upon entering, and went straight to the fourth floor.

When he entered, Rong Qingqing was fussing with her hair in front of the mirror, holding a golden hair crown and adjusting it.

"Looks nice," Shen Jue said as he closed the door and stood up from his wheelchair, walking over to Rong Qingqing, hugging her from behind, "I heard from Nanny Zhao that you were a bit upset not seeing me when you got back?"

Rong Qingqing nudged him with her elbow, her voice slightly annoyed, "Can’t you see I’m fiddling with this hair crown? Don’t get so close to me, you’re getting in my way."

After a punch to his stomach, Shen Jue’s arms tightened instead, "Are you really upset and unhappy? You hit so hard?"

Hearing that, Rong Qingqing laughed, put down the hair crown worth six figures, and turned to glance at Shen Jue.

"Am I three years old or what? You go to socialize, and I have to stop you? I must be crazy then." After saying that, Rong Qingqing sniffed a bit, "But you went to socialize and came back without smelling of smoke or alcohol, so how come there’s a whiff of women’s perfume on you?"

There was a faint scent of perfume on him.

Not strong, very subtle, if not for Rong Qingqing’s keen nose, she might not have smelled it.

At least, Shen Jue hadn’t noticed it himself.

"It might have rubbed off from the female host’s perfume. I was doing an interview with her, and we were together for over half an hour." Shen Jue explained, "I’ll go take a shower first."