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Dong Ya couldn't understand Qi Xi's ntality because she herself had approached Shen Yuan with a purpose, and she naturally felt admiration for those in higher positions.

But on second thought, it made sense. With so many won around the world, it wasn't possible that every woman who had t Shen Yuan liked him, was it?

Dong Ya continued to ask, "Haven't you ever thought about getting sothing out of him?"

"Uh?"

Qi Xi looked at her puzzledly, "What do you an by that?"

Dong Ya shook her head helplessly, "Never mind, pretend I didn't ask."

"Okay then. I have to go, we'll catch up another ti."

After saying that, Qi Xi picked up her cloth bag and was ready to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"To church."

Dong Ya blinked in confusion, "What for?"

"Prayer."

"?"

Dong Ya was stunned for a mont, "I didn't expect you to be a devout nun?"

Qi Xi smiled awkwardly, "Well, you can't call a nun, I should be referred to as a believer."

"Is there a difference?"

"Nuns generally live in convents, lead communal lives, and dedicate their lives to the mission, giving their whole lives to God or the church."

Qi Xi explained, "Whereas believers simply have so faith and adhere to the religion, but in life, they have their own professions and social roles."

Dong Ya nodded as if she understood, "There's so much to it. Then why do you believe in the church?"

"It's influenced by my family. Well, I'm off."

Qi Xi waved goodbye.

"Mm-hmm, go ahead."

Nun... Watching Qi Xi's retreating figure, Dong Ya muttered to herself, sohow picturing her dressed as a nun.

Black and white tones, wearing a headscarf, donned in a long robe, with a crucifix necklace, a face of abstinence.

(PS: Just Dong Ya's imagination, do you all like this kind of idea?)

Dong Ya thought seriously for a mont, if Qi Xi had the 'buff' of being a nun, it would probably excite Shen Yuan even more, right?

Shen Yuan would be suitable to play a priest, lying sick in bed, while she herself could act as a nurse treating him, and Qi Xi would naturally play the nun, praying for the priest at his side.

Praying is also part of the treatnt.

During this process, Nurse Dong Ya would inform Nun Qi Xi that in order to treat the priest, she would need to offer herself willingly; Nun Qi Xi would then go through a painful struggle and moral conflict, eventually sacrificing herself to let the priest continue spreading the doctrine.

Tears, reluctance, pain, tornt, glory, justice... All these elents and emotions mixed together.

What a tragic and great story!

Who would have thought, to turn out to have the potential to be an educational film director?

Dong Ya suddenly felt that she was very imaginative, to be able to co up with such a scenario and perfectly fit the three characters into it.

Tsk tsk, Shen Yuan oh Shen Yuan, you really have good taste, to find a woman like who can devise such little scenes for you.

Eh, but wait, that is not quite right. Wouldn't my nurse character have no role at the climax of the story?

That won't do, the script still needs polishing.

....

On the other hand, at the Green Bamboo Lake villa.

Ji Ya got up from the floor, first took a tissue to wipe the corner of her mouth, and then rubbed her sore knees, saying in a resentful tone, "Mr. Shen, could you give so psychological preparation before starting next ti?"

"This kind of mood cos on suddenly, how could I notify you in advance?"

Shen Yuan buckled his belt, then slapped Ji Ya's upturned buttocks heavily.

The material of the professional skirt is very smooth and fitting, and crucially, quite thin, so the touch is nice.

With a crisp "smack", the sound echoed in the living room, Ji Ya quickly covered her buttocks, "Ah, Mr. Shen, it hurts!"

"Just like spanking you, the mood cos on suddenly, if I gave you advance notice and you were prepared, there would be no fun in it."

Shen Yuan had a bit of OCD; having slapped one side, he desired to slap the other. Ji Ya knew she couldn't dodge it, so she presented the other side and pleaded, "Mr. Shen, could you go a bit lighter on this side, please?"

"Smack!"

Another loud slap rang out, and Ji Ya only felt a burning pain in her buttocks.

"If I go too light, the force won't be balanced on both sides, then the swelling will be uneven. So, you should understand the boss's good intentions."

Shen Yuan patted Ji Ya's shoulder, then wrapped an arm around her and sat down on the couch, then asked, "Ji Ya, let ask you, if you had a billion yuan, what would you do?"

Ji Ya's cheeks turned red at once, "Mr. Shen, I just finished eating a few billion."

Shen Yuan coughed, "No, I an the other kind, I'm talking about money."

"Ah, that."

Ji Ya adjusted her hair awkwardly and after pondering for a while said, "That's a lot of money, I can't think of what to do with it all at once."

A billion isn't a number ordinary people co into contact with; Ji Ya's monthly salary plus bonus is 100,000 yuan, and even if she saves until retirent, she won't have a billion.

If it were a million, she would definitely know how to spend it because that would be a foreseeable inco for her, but a billion was beyond her imagination.

Actually, Shen Yuan also couldn't think of how he would spend it at the mont, but the thought of a nine-figure balance always filled him with a sense of security.

Money, although it can't buy all the happiness in the world, can definitely buy most of it.

Ji Ya blinked, "Mr. Shen, why are you asking this all of a sudden? Don't tell you have a billion yuan you don't know how to spend?"

"Not really."

Shen Yuan shook his head and then asked, "Ji Ya, another question for you, what do you think a person should do when they have money?"

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