Mistakenly provoked his new wife for 99 days

The doctor's voice was humble and weak: "Young Master Zhan."

If it was someone else, he would have called the security guards to drive this lunatic out. However, the face of the man in front of him was so familiar, and he recognized at a glance that he was the tall boss of this private hospital.Even the dean didn't dare to pant in front of this young man. He is a little soldier and crab general, and he doesn't have the slightest temper in front of this young master, okay?

"Don't talk nonsense, check quickly." Zhan Qiancheng told him.

"Yes Yes."

After a series of careful examinations, the doctor dared to make a decision: "Young Master Zhan, this lady's condition is not serious, just wipe off the ointment and rest overnight."

After speaking, he quickly went to get a bottle of the best ointment and handed it to Zhan Qiancheng.

Zhan Qiancheng passed, and hugged Chen Anhao again in his arms with a cold face, his cool eyes fell on the doctor's ipad on the desk, and he glanced coldly: "The contact person will fix the door, and send the bill to you." Shiheng Group signed Ji Hua."

When the doctor's eyes fell on the ipad in Zhan Qiancheng, he felt very guilty. Hearing Zhan Qiancheng say so politely, his heart was pounding, and he was so frightened that he almost passed out.He humbly lowered his head, and quickly said flatteringly, "I don't dare to trouble Special Assistant Ji for a small matter. I have a nephew who is a carpenter. I will call him right away and fix the door before dawn tomorrow. Guarantee It will not affect the normal operation of the hospital."

Thousands of mistakes are all his fault, he shouldn't have locked the door to watch such a high romance movie...

Zhan Qiancheng didn't say anything, and walked away holding Chen Anhao.

The doctor broke out in a cold sweat.

It was his turn to be on duty in the orthopedics department today, and he felt that life was so boring, so he locked the door of the office and watched that kind of movie to find some passion and pass the time.

But, who would have thought that the dignified Young Master Zhan would actually kick the door in at that time...

Ahhhh, I really am going to die!

He swore that he would never watch this kind of film again!
for sure!
If you watch it again, let him be poisoned by drinking water and gain weight by eating.

……

Chen Anhao was hugged by Zhan Qiancheng's report, carried him home, and put him on the bed in the bedroom.

All the way, he didn't say a word.

Chen An could tell that he was angry, but she didn't know what to say, so she just kept her mouth shut, neither he nor she.

Zhan Qiancheng grabbed her injured foot, applied ointment on her ankle, and rubbed it carefully for her.His strength was neither light nor heavy, and his movements were very serious, as if he was doing something very important.Chen Anhao looked at him, pondered for a while, but still didn't know how to break the silence between the two.

The only thing she felt was that his palm was so hot, rubbing it back and forth on her ankle, unconsciously, there was a bit of tingling warmth.Her body shivered suddenly, and she felt a little strange because of the inexplicable feeling.

She retracted her foot, pulled her foot away from his hand, and avoided it.

Zhan Qiancheng raised his eyes, and a pair of wise eyes locked on her: "How are your feet?"

Withdrew so neatly.

"It's almost..." Chen Anhao's face was red, hearing his voice like a demon, at this moment, she didn't dare to look up at his face.

My heart is inexplicably restless.

Zhan Qiancheng responded lightly, and then walked to the sofa with thrilling steps, picked up the notebook on the coffee table, opened it, and tapped the keyboard with a clap.

Hearing the sound of typing on the keyboard, Chen Anhao breathed a sigh of relief, slowly raised her head, and watched him sitting on the sofa typing with his head down, the weird feeling in her heart disappeared little by little.

After sitting for a while, she moved her ankle and felt that her ankle was not so painful, and she was very thirsty, so she planned to get out of bed to get a glass of water.However, she only moved a bit, and saw Zhan Qiancheng walking over with a folder.

She froze for a moment, then stopped moving.

He walked up to her, put the document in her arms, and pointed to the black and white words on the front page. His angry voice, elegant but domineering posture, and charming expression finally turned into a demonic expression. An order: "Remember."

Chen Anhao set his eyes on the piece of paper.

"In order to ensure a harmonious relationship between the man Zhan Qiancheng and the woman Chen Anhao, the woman is obliged to abide by the following regulations and strictly enforce them:
[-]. Women are not allowed to wear revealing clothes in public.Except for the neck, the parts from elbows to fingers, and the parts from knees to ankles, other parts must not be exposed.

[-]. The woman is not allowed to smile at any man except the man and the woman's father.

[-]. All appointments by the woman must be reported to the man in advance. If the date is a woman, the man will approve it as appropriate. If the date is a man, the man can unconditionally veto it, and the woman must not have any meaning.

Four,……"

After reading the fourth article, Chen Anhao was impatient to continue reading. She closed the folder, looked up, looked at Zhan Qiancheng with inexplicable eyes, and protested angrily: "The conditions are too harsh. I don't agree. Besides, the ten precepts are all required of me, why didn't they require you?"

She was very depressed.

What and what? There are so many precepts and rules against her, and they are so clearly divided.

There are so few places to show, you can't even wear miniskirts in summer, you just have to report for a date, and even your smile is restricted...

Fascists!Can't live happily anymore!

"What do you want from me?"

Zhan Qiancheng looked down at him, smiled at her tenderly and affectionately, added a title, and repeated: "My wife, tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I..." Chen Anhao discovered that her language function was impaired.

He opened his mouth, but still couldn't speak.

"Huh?" Zhan Qiancheng continued to look at her tenderly, that provocative gaze brought together the most tender feelings in the world, one look turned Chen Anhao into a puddle of water.

At this moment, Chen Anhao only had one thought in her mind, that Zhan Qiancheng was the most powerful corpse-resolving water, other than that, she had no other thoughts.

nothing……

Zhan Qiancheng looked at her tenderly like this. For a full 30 seconds, Chen Anhao, who had thrown away his helmet and armor, finally had a little bit of immunity. She swallowed, and opened her mouth: "You..."

As soon as she uttered a word, she felt a black shadow before her eyes, and a powerful black figure rushed up. She was caught off guard, and the menacing aura immediately surrounded her. Cover with a soft stuff.

So soft, so warm,

Chen Anhao's eyes widened.

Oh my god, what is the situation? It seems that she was kissed by him...

She was so frightened that she completely forgot to react and didn't know how to react at all.

Ever since he secretly kissed her yesterday, Zhan Qiancheng has been nostalgic for this feeling and taste, and now he finally succeeded, all his overbearingness turned into tenderness, which lasted for nearly a minute, before he let her go.

Chen Anhao: "..."

Her head was still stuck in a dead state.

She didn't come back to herself until Zhan Qiancheng poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

She was thirsty just now, and he just handed over a glass of water just right, Chen Anhao didn't think too much, after gulping it all down, he smiled gratefully at Zhan Qiancheng: "Thank you, but, How do you know I'm thirsty?"

"The mouth is too dry." Zhan Qiancheng answered her seriously,
"..."

Ever since being kissed by him, Chen Anhao always felt that something was weird, but she never figured it out. Later, after taking a bath, she saw that Zhan Qiancheng was still busy with work, so she slipped into the quilt , with his head resting on the soft pillow, he soon fell asleep in a daze.

Zhan Qiancheng was busy until eleven o'clock in the evening, and then he got out of work. Before he got up, his cell phone rang.

Not wanting to disturb her sleep, Zhan Qiancheng pressed the mute button, got up and walked out, then answered the phone: "What's the matter?"

"Young Master Zhan, Zhang Shaobing is dead."

Zhan Qiancheng paused, and his tone became a little cold: "What's going on, please explain clearly!"

"..."

Following the explanation on the other end of the phone, Zhan Qiancheng's eyes became darker and darker, until he hung up the phone, the gloom in Zhan Qiancheng's eyes did not dissipate.There was murder in his eyes, and his indifference was like a sword that had just been sharpened, and it needed to be sacrificed with blood.

With cold eyes, he made several phone calls in a row to give orders, then turned around and returned to the room.

On the bed, Chen Anhao fell asleep peacefully, looking ignorant of worldly affairs, like a flower growing in a greenhouse, which has not experienced wind and rain, and is peaceful.

He couldn't look at her deeply, and wanted to step forward to hold her in his arms several times, but in the end, he left.

……

The next day, when Chen Anhao woke up, when she opened her eyes, the surroundings were empty, and Zhan Qiancheng was not by her side as usual.She couldn't help but reached out and touched it. There was not even a trace of warmth on his quilt, and it was cold between her fingers.

He seemed to wake up early in the morning.

Chen Anhao shrugged, without thinking too much, stretched and got out of bed.Dressing up and changing clothes, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, she looked at the door of the room a little unaccustomed, but still did not see Zhan Qiancheng.

In the past, I would see him every day when I woke up, what happened today?
Chen Anhao didn't know that, in just a few days, this inexplicable habit had already subtly oscillated in her mind.

Stretching in surprise, she went downstairs.

Downstairs, An Jian was having breakfast in the restaurant. When he saw Chen Anhao, he waved his hand and said hello, "Good morning, madam."

"Morning." After Chen An responded politely, he looked around again and asked, "What about him?"

An Jian blinked: "Who?"

"Zhan Qiancheng!" Chen Anhao looked at him contemptuously, thinking that he and An Jian really didn't have a tacit understanding at all, and she had to ask such a simple question twice.

"Sir and Ji Hua went out early in the morning." After An Jian explained, he said, "By the way, Mr. said before leaving that I will send you to work after my wife has breakfast."

"Oh."

Chen Anhao didn't think too much about it. After all, Zhan Qiancheng was the chief executive of Shiheng Group. He guessed that he was in a hurry, so he went out early in the morning.