Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

"Qi Jingchen, you are shameless!"

After being together with Qi Jingchen for a long time, Zhong Jiaqi realized that Qi Jingchen was becoming more and more shameless, and that aloof Qi Jingchen seemed to have completely disappeared in front of her.

"My wife is almost gone, what else do I have to do!"

Zhong Jiaqi lost her temper by Qi Jingchen, she stretched out her hand and tapped Qi Jingchen's cheek lightly: "You are strangling me so hard that I can hardly breathe, let go, please!"

"No, if I let go, you will definitely run away, and I'm not stupid!"

Zhong Jiaqi gritted her teeth and looked at Qi Jingchen: "Qi Jingchen!"

"I am here!"

"You're so unreasonable!"

"It's clear that you wanted to nest into my arms last night and hugged my waist tightly. Now that I hug you, it's unreasonable. Ms. Zhong can't be so double-standard!"

Zhong Jiaqi was a little helpless, but she didn't doubt what Qi Jingchen said just now. Every night before going to bed, she would subconsciously search for Qi Jingchen's temperature. Only in Qi Jingchen's arms could she fall asleep peacefully.

Seeing that there was no way to persuade Qi Jingchen by being stubborn, Zhong Jiaqi could only rub her stomach, and said to Qi Jingchen in a soft voice: "I'm hungry, I want to get up and eat now!"

Qi Jingchen has always been helpless with Zhong Jiaqi's acting like a baby, even though he knew that Zhong Jiaqi said this to get out of his embrace quickly, Qi Jingchen still let go.

Sure enough, as soon as he let go, Zhong Jiaqi jumped up from the bed like a rabbit, and walked into the bathroom as quickly as possible.

Zhong Jiaqi has been resting at home for a while, and Qi Han's legs have fully recovered now. Zhong Jiaqi felt that she could no longer put all the burden on Mousse, so she decisively went to the charity foundation.

The office of the Jiawen Charity Foundation is right next to Qi's, and it was chosen because it was close to Qi's, so Qi Jingchen's insistence on taking her to and from get off work was unavoidable.

What's more, this matter was brought up by Qi Jingchen in front of Mr. Qi when he was having breakfast again, and Qi Jingchen was sure of it. In front of Mr. Qi, Zhong Jiaqi would not say anything to refuse.

But Zhong Jiaqi did not refuse, she didn't want to make Mr. Qi's blood pressure soar again because of this incident.

Qi Jingchen's car was parked in the garage downstairs of Jiawen Charity Foundation.

"Jiaqi, I'll pick you up from get off work at night, you can't go back by yourself, otherwise your grandpa will find out about your unilateral cold war with me."

Zhong Jiaqi said angrily: "Understood." She turned and went upstairs.

As soon as she sat down in the office, she immediately received a large bouquet of roses, and Zhong Jiaqi immediately understood who sent the flowers.

But everyone in the office stretched their necks to look in the direction of Zhong Jiaqi's desk.

A more courageous staff member asked bluntly, "Miss Zhong, is this big bouquet of roses sent by Mr. Qi?"

"Boss Qi and Ms. Zhong are really in love with each other."

"When will I find a man who is willing to give me such a large bouquet of roses!"

"Didn't President Qi donate 5000 million to our Jiawen Charity Fund two days ago?"

"It's still in the name of a private person. It seems that he only donated to Miss Zhong."

"There must be love!"

Listening to the discussion in the office, Zhong Jiaqi felt a little sweet in her heart, but before Qi Jingchen fully realized his own mistake, Zhong Jiaqi still didn't intend to forgive him, and she had to let him understand that concealing something is very undesirable matter.

"Okay, you guys stop talking around my table, have you finished the work at hand? If you guys feel too free, I can find you some more things to do."

As soon as Zhong Jiaqi's voice fell, everyone immediately retracted their stretched necks, nonsense, they are already tired enough now, if the workload is increased, they may have to work overtime every day.

After calming down the people in the office, Zhong Jiaqi found a vase and carefully put the roses into the vase. Smelling the fragrance of the flowers, Zhong Jiaqi felt that she was much more energetic.

When Qi Jingchen came to pick up Zhong Jiaqi for lunch, he saw the carefully cared-for roses. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled faintly. It seems that Zhong Jiaqi still likes roses very much, and he should give more roses in the future flower.

People in the office are not surprised to see Qi Jingchen, because they will see Qi Jingchen every day to pick up Zhong Jiaqi from get off work, Qi Jingchen is not as attractive as the bouquet of roses on Zhong Jiaqi's desk.

Qi Jingchen walked up to Zhong Jiaqi, smiled and said, "Do you like this bouquet of flowers?"

Zhong Jiaqi said in disbelief: "Placing these flowers here is too much of a hindrance, I almost can't stretch out my hands, and I don't know who is careless, but sent such a big bouquet of flowers."

"Then this heartless person wants to invite Ms. Zhong to lunch. I don't know if Ms. Zhong agrees?"

Zhong Jiaqi said arrogantly: "I don't want to go to lunch with people who don't have a heart. I'm worried that before I finish lunch, my lungs will be blown."

Qi Jingchen smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, I will definitely pay attention to the way I speak, and try to make your lungs come back to health."

Zhong Jiaqi's stomach groaned twice in embarrassment.

"Look, your stomach is already protesting, let's go to eat, how about going to your favorite Sichuan restaurant?"

Thinking of the dishes in that Sichuan restaurant, Zhong Jiaqi felt even hungrier.

"Then let's go, look at the face of this bouquet of roses."

After arriving at the Sichuan restaurant, Qi Jingchen ordered a table of Zhong Jiaqi's favorite dishes.

"During the time you went with Hanhan to film, you didn't have a good meal of Sichuan cuisine. You must be hungry. Let's have a good meal at noon today."

It has to be said that Qi Jingchen knows herself better than Zhong Jiaqi. Now Zhong Jiaqi can't care less about being angry with Qi Jingchen, and stuffed a chopstick of food into her mouth.

The taste of this restaurant is still exactly the same as before.

After eating, Zhong Jiaqi felt that she could hardly stand up.

Qi Jingchen couldn't help but reached out and touched Zhong Jiaqi's cheek: "Miss Zhong, for the sake of this lunch, can you forgive me once?"

The words "cannibalism and soft mouth" have no effect on Zhong Jiaqi and Qi Jingchen.

"No, I won't bend my waist for five buckets of rice. If you want to use this lunch to bribe me, don't even think about it. It's useless at all."

"It's useless if it's useless, as long as Miss Zhong eats comfortably."

……

"Miss Ying, what do you think of dinner tonight?"

In the hotel room, Ying Mengqi looked shyly at Mr. Chen who was sitting in front of her.

"The dinner tonight is delicious, I like it very much, thank you Mr. Chen for inviting me to dinner!"

Mr. Chen likes such shy women. Looking innocent, he stretched out his hand to pinch Ying Mengqi's chin, and immediately kissed Ying Mengqi's lips.

Ying Mengqi's stomach churns for a while. Mr. Chen is over 50 years old, and he has reached the point where he can be Ying Mengqi's father. If it was before, Ying Mengqi didn't think it was a big deal, but now think about Qi Jingchen, and look at it again. The old man in front of him.

She just felt ashamed, why couldn't she find a man like Qi Jingchen.

Mr. Chen also noticed Ying Mengqi's distraction, and reached out and squeezed Ying Mengqi's shoulder tightly: "What are you thinking?"

Ying Mengqi immediately cleared up her emotions, and said, "I was thinking that the dinner tonight was really delicious, but I just don't know when the next time I will have dinner with Mr. Chen."

Mr. Chen was delighted by Ying Mengqi's sweet words, and reached out to unbutton Ying Mengqi's clothes.

……

After the rain and the clouds.

Ying Mengqi snuggled into Mr. Chen's arms, and stretched out her hands to circle his heart: "Mr. Chen, I know that your company needs a spokesperson, but what do you think of my qualifications?"

Just now Ying Mengqi served him very comfortably, but it was just an endorsement, and he didn't take it to heart.

"Of course your conditions are good. Tomorrow I will ask the people in the company to sign a contract with your agent."

Ying Mengqi happily raised her head and kissed Mr. Chen again. Just as Mr. Chen put his arms around Ying Mengqi's waist and wanted to have another round, his cell phone rang suddenly.

"What, Mrs. Mu thinks there is something wrong with our contract."

"Profit? You tell the people at Mu's that we can talk about profit again."

"Tomorrow, I will go to Mousse personally to discuss this matter. There will be no problems. Don't worry."

When Mr. Chen mentioned Mousse, Ying Mengqi's heart trembled.

After Mr. Chen hung up the phone, Ying Mengqi asked, "Mr. Chen, is there something wrong with the company?"

Mr. Chen didn't think too much about it, and said, "It's not a problem, it's just that there is a contract that we didn't agree on. It doesn't matter. I'll talk to the person in charge of the Mu family tomorrow. It’s okay, let’s do what we have to do now.”

Mr. Chen anxiously pushed Ying Mengqi under him, but now Ying Mengqi's mind was full of the mousse that Mr. Chen just mentioned, and while responding to Mr. Chen's actions, she asked, "Mr. Chen, what are you doing?" Who is the Mousse you mentioned just now?"

"He is the current ruler of the Mu family!"

Ying Mengqi was shocked, she didn't expect that Qi Han's assistant at that time was actually the person in charge of the Mu family, but everything made sense, after all, she had heard Qi Han call Mu Si's godfather.

At that time, she was all about pleasing Qi Jingchen, and she didn't think too much about it, but now that she thinks about it, she actually let go of such a big benefactor.

If she can get close to the person in charge of the Mu family, she can still live comfortably for the rest of her life.

Moreover, during that time, she still remembered how kind Mousse was to her. Mousse was definitely not just for fun, and hope rose again in Ying Mengqi's heart.