Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

After Zhong Jiaqi put down her phone, she called Binghe again, and the phone was connected before it rang twice. Zhong Jiaqi didn't beat around the bush, and said very straightforwardly: "Yi Qian and Zhu Lin just talked, can you get them?" What was the conversation on the phone?"

Binghe said confidently: "No problem, when you told me before, I have already monitored Yi Qian's mobile phone, and after a while, I will call out the call record, and then I can send the call content to you .”

"Okay, thank you!"

Binghe smiled softly on the other end of the phone: "This can't be solved with a thank you. After you return to China, I have helped you a lot, right?"

Zhong Jiaqi knew that Binghe didn't really want anything in return, but just wanted to take advantage of it. She never thought that a top hacker like Binghe would be a particularly stingy person, and money was his life.

Zhong Jiaqi smiled helplessly: "Okay, as long as you come to Shenzhen, all the expenses will be contracted by me. Is such a thank you sincere enough?"

"Okay," Bingnuo said triumphantly, "you promised, and you can't go back on your word when the time comes."

Zhong Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat. Every time Binghe spoke in such a tone, it must be something bad. Now Zhong Jiaqi was a little worried about the wallet in her pocket: "You didn't come to Shenzhen with the purpose of emptying out all my wallets. Bar?"

Bing Nu smiled slyly: "You are married to the president of Jingfeng Group now, do you still care about this little money?"

"How do you know I'm married to Qi Jingchen?"

Bing Nu smiled triumphantly: "As long as I want to know, there is nothing I can't know."

Regarding Binghe's self-confidence, Zhong Jiaqi didn't know how to refute it, because Binghe has the capital of self-confidence.

"Okay, as long as you come to Shenzhen, I will treat you well!" Zhong Jiaqi said with a smile.

Bing Nu jokingly said: "If you dare to speak out, I will hack into the Civil Affairs Bureau's system and help you and Qi Jingchen make a divorce registration."

Hearing Binghe, Zhong Jiaqi couldn't laugh or cry. She didn't expect that one of the world's top hackers would hack into the Civil Affairs Bureau's system just to get her a divorce registration. If this was said, no one would believe it.

"Don't worry, I don't want to break the contract at the risk of my privacy being leaked anytime and anywhere."

Although Binghe was a bit poor-mouthed, she was very efficient in doing things. Not long after she hung up the phone, Zhong Jiaqi received an email from Binghe. The audio in the attachment was the content of the call between Zhu Lin and Yi Qian.

Zhong Jiaqi pressed the play button, and Zhu Lin's voice rang out in the empty study.

"Yi Qian, how did things become like this?"

"Miss Zhu, I've done everything you asked me to do, but I didn't expect Zhong Jiaqi to hold so much evidence in her hands."

"I don't want to worry about the previous things, but I can't let my reputation be ruined. You must help me this time."

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it. You know what will happen if you don't help me. Let's meet in the evening and talk about it in detail then."

Their conversation came to an abrupt end here, but these contents are enough to explain the relationship between Zhu Lin and Yi Qian. Zhong Jiaqi took out the computer and found the video of her development conference that day, and Yi Qian's very sharp question that day Cut it out.

These evidences are enough for Zhu Lin and Yi Qian to have no chance to quibble. It would be even better if Jiang Qing could still take some photos of Zhu Lin and Yi Qian meeting today.

After sorting out all the information, Zhong Jiaqi turned off the computer and looked out the window at the setting sun, thinking that Qi Jingchen would be back soon, thinking that after this matter was over, Zhu Lin would probably become a laughing stock of Shenzhen's high society , Zhong Jiaqi is very happy in her heart, she is getting closer and closer to her goal now.

Zhong Jiaqi walked into the kitchen with a happy mood. It was rare for her to open the refrigerator in the kitchen. Because Qi Jingchen often cooks at home, there are plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator. Zhong Jiaqi suddenly thought of cooking.

However, Zhong Jiaqi, who has hardly ever been in the kitchen, looked at these ingredients and really didn't know where to start, or she could call Mother Zhong and ask for advice.

This idea just came to Zhong Jiaqi's mind, before she could pick up her phone, her phone rang, and the caller displayed on the phone screen was Mother Zhong.

Unexpectedly, the mother and son had such a tacit understanding, Zhong Jiaqi happily pressed the answer button.

"Mom, I wanted to call you just now, but I didn't expect you to call me first."

"You still have the nerve to say it," Zhong's mother said slightly angrily, "I just found out today that such a big thing happened to you, and you and your father actually kept it from me."

As soon as Zhong Jiaqi heard Mother Zhong's words, she knew that she knew about Zhu Lin's matter, and she said with a little guilt: "I just don't want you to worry, and this matter has been resolved now."

"You," Zhong's mother sighed helplessly, "you don't want to tell the family what happened, so you carried it by yourself. If I didn't read the newspaper by chance tonight, I wouldn't have thought about it until now. I know that such a big thing happened to you."

Hearing the worry in Zhong's mother's tone, Zhong Jiaqi felt warm in her heart: "Mom, I am not alone, and Jing Chen is by my side, and he is helping me solve these things. You don't have to worry about me."

Mother Zhong said with emotion: "Fortunately, Jingchen is a good boy. With him by your side to take care of you, I can feel at ease, but you are not allowed to do this again in the future."

"Okay, I will definitely not be like this in the future, don't worry." Zhong Jiaqi acted like a baby to Mother Zhong on the other end of the phone through the phone.

Mother Zhong said dotingly: "I won't bother with you this time, I will go home with Jingchen when I have time, and Mom will cook you something delicious."

"Okay, thank you Mom!"

"By the way, you just said that you plan to call me. Is there something wrong?" Mother Zhong asked with concern.

Only then did Zhong Jiaqi remember that she originally wanted to ask Mother Zhong about cooking skills, and she almost forgot about it when she was talking to Mother Zhong, but now she remembered it when Mother Zhong asked her .

"I want to ask you how to cook." Zhong Jiaqi said with some embarrassment.

After listening to Zhong Jiaqi's words, Zhong's mother gave a low laugh on the other end of the phone. From Zhong Jiaqi's words, Zhong's mother could tell that Zhong Jiaqi was indeed living happily after marrying Qi Jingchen, so she was relieved.

After Mother Zhong taught Zhong Jiaqi a few dishes, she put down the phone in her hand.

Zhong Jiaqi couldn't wait to walk into the kitchen. According to what Zhong's mother said, after preparing the required ingredients, she started to work carefully.

Zhong Jiaqi cooked a pork rib soup, and also copied a vegetable and a plate of meat. She tasted them one by one. Although it was not as good as Qi Jingchen's craftsmanship, it was still acceptable. Zhong Jiaqi brought her prepared dishes to the dining table with satisfaction. .

After a while, Qi Jingchen arrived home. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled the aroma of the food. He walked to the dining table in surprise and looked at the dishes on the table. Qi Jingchen looked at Zhong Jiaqi and asked in surprise: "Did you prepare all these dishes?"

Zhong Jiaqi nodded to Qi Jingchen while serving the meal: "Go and wash your hands, this is my first time cooking, remember to give me some advice then."

Qi Jingchen smiled dotingly, and after washing his hands, he took the chopsticks that Zhong Jiaqi had prepared for him, and sat down to taste the fried pork on the table.

Zhong Jiaqi looked at Qi Jingchen expectantly: "What do you think?"

Qi Jingchen frowned on purpose.

Zhong Jiaqi's mood also followed Qi Jingchen's ups and downs. Seeing Zhong Jiaqi's changing expression, Qi Jingchen slightly raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"Very good," Qi Jingchen was not stingy with his praise for the first time, "For a person who cooks for the first time, the cooking is good enough. It seems that next time when Mom comes over again, I can rest assured. I completely hand over the kitchen to you."

Zhong Jiaqi was already in a good mood, but after hearing Qi Jingchen's praise, her mood improved a bit. She took an empty bowl, filled a bowl of pork rib soup, and put it in front of Qi Jingchen: "If you think it's not bad, you can add more Drink some, and treat it as my reward for taking up Jiang Qing's time these few days."

"Jiang Qing's time cannot be exchanged for this meal, and I don't even know what you asked Jiang Qing to do." Qi Jingchen said helplessly.

"After two days, you will know what I asked Jiang Qing to do." Zhong Jiaqi put down her chopsticks and looked at Qi Jingchen seriously with smiling eyes. "If Mr. Qi thinks this meal is not enough, please ask What else can I do for President Qi? As long as I can do it, I will try my best."

Looking at Zhong Jiaqi's agile eyes, Qi Jingchen's heart throbbed fiercely. Zhong Jiaqi can always easily disturb her mind: "What if I want Dr. Zhong to agree with me?"

Zhong Jiaqi didn't expect Qi Jingchen to say such words, her cheeks flushed slightly, in front of Qi Jingchen, she seemed to have turned back into the little girl who didn't know much about the world in her previous life, her cheeks blushed easily.

Qi Jingchen looked at Zhong Jiaqi's red earlobe, and his left atrium throbbed again: "Doctor Zhong forgot to give me an answer."

"En." Zhong Jiaqi responded softly.

"What does 'hmm' mean?" Qi Jingchen asked jokingly.

Zhong Jiaqi suppressed the turbulent warmth in her heart, looked directly into Qi Jingchen's deep eyes, and said flatly, "Whatever Qi thinks it means, that's what it means."

The result of Zhong Jiaqi's words was that before the bowls on the table were cleared away, Zhong Jiaqi was led into the bedroom by Qi Jingchen. Qi Jingchen hugged Zhong Jiaqi's waist tightly, and her lips were printed on Zhong Jiaqi's ruddy lips until Zhong Jiaqi was almost out of breath, and his kiss fell on Zhong Jiaqi's neck, tossing and turning, leaving marks one after another.

Zhong Jiaqi was made weak by Qi Jingchen's kiss, and could only lean against Qi Jingchen's arms so that she would not slip and sit on the floor. With her last rationality, she gently pushed Qi Jingchen's chest away, and said: " Take a shower first!"