There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

"Actually, Xin Ya has entrusted me with the task of following up news about the Chu family, so it's understandable how much I care about Chu Yaoran's car accident. It's all for work."

Zhen Jiabao spoke harshly at Helian Quan, pretending that he didn't care at all.

"That's fine."

He Lianquan didn't expose Zhen Jiabao's wrong words anymore, he put away the document in his hand that had been casually placed on his lap since Zhen Jiabao got into the car, and took Zhen Jiabao's hand and put it on his knee, with his thumb on Zhen Jiabao's The back of his hand slid back and forth lightly, but his face was serious.

Zhen Jiabao wanted to pull her hand out of He Lianquan's hand, but the feeling of He Lianquan's hand stroking the back of her hand was a little numb, so she couldn't help but want to get close to He Lianquan like a cat. Lian Quan asked to touch him.

It was simply too unreserved.

Zhen Jiabao suppressed the softness all over his body, and tried his best to maintain a serious face and sit upright.

When He Lianquan and Zhen Jiabao returned to Xishan Villa, the dinner would be ready, because Zhen Jiabao had been tied by Helian Quan's side during this period of time, making a large pendant with the relationship of entering and exiting, so the dinner time of Xishan Villa was a little earlier every day , and because it took some time for He Lianquan to pick up Zhen Jiabao after work today, so the dinner time was delayed a little bit compared to the previous few days.

Zheng Zhiwei had returned to Xishan Villa a long time before Helian Quan, and even helped the chef and maids with their work for a while, because of Chen Li's reckless behavior. Zheng Zhiwei's behavior in Xishan Villa during the recent period was very well-behaved, even a little subconscious He was trying to curry favor with the servants here, lest they equate himself with Chen Li.

For his behavior, whether it is Uncle Ji, the cook, or even the maids of Xishan Villa, they feel that they are too careful. The people in Xishan Villa have never been the kind of narrow-minded people who can sit still, so Zheng Zhiwei's behavior seems to them. Even a little troubled.

However, after Uncle Ji and He Lianquan mentioned this matter in a roundabout way, He Lianquan didn't let them reject Zheng Zhiwei's overtures, so they could only struggle and indulge Zheng Zhiwei's hospitality.

The dinner at Xishan Villa tonight is mainly in Cantonese style, because Zhen Jiabao has just experienced Chen Li's assassination some time ago-although it was not harmed, but the people in Xishan Villa still have lingering fears, lest this incident will have any psychological shadow on Zhen Jiabao, So during this period of time, I always make some nourishing medicinal meals for Zhen Jiabao.

This medicinal diet is considered fresh after drinking it once or twice, but speaking of it, the raw materials used to make the medicinal diet are those few ingredients. He found another way, and replaced Zhen Jiabao with bland Cantonese dishes that are more euphemistic than medicinal food.

As for the Sichuan cuisine that Zhen Jiabao likes, there is no need to think about it. These days, Zhen Jiabao has not even found a trace of chili.

The longer Zheng Zhiwei stayed in Xishan Villa, the more he was shocked by everyone's intentions towards Zhen Jiabao, but no matter what he was thinking in his heart, he never expressed what was in his heart, and just observed silently.

When He Lianquan and Zhen Jiabao returned to Xishan Villa, Zheng Zhiwei was chatting and laughing with two maids - of course, this chatting and laughing was probably Zheng Zhiwei's one-man show alone, and the two maids were obviously just out of his status as guests And just perfunctory with him.

It's not that He Lianquan didn't know about Zheng Zhiwei's careful thoughts during this period, but since he didn't do anything, He Lianquan didn't want to get into it.

Seeing He Lianquan and Zhen Jiabao returning together, a subtle look flashed across Zheng Zhiwei's eyes, and a slightly regretful expression appeared on his face.

But soon he packed up all the trivial expressions and put on a surprised and long-awaited look on his face.

"You guys are finally back. God of Cooking has been cooking the food for quite a while. If it weren't for the warm plates that kept the food warm, I'm afraid we would have cold dishes today."

Listening to him talking about the title he gave to the chef quite naturally, Zhen Jiabao frowned a little uncomfortable.

He Lianquan naturally let go of Zhen Jiabao's hand, took off his coat and handed it to Uncle Ji who was standing by.

"Please wait for us all the time."

He Lianquan spoke politely to Zheng Zhiwei.

"What are you talking about? You are the master and I am the guest. This is just the basic etiquette for me to be a guest at your house. Besides, the relationship between the president and his wife is deep, and it is normal to pick up his wife to and from get off work. "

Zheng Zhiwei spoke in a reasonable manner, and sat down at the guest seat of the dining table before the two of them.

Zhen Jiabao instinctively felt that Zheng Zhiwei's behavior was a bit strange since Chen Li was sent to the police station, but he couldn't tell what went wrong, so Zhen Jiabao just instinctively attributed the reason to the fact that he didn't want to be implicated by Chen Li, so he was a little bit It's just trying to please.

So Zhen Jiabao didn't take Zheng Zhiwei's strange words to heart, took off his coat with He Lianquan and handed it to Uncle Ji, then went to wash his hands with He Lianquan and entered the restaurant.

After seeing a table of bland dishes, Zhen Jiabao instinctively frowned.

Zhen Jiabao didn't want any cabbage, fried yam, or nourishing soup.

Zhen Jiabao now only misses the bright red Sichuan cuisine that used to be on the table.

It's all Chen Li's fault.

Zhen Jiabao resentfully dug out a mouthful of rice with his chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth aggressively.

Zheng Zhiwei looked at Zhen Jiabao's unhappy expression and asked concerned: "Madam, don't you like today's dishes? God of Cooking has worked so hard for the dishes on the table, and it took a long time to make these dishes."

Why didn't Zhen Jiabao know the intentions of God of Cooking and the others for him? The dissatisfaction just now was just some complaints and couldn't be taken seriously, but what he said to Zheng Zhiwei seemed to be ignorant of good and evil.

Zhen Jiabao saw that Zheng Zhiwei had reminded him of Chen Li's conspiracy and didn't point out the inappropriateness in his words, but He Lianquan followed Zheng Zhiwei's words and said to Zhen Jiabao: "It's all for your health, be obedient, be good."

Uncle Ji is still standing in the same place, with a smile that has remained unchanged for many years, but there will be a moment of coldness on his face when his eyes glance over Zheng Zhiwei.

Only Zhen Jiabao was kept in the dark and didn't know anything. He just wrinkled his nose when he heard He Lianquan's words telling him to eat obediently, and obediently picked up the soup bowl in front of him and took a big sip.

Zheng Zhiwei accepted it as soon as he saw it was good, and he didn't talk to Zhen Jiabao any more. After eating this meal, it was considered peaceful.

It can be considered that because of Zhen Jiabao's entrustment, Nick also took care of Chu Yaofeng's affairs. People with their identity and status will maintain good relations with certain people in the police station, although they will not use these It is convenient to inquire about some news because of the violation of law and discipline or the justice of the boss.

So in the morning of the next day, Zhen Jiabao heard Nick's report to He Lianquan. After investigation by the police, they found out the staff who tampered with Chu Yaoran's car in the racetrack.

And the staff member did admit that he was instigated by someone, but when the police continued to ask about the identity of the instigator, he vaguely said that the person contacted him through the Internet. The account to which he transferred the money.

And that account has also been checked by the police. It's just a bank card that the old man lost many years ago and didn't bother to report the loss. It's just someone who used it.

So as far as the current clues are concerned, Chu Yaofeng's innocence cannot be proved from the staff who have tampered with the racing car, so the police are conducting further inquiries on Chu Yaofeng.

Listening to the details of the case told by He Lianquan, Zhen Jiabao, who was still wearing his jacket, paused for a moment.

"That is to say, it is completely impossible to be intimate with Chu Yaofeng's suspicion now, right?"

Zhen Jiabao was stunned for two seconds before he recovered his voice and said to He Lianquan.

He Lianquan responded to Zhen Jiabao's inquiry with silence, and Zhen Jiabao knew what He Lianquan meant.

"I'm not going to report at the newspaper today. I've already told Xin Ya to check the past between the brothers of the Chu family. You may come back immediately after get off work in the evening. You don't have to go to the newspaper to pick me up."

Zhen Jiabao told He Lianquan in a low tone, since she had already accepted the task of following up the news about the Chu family from Xin Ya, she was very diligent. relationship to start with.

It happened that the Chu family lived near the Zhen family. Zhen Jiabao was also very familiar with the terrain of that area. With his own identity, he should be able to visit some people in that block. The neighbors in the neighborhood started.

He Lianquan was somewhat dissatisfied with Zhen Jiabao's decision.

"Why do you have to do these trivial things yourself?"

As soon as Zhen Jiabao heard it, he knew what He Lianquan was thinking, so he turned his head and glared at He Lianquan.

"Are you going to tell Nick to collect these things again?"

Zhen Jiabao said what He Lianquan hadn't said lightly, with dissatisfaction in his tone, but He Lianquan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his thoughts, instead he looked at Zhen Jiabao confidently and waited for her next words.

Seeing He Lianquan's upright look, Zhen Jiabao couldn't help feeling angry.

"Please, Helian Quan, is it me or Nick who is the reporter? It's fine if I ask Nick to help me with some ordinary things, but I have to do things that are related to my work myself."

Although he is just a young reporter who has just started working, Zhen Jiabao deeply feels that he has fully possessed the professionalism to be a qualified reporter—doing his own work, and absolutely not being preyed upon by others.

He Lianquan didn't expect Zhen Jiabao to be so principled in this matter, and was a little stunned for a moment.

"...I underestimated you."

He Lianquan was stunned for two seconds before laughing, stretched out his hand to help Zhen Jiabao's messy hair on his forehead, and sighed: "It's really not easy, how long has it been, and you have really become a You can be a reporter on your own."

Zhen Jiabao was originally a little angry because of He Lianquan's arrangement, but after being touched by the male lead, he instantly forgot the anger in his heart just now, and his whole body turned into a limp ball, and he almost rubbed He Lianquan's body. rub.

"That is, who am I, Zhen Jiabao? How could I rely on your help to work."

You must know that before meeting He Lianquan, Zhen Jiabao had always regarded herself as an independent urban woman in the future. Although she was a little lazy in her behavior, her inner ambition was not weak at all.

That's why Zhen Jiabao felt offended after he realized He Lianquan's idea of ​​helping him.

Helian Quan nodded noncommittally.

"Well, come on then."