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

Zhen Jiabao went back to the old house. Apart from taking back some small items left by her mother, she was still clueless about the password. Sitting in the car on the way home, she looked at the foggy sky through the car window, bored. Sighed.

NICK glanced at her in the rearview mirror but didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only drive faster in silence, hoping that He Lianquan could persuade her when he got back.

It's a pity that when NICK sent Zhen Jiabao back to Xishan Villa, He Lianquan hadn't come back yet. Zhen Jiabao said hello to Uncle Ji who came out to greet him and walked into the villa. Uncle said: "Madam went to the old house today, and I'm not in a good mood."

Seeing Zhen Jiabao's sullen expression, Uncle Ji guessed a little bit, and immediately said dissatisfied: "Why did the young master let the madam go to such a sad place alone?"

Standing there, NICK changed his face instantly, and said to Uncle Ji in surprise, "I sent Madam there." So Madam did not go alone.

Uncle Ji also looked at NICK and said, "That's why I said Madam went alone!"

NICK has been almost vomiting blood from the gossip newspaper reports since this morning, and now he is accidentally thrown out of the human category by Uncle Ji.

"Anyway, Ma'am is not in a very good mood now, Uncle Ji, please pay attention."

NICK decided not to argue with Uncle Ji, and brought the topic back to Zhen Jiabao.

"You're right." Uncle Ji said anxiously to NICK with an anxious look on his face, "Then you go back quickly, I'm going back to serve my wife too."

Feeling driven away, NICK stood in place and weathered for 2 minutes, deeply feeling that life is as lonely as snow.

When Zhen Jiabao entered the room, he slumped on the sofa weakly, not wanting to move at all. The maid brought her hot tea before she asked lazily, "When will Helian Quan come back?"

The maid thought for a while, then said uncertainly: "Generally, the young master will not inform us when we will be back, but today the young master ordered us not to prepare his dinner."

When Uncle Ji entered the door at this time, he heard Zhen Jiabao asking He Lianquan. Seeing that she got the answer, his expression became more gloomy, and he gave the maid who knew she had slipped a glance, then bowed and said to her: "The young master said that he will come back as soon as possible tonight. Ma'am, don't worry."

Zhen Jiabao was just asking casually. She knew that He Lianquan had an appointment with Ye Jibei today, and also knew that Ye Jibei's status was not low. He Lianquan probably wouldn't come back soon after having an appointment with him.

But she still wanted to talk to He Lianquan—maybe it was the baby bird plot. After she woke up from a coma, it was He Lianquan who brought her out of the emotional quagmire. Zhen Jiabao was the first one when she was in a bad mood. What came to mind was to confide in Helian Quan.

Zhen Jiabao sat on the sofa, suddenly pouted angrily, took out his phone, opened the communication software, and clicked on Yaya's profile picture.

The record of their last chat was more than ten days ago. At that time, Zhen Jiabao hadn't remembered the past, and since she fell into a coma, she has not been interested in socializing until now.

As soon as she opened the software, she found that Yaya had gone to East Africa with her family to play. Watching the short video Yaya sent her interacting with animals, Zhen Jiabao couldn't bear to bother her with troubles when she was so happy. nature of play.

Yaya sent her a lot of messages these days, and Zhen Jiabao replied with a smile on her lips, and soon the note column on the phone displayed "the other party is typing".

Yaya's reply was very quick, with several exclamation marks at the end of every sentence, while telling her that she was not mean enough and not replying to messages for so long, while sharing her travel experience with her.

After Zhen Jiabao picked a few words and replied, Yaya said that she was at the scene of an indigenous event and wanted to show her a video with her, but Zhen Jiabao quickly refused, fearing that Yaya would notice that her expression was different.

Yaya didn't think too much about it, she just nagged a few words, don't say goodbye to Zhen Jiabao without replying to her message, and threw herself into her play.

Zhen Jiabao pressed the phone screen off, threw the phone on the sofa and sighed boredly.

Just at this time, Uncle Ji came over and said that dinner was ready, Zhen Jiabao stood up slowly, and followed Uncle Ji to the dining room.

Zhen Jiabao was in a bad mood, and her appetite was also greatly reduced, and she couldn't bear to eat alone, so she took a few mouthfuls and felt that she was no longer hungry, so she put down her chopsticks and told Uncle Ji to ask her to eat more She refused the persuasion with a smile, wiped her mouth and went back to the sofa in the living room to wait for Helian Quan to come back.

Her backpack had been put back into the bedroom by the maid. Bored, Zhen Jiabao reached for her phone but couldn't think of who to contact. Although she has a good personality and has many friends, there are not many who can make her open up. Zhen Jiabao hesitated After a while, he turned off the communication software and clicked on Weibo instead.

Her account on Weibo is an image of an ordinary college student, and she follows a few interesting bloggers. She flipped through the Weibos she missed casually, and was amused by some of them. speak out.

Just when she squinted her eyes with laughter because of a rant on Weibo, and her mood improved, a light suddenly lit up outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and it was Helian Quan's car returning to Xishan Villa.

Zhen Jiabao just clicked on the comment section of Weibo to make a comment, and when he saw this, he put down his phone and was ready to meet Helian Quan.

But when Zhen Jiabao put down the phone, he accidentally swiped on the screen, and the software interface changed instantly. Zhen Jiabao accidentally glanced at it and petrified on the spot.

It was a 'same city' interface on Weibo. Since Zhen Jiabao was located in S city, all the important and small things in the city were pushed on it, and Zhen Jiabao would never click on it.

The most popular blog post at the top of this interface is the Weibo account of a gossip tabloid in this city, and the protagonist Zhen Jiabao on the Weibo picture is very familiar.

Isn't that herself?Zhen Jiabao grabbed the phone and took a closer look, and found that it was the dress he wore when he and He Lianquan went to work together on the first day.

Could it be that his relationship with Helian Quan was exposed?Zhen Jiabao's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and he tried his best to calmly glance at the accompanying text.

"Second Miss of the Zhen family is secretly in love with Di Yan's assistant to the president?"

Zhen Jiabao breathed a sigh of relief, luckily it wasn't Helian Quan... She sat back on the sofa with a little peace of mind and let out a long sigh of relief.

When He Lianquan entered the door, he saw her relieved. Hearing Uncle Ji say that she was waiting for him to come back after dinner, He Lianquan stepped forward, and when he was about to say something, he saw Zhen Jiabao casually What was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone thrown on the sofa was the photo in the gossip tabloid!
"what happened to you?"

He Lianquan didn't have any special reaction when Zhen Jiabao found this photo, but just asked her indifferently.

Zhen Jiabao looked up at Helian Quan's nonchalant face, raised his hand and handed him the phone, and asked aggressively, "What's going on?"
He Lianquan took the phone and turned off the screen without even looking at it, and said to the wide-eyed Zhen Jiabao: "Your dear sister did something, ask me why."
Zhen Jiabao gritted her teeth angrily, straightened her body and knocked on the coffee table against He Lianquan, and said urgently: "You know what I'm talking about! It's not a day or two since Zhen Meixue loves choreographing, I'm asking you How could this photo fall into her hands! What if you get involved."
Can Zhen Jiabao think for him? He Lianquan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, maybe she didn't want to have anything to do with him.

I have to say that He Lianquan really guessed Zhen Jiabao's thoughts in some aspects. She originally thought that she would not see Helian Quan after the three-year deadline. Although now she has more thoughts on Helian Quan, but She didn't think she could get any results with Helian Quan at all.

But Zhen Jiabao's first reaction when he saw this Weibo was that he really didn't want to involve Helian Quan in the rumors that Zhen Meixue fabricated to deal with her. There were some gossips and gossips published on the Internet, but she had never seen her high-ranking methods, which made Zhen Jiabao look down on her very much.

Although He Lianquan had some guesses about the reason why Zhen Jiabao was anxious, she heard that she was worried that she was still very useful, and did not hesitate to blame NICK: "It was NICK who did not do his job well and failed to block all the photos."
Zhen Jiabao thought about the same thing, and said to He Lianquan fearfully: "Fortunately, your face was not photographed. Fortunately, they thought that person was NICK. Otherwise, this incident will really implicate you."
Thinking of the wording in that Weibo post, Zhen Jiabao got on his hips angrily: "You don't even know how they wrote the news!"
Not only did He Lianquan know the content of the news, but Zhen Meixue and the others would think that the person in the photo was NICK and he instructed the Zhen family's housekeeper to disclose it to their mother and daughter. As for how he got in touch with the Zhen family's housekeeper, the Zhen family Why the housekeeper chose to help him is another story.

But he didn't intend to let Zhen Jiabao know about these things, he just loosened his tie and sat beside her: "The media is always good at catching rumors, what are you going to do?"

Although he already had a charter in his heart, He Lianquan still wanted to hear how Zhen Jiabao wanted to solve this matter.

"What do you mean?"

Zhen Jiabao said angrily: "Cold salad! Zhen Meixue will definitely go to the celebration next month, hehe, at that time the celebrities and media from S city will be there, I want to see if Zhen Meixue secretly stuffs them With the money, can they really turn black and white?"

Zhen Jiabao thought simply and rudely, but He Lianquan obviously thought a little more than she did. He pondered for a while and said to Zhen Jiabao: "Actually, NICK records these news reports every day."

Zhen Jiabao gave him a strange look: "Why does this kind of thing record it?"

He Lianquan looked at Zhen Jiabao with a hopeless look: "Could it be that you only intend to take revenge on Zhen Meixue and let go of these media that collect money to blackmail you?"

Zhen Jiabao lay back disapprovingly, and said carelessly, "Angry is anger...but are they also trying to make money?"

Seeing her almost peaceful state of mind, He Lianquan suddenly got up and said sarcastically, "You are merciful."

It seemed that the preparations he made for Zhen Jiabao behind his back were all self-indulgent, He Lianquan thought bitterly.

Zhen Jiabao was very puzzled by his inexplicable anger, blinked his eyes in confusion and asked strangely: "Then what's the matter?"

He Lianquan walked past Zhen Jiabao with a slight smell of alcohol on his body, and ignored her sullenly. Uncle Ji quietly came over and bent down and said to Zhen Jiabao: "I think the young master has figured out a way to stand out for you."

Although He Lianquan drank some wine, his ears were still sharp. Hearing Uncle Ji and Zhen Jiabao's whispering, he stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked at Zhen Jiabao with a suddenly realized look, and snorted coldly.

Zhen Jiabao remembered this meaning only after being told by Uncle Ji, and couldn't help laughing when he saw Helian Quan's rare arrogant look.

Uncle Ji said to Zhen Jiabao bitterly: "Madam, how can you not be angry when those gossip tabloids slander your reputation? I feel anxious for you, let alone young master, oh..."