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

Zhen Jiabao's eyes were dark, and he instinctively pulled Helian Quan's sleeves tightly, taking every step with extreme caution.

Hearing He Lianquan say that this is the last step, Zhen Jiabao's footsteps fluttered, and she almost stepped on the ground—her mother slipped and fell from this step. Almost kneeled on the stairs.

Thanks to He Lianquan's quick hands and quick eyes, he grabbed Zhen Jiabao and put her on the corridor on the second floor with a clever trick. Zhen Jiabao opened his eyes and was still in shock.

"You did it." He Lianquan encouraged Zhen Jiabao. Zhen Jiabao's eyes were red, and he was silent for a while before showing a smile.

"Well, I did it." A trace of tears welled up in Zhen Jiabao's eyes, but they lingered firmly in their sockets.

He Lianquan patted her on the back, made her turn a small half circle by the shoulder, and pushed her shoulder facing the door of the only bedroom on the second floor.

"Go." He Lianquan's voice was full of expectation, as if encouraging the children in the family to do something they had never experienced before. Zhen Jiabao blinked vigorously to get rid of the sourness in his eyes, and took a long breath to move forward. Grab the doorknob.

Zhen Jiabao stood in front of the open bedroom door, looking at the wedding photo of Zhen Fugui and his mother hanging on the bedside of the small bedroom, a thousand feelings surged in his heart.

He Lianquan came over to wrap her arms around her shoulders, and put his big hands on her shoulders, trying to make her feel more relaxed.

Zhen Jiabao turned to look at He Lianquan's indifferent but concerned expression, swallowed to lubricate his dry throat and said, "I'm fine."

"okay."

He Lianquan put down his hand on her neck, and patted it lightly twice, signaling her to go in.

Zhen Jiabao should have rarely entered this bedroom on the second floor when she was young, but she was familiar with the layout and furnishings in the room. She wandered around, looking at and touching all the furnishings.

"Aren't you going to take the things in this room back?"

Seeing that Zhen Jiabao had packed so many things downstairs to take back to Xishan Villa just now, He Lianquan asked a little strangely when she couldn't see what she was taking.

Zhen Jiabao slowly calmed down, and said to him flatly: "I took too much just now, and the driver had a hard time carrying it back and forth, and the trunk of the car we drove should be full of things."

She held a small photo frame on the table in her hand and looked at it carefully. Inside it was a pyrography, and a pattern was burned on a thin wooden board with a high-temperature heat pen.

This is also the work of Zhen Jiabao's mother. The pattern on the painting is a family portrait of a family of three. On it, the young Zhen Jiabao is sitting on Zhen Fugui's lap, smiling brightly and delightfully.

He Lianquan glanced at the things in her hand, frowned and took the photo frame over, and then took it apart repeatedly, and there was another photo stuffed inside as expected.

That photo was the family portrait that Zhen Jiabao's mother and daughter took together with Zhen Fugui, and the pyrography was carefully engraved bit by bit according to this photo.

Zhen Jiabao took the photo from He Lianquan's hand, and carefully touched his mother's face in the photo with his fingers.

He Lianquan looked at it in the bedroom, then turned around and went out the door to the study.

There are two rows of bookshelves in the study, one row is completely empty, and the other row is still full, it must be the books left by Zhen Jiabao's mother.

He Lianquan looked at it casually with his hands in his pockets, because Zhen Jiabao's mother was an art student, so the books on the bookshelf were mostly professional books on aesthetics and music, as well as some magazines that Wenqing liked to read back then.

Among these books, He Lianquan keenly discovered a cryptography book whose style was incompatible with other books.

He took the pure black cover book out of the bookshelf, casually flipped through it to make sure there was nothing trapped in the book, and found that only the Morse code part of the whole book was folded, and there were many colored pages on those pages. Note marks left by a highlighter.

To be honest, Morse code is very basic and easy to understand in cryptography, but Zhen Jiabao's mother has wasted so much ink and research on it. He Lianquan guessed that the code left by her mother should be related to this, so he took After reading this book, I went back to talk to Zhen Jiabao about it.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Jiabao was holding a combination lock diary in the bedroom and trying to unlock it but couldn't get it right. He couldn't help asking: "What are you doing? Huh? Where did you get the diary from?"

Zhen Jiabao pursed his lips and said to him without raising his head: "Of course I'm cracking the code. I think my mother recorded the code of the safe in the diary."

He Lianquan raised the book in his hand to show Zhen Jiabao in disapproval. Zhen Jiabao looked up strangely, and saw a few large characters in gold on the pure black cover: Cryptography.

"What is this?" Zhen Jiabao caught the book He Lianquan threw to her, and flipped through it curiously.

"The book your mother left behind, I don't think it matches the style of other calligraphy and painting, and I think it may have something to do with this."

Zhen Jiabao didn't expect her mother to study cryptography even though it was just a safe?

She flipped through the book suspiciously, and soon discovered the key point of the Morse Code just like Helian Quan.

"Could it be that... my mother left me a puzzle game?" Zhen Jiabao pouted and looked downcastly.

While Zhen Jiabao was studying the Morse code, He Lianquan held the diary in his hand, picked up the small lock and glanced back and forth, squinting his eyes and carefully checked the light and shadow against the sunlight.

"Okay." He Lianquan opened the diary repeatedly, took off the lock without looking at the contents inside, closed the diary and threw it back to its original place.

"Wow, Helian Quan, you are too powerful, aren't you?" Zhen Jiabao thought about the combination lock for a long time but did not open it. He did not expect that it would be solved so quickly after it arrived in Helian Quan's hands.

Could it be that He Lianquan not only has the talent to be a CEO, but also has the hidden skill of sliding doors and picking locks?Holding the diary, Zhen Jiabao had a guess about the purpose of Helian Quan's skill.

"What are you thinking about?" He Lianquan asked helplessly when he saw the expression on Zhen Jiabao's face and knew that she was thinking about something weird.

"It's nothing." Zhen Jiabao guiltily looked away from He Lianquan, thinking that if he knew that he was in his heart connecting him with the thief who slipped through the door, wouldn't he make her tame?
Zhen Jiabao hesitated for a moment and asked He Lianquan curiously: "How can you, a CEO, know how to unlock and repair keyboards?"

"I think you may have misunderstood the profession of CEO." He Lianquan pulled out the chair and sat down, slightly remarking on Zhen Jiabao's stereotype.

Zhen Jiabao tilted his head and asked Helian Quan: "But you are Helian Quan! As the young master of the Helian family, you probably don't have such a chance to get in touch with these things."

He Lianquan looked at her innocent eyes and raised his forehead, and asked her with great interest: "Then how do you think I should live as the young master of the Helian family?"

Although the Zhen family is fairly well-known in S City, but the Helian family is an ancient family with a profound heritage, and it is impossible for Zhen Jiabao to imagine it without experiencing it.

Seeing Zhen Jiabao pouted and shaking his head, He Lianquan said with some amusement: "As the only heir of this generation of the Helian family, he has received all kinds of training since he was a child, including mechanical disassembly and assembly and simple escape techniques. Locks without technical content are what I learned when I was four or five years old."

In Zhen Jiabao's mind, he imagined He Lianquan sitting at the table with a stern face when he was four or five years old, learning how to open locks, and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

"Did you bring a lot of bodyguards with you when you were young? Just like in the movies."

Zhen Jiabao pretended to be relaxed and joked with He Lianquan.

He Lianquan thought about it carefully and said to Zhen Jiabao: "Actually speaking, I didn't go out much when I was young. There is a special elementary school in the old house, so I don't have any need to go out."

Zhen Jiabao couldn't imagine that he spent almost his entire childhood in the old house of Helian's family like this, so he asked Helian Quan in surprise and distress: "Then don't you feel bored?"

Helian Quan raised his eyebrows strangely: "Why?"

"If you don't go out to meet other people, and you can't see the scenery outside, it sounds like it's going to be suffocating." Zhen Jiabao flattened his mouth and complained to He Lianquan's wrinkled face.

"Oh." He Lianquan smiled and shook his head and explained to Zhen Jiabao: "When the Helian family first moved to Sicily, the area of ​​land they bought was nearly five hectares. After continuous mergers and acquisitions of surrounding land, the area of ​​Helian's old house has reached thirteen hectares, so there is no saying that you can't see the scenery."

Zhen Jiabao was not very clear about the definition of a hectare, but He Lianquan seemed to mean a lot, so he took out his mobile phone to check it, and then involuntarily widened his eyes and exclaimed.

"You just use such an understatement to say such a large area? Is your family going to build a palace there?" Zhen Jiabao looked at the converted area unit on the phone screen for a long time but couldn't recover.

"Actually, it's nothing...Because the land is right at the junction of the mountains and the plains, the land purchased is not expensive, and it's not all buildings." He Lianquan explained the architectural structure of Helian's old house to Zhen Jiabao: " The main reason is that there are some lakes dug out, a few gardens, and the horse farm used for classes consumes a lot of open space.”

Zhen Jiabao stroked his frightened little heart and said to himself silently: "It turns out that I am short-sighted and ignorant. I only knew that I was married to a rich man. I didn't expect you to be richer than I imagined." ah."

He Lianquan couldn't laugh or cry to her: "What's the matter...it looks like I'm showing off."

Zhen Jiabao was deeply aware of his salty fish attributes, and sighed pretendingly: "You don't need to show off other things just because you are the president of Diyan."

He Lianquan glanced at her and didn't intend to say anything more on this topic with her. It was getting late, so Zhen Jiabao took her diary and took her back to the villa.

Uncle Ji knew that Zhen Jiabao went back again today, and he had been looking forward to the two people who hadn't returned at the door. It wasn't until the familiar car drove around the corner and appeared in his field of vision that he stepped forward to greet him with a smile on his face.

This time Zhen Jiabao didn't come back like before and was depressed. Uncle Ji felt relieved, and the smile on his face became more sincere. After getting out of the car, the driver opened the trunk and tentatively asked He Lianquan: "Master, where are these things placed?" where?"

Seeing that the trunk was full, Uncle Ji guessed that Zhen Jiabao had brought the things from the small villa here, so he took the initiative to ask He Lianquan, "Why don't we pack up a guest room to settle in?"

He Lianquan nodded to Uncle Ji in agreement with his proposal, and Zhen Jiabao sweetly said to Uncle Ji: "Then trouble Uncle Ji."

Uncle Ji also nodded to Zhen Jiabao with a smile, and then directed the handyman to carefully transport the contents of the trunk to the living room.

Zhen Jiabao hugged the diary in her arms and went into the villa with Helian Quan. On the way back, she seemed to be in a daze, as if something was pressing on her heart, she always smiled a bit reluctantly, Helian Quan saw it But Li couldn't think of any reason, only thinking that she was troubled by the Zhen family's affairs.