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

"And now that Mr. He Lianquan has taken the initiative to bow his head to Miss Zhen Jiabao, it proves that he must be very concerned about the other party's feedback. After all, it is a matter between these two people, and we should answer truthfully."

Helen Chiren remembered that he was still worried: "But what if Mr. Helian Quan blamed us?"

The hostess smiled slightly.

"Where does he have such a face? If that's the case, we'll go and sue Miss Zhen Jiabao! A big man actually behaves like a coward after making his wife angry, bah!"

The hostess sitting in the car snapped the lipstick cap shut and threw it into her bag.

At that time, the attitude of the hostess was still inclined towards Zhen Jiabao, but what Helian host thinks of the hostess now is that she probably got cold feet after seeing Helian Quan's face.

He Lianquan heard from the hostess that Zhen Jiabao felt a little touched after watching the performance of the two of them, so he immediately cheered up, sat up straight, and stared at the two of them with piercing eyes.

"You mean what did Garbo say after your performance... what did she say?"

The hostess of Helian could only bite the bullet and repeat Zhen Jiabao's words. While he was speaking, the hostess just stared blankly at the change of expression on Helianquan's face—or just Look at Helian Quan's face.

Following the two of them into the office, Nick, who had been staying in the corner since then, looked at the undisguised nympho expression on the hostess's face, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

For so many years, he has seen enough scenes of strange women falling in love with Helian Quan because of that face, so now he can treat this hostess who is obviously emotional with a normal heart.

Anyway, no matter how many women were tempted in front of Helian Quan, there would be no result.

The president of his family was a straight steel man before he met Zhen Jiabao. He felt that relationships were useless except wasting time and life, and the meaning of life was only to make money.

It was after meeting Zhen Jiabao that the president of his family really understood the meaning of the word love first, and since then he has gained a lot of human affection.

However, this does not mean that He Lianquan's human touch will be distributed to everyone at will. For things like love, He Lianquan only looks for Zhen Jiabao.

So Nick just yawned lazily, still more curious about Zhen Jiabao's reaction to this extremely stupid gift.

When the hostess Helian said, "Ms. Helian asked us to perform another show for you...", she suddenly interrupted.

"I think it's all because Madam really likes the show you prepared, so I think the reason why Madam let us perform the show with the theme of 'Dream' must be because Madam thinks it's the same as you. The love of love is especially dreamy to her."

The hostess didn't know what she was thinking, and she explained to He Lianquan with a smile all over her face.

NICK in the corner almost couldn't hold back his voice, and laughed softly. Fortunately, he still knew his professional ethics, so he suppressed his laughter until his chest vibrated.

He Lianquan sat on the sofa, his expression was a little strange, he naturally would not believe the specious words of the hostess, what is the state between himself and Zhen Jiabao now, He Lianquan was not at a loss.

If the hostess told herself directly that Zhen Jiabao wished to drive these two people out of the villa when she heard that she had invited them over, Helian Quan might still believe it.

But to say such affectionate words?He Lianquan absolutely refused to believe it.

Helianquan was suddenly interrupted, and he was also very surprised. He was shocked that his colleague who had sworn to himself on the road to scold Helianquan severely turned his back on him so quickly, but he decided to take Zhen Jiabao's meaning Make it clear.

"I'm sorry. President Helian, my colleague was just afraid that you would be in a bad mood when you heard what Ms. Zhen Jiabao said, so I made some artistic processing. I hope you don't blame her for her kindness."

He Lianquan's words were cautious and polite, and Helianquan felt inexplicably relieved that "it is so" - he said that Zhen Jiabao would not forgive himself so soon!
This strange sense of satisfaction was really unexpected.

He Lianquan sat on the sofa and was silent for a full 2 ​​minutes. During these 2 minutes, the eyes of the host Helian and the hostess played back and forth in the air at least several times. It's really unreasonable for a person to say something like this, but the hostess Helian felt that the hostess had a change of heart because of Helianquan's face.

"Well, I seem to be able to understand what she means."

With some difficulty, He Lianquan opened the gap between his teeth. He only felt that his tongue seemed to have been frozen, and when he spoke, he would pull his internal organs, which was cold and uncomfortable.

"You want to tell me, don't dream."

He Lianquan leaned back on the sofa, raised his hand and waved it lightly, Nick came forward a few steps in a very sensible way, and greeted the two hosts who were trembling when He Lianquan changed his face. dragged out of the president's office.

When the hostess was politely taken out of the CEO's office by NICK, she was still a little reluctant. She kept looking around and wanted to take a second look at Helian Quan's face, but she accidentally found Helian Quan's face. The corners of the eyes seem to be a little crystal clear.

She immediately turned her head away and didn't dare to look at it anymore. After all, even the state that Helian Quan showed in front of the two of them today made her feel distressed and sympathetic, but no matter what, Helian Quan's identity was completely different from her own. difference.

The fact that I lied just now because I didn't want to hurt him may have offended this Mr. President. If Helian Quan finds himself seeing his fragility now...

The hostess, who had gradually regained her sanity, dug her palm hard with her long nails.
The more pain the better, so that I can wake up a little bit.

After being brought out of the CEO's office, Helianzhe let out a long sigh of relief. Unlike the hostess who only knew that Helianquan felt distressed because of the loneliness on Helianquan's body, Helianzhan was still worried He Lianquan would vent his anger on himself.

So when he was about to leave, he looked at NICK rather hesitantly, his lips opened and then tightened, not knowing how to speak.

Fortunately, NICK is an old fritter who has been in the mermaid-mixed business for such a long time. Naturally, he saw Xiao Jiujiu, the owner of Helian, at a glance, and went up to pat him on the shoulder affectionately.

"Don't worry, my president has never been the kind of character who would take his anger out on others at will. I heard that your station recently selected a few people to be the host of a new column? I think you are very suitable."

When he was in the office just now, fortunately he was sober and did not follow the words of the hostess next to him, otherwise, if the president really believed that his wife had forgiven the president, in case the president ran back to the villa recklessly ?

NICK can even imagine how He Lianquan would be hit when he suddenly returned to the villa. After all, even Uncle Ji is looking forward to pampering his wife like his own daughter.

At that time, the full hope in his own president's heart will completely destroy him.

Nick was right, although He Lianquan was very sad now, but because he had already prepared himself mentally, it was not very difficult to accept it.

From the time the two hosts entered the office to when they left, it took only five minutes. While waiting for the result of a trial, Helianquan had been rubbing the thumb and index finger of his right hand together. The fingertips already felt a little hot.

He raised his head and let out a deep breath.

When NICK returned to the office after sending the two hosts away, he saw He Lianquan unknowingly opened another bottle of high-quality whiskey for himself, holding the bottle in one hand, pouring it into the glass down it.

NICK saw that even the ice cubes had been put in the glass, so he knew that the president of his family was determined to have a drink, and he couldn't persuade him.

"President, you haven't had a good meal in the past few days. It's not good for your health. If you drink alcohol, it will hurt you even more."

Even though he knew he couldn't persuade him, Nick still took two steps forward and said to He Lianquan.

"Because you haven't eaten well these days, I just found you stomach medicine this morning. Have you taken it?"

As if Helian Quan didn't hear Nick's words, the bottom of the whiskey bottle in his hand bumped lightly on the coffee table, making a crisp sound.

In the transparent glass cup, two ice cubes overlapped up and down, mixed with the amber liquid, causing a small drop of water to condense on the outside of the cup.

He Lianquan picked up the wine glass, put it to his mouth and drank it in one gulp, while the condensed water dripped down the wine glass, making the clothes in front of He Lian Quan a little wet.

NICK could only stand by and watch He Lianquan pour wine into his mouth, but fortunately he was still a little rational, even though the regret in his heart was like a monstrous wave that was about to bury his whole heart, but Still controlling himself, he put down the cup after only drinking two cups.

After Zhen Jiabao returned to the bedroom, Uncle Ji immediately brought her a daily medicinal meal.

"I've already drank two bowls today, can this afternoon meal be cancelled?"

Zhen Jiabao held the bowl in his hand in some confusion, smelled the strong fragrance of the medicinal food in the bowl, and swallowed, but he didn't have any appetite at all.

I have to admit that the medicated meals made by Xishan Villa are very attractive and delicious, but the raw materials are only those few things that nourish the body and blood.

After eating it for such a long time, even if the chef's craftsmanship is not compromised, Zhen Jiabao really can't drink it anymore.

Uncle Ji stood beside Zhen Jiabao's bed with the same expression on Nick's face at this time, bent slightly, with an extremely respectful attitude.

"Ma'am, let's drink. It's more important to take care of your health as soon as possible."