Qin Linchen's decisive back at the end, and the action of leaving in a cool way, made Bai Ye heave a sigh of relief and then began to sneer.

Laughing at himself, he said: "It would be great if she was still there. At least Mama Zhang, you don't have to be busy cooking that soothing soup every day, but you are also busy taking care of a frail hostess like me. Maybe you are already busy at this time." Helping them take care of their children, grandma can also hold grandchildren soon... And I... live the life of an ordinary person, it's good to be simple..."

Zhang Ma felt distressed looking at her, even more so when listening to her words, her eyes were filled with tears.Several times when she wanted to speak, she was choked by Bai Ye's indifferent expression. Zhang Ma knew that if she didn't speak again, the wife would completely misunderstand the husband!

"Ma'am, you really misunderstood. In the beginning, Mr. really bought a bunch of supplements. Your sleepiness was also caused by the supplements. But when Mr. learned that you had nightmares every time you fell asleep, he came to ask me what I could do. I remembered an ancient prescription, and I added a traditional Chinese medicine to calm the nerves in the tonic. At first, my husband was still unwilling to take risks, but he didn’t agree until after asking various Chinese medicine professors. There is nothing harmful to your body at all, it just makes you sleep better, madam."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Ye frowned slightly, she was dubious about this matter.

But looking at Zhang Ma's eyes, she wavered and thought that this matter was 100% her misunderstanding, and a series of vacillations made her feel troubled and headache.

She almost passed out, and was supported by Zhang Mama to sit on the sofa.

Zhang Ma sighed and said, "Ma'am, you can ask whatever you want, as long as you don't be suspicious or misunderstood."

Originally, there were some things that my husband told her not to talk about, otherwise she would have to leave here, but seeing that my wife was suspicious every day, and her health gradually deteriorated because of this, she could only sacrifice her work.

Bai Ye raised her head slowly, her face turned pale, and said in a calm tone, "Is what you just said true?"

Zhang Ma nodded, surprised that Madam didn't ask more questions, did she not believe her?
In fact, since Zhang Ma's explanation just now, she has begun to slowly accept it, and slowly reflect on overthrowing her previous ideas.Looking back, she was indeed surrounded by nightmares and couldn't sleep at night, but since she drank the Dabu Tang, which is now the Anshen Tang, she really never woke up from the nightmare and fell into sadness all day long.

In the beginning, she was purely accidental. It was only because Qin Linchen admitted that he was guilty of the child who left, which made her feel better and did not have any more nightmares.

Thinking about it now, maybe since then, her great tonic soup has added a soothing medicinal ingredient...

She was not talking, just drank the bowl of calming soup that was supposed to be brought upstairs to her at the dinner table, and then she was as lonely as an emotionless machine, went upstairs and closed the door without ever coming out...

At this moment, no one knows what she is thinking, but even she can't figure it out.

My heart was sour as if I was apologetic, but slowly I couldn't vent my grievances, so I could only drink the soothing soup and wanted to use sleep to let everything pass.

In the office of Qin Linchen's company.

He frowned, leaned on the back of the chair with a sad expression, and stared at the scenery outside in a daze.It's just that today is a little different. I don't know whether it's because he has guessed his heart, or God is also in a bad mood. The white mist is the same as the one covering his heart.

knock knock --

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Qin Linchen didn't change his posture at all, and said coldly, "Come in."

The assistant opened the door and stopped two or three steps away from the desk. Looking at the back of Qin Linchen's boss chair, he hesitated but dared not speak.

Qin Linchen noticed it, and turned to look at the assistant. His expressionless face made it difficult to see through his mood.

"Standing as the door god? Say something!"

The assistant was allowed to speak, so he lowered his head and took out the folder in his hand, flipped through a few pages and stopped.

"Chairman, the company's profit this month is 15.00% higher than last month, but it still hasn't met the requirements of the directors. The previous signing has been delayed, and Mr. Chen has been waiting for a long time. I want to ask when you have time."

Qin Linchen lowered his eyebrows slightly, as if he was thinking.

The assistant didn't dare to say much, and stood there motionless, only occasionally raising his eyebrows slightly to observe the chairman's expression.

"Three days later, notify the directors to hold a meeting, and tell Mr. Chen to make two more points out of the profit, otherwise we will have to wait for the next meeting. The meeting with Mr. Chen will be tomorrow night. You can decide the location. It must be a quiet and comfortable place. .”

The assistant carefully wrote down his request, but asked a little puzzled: "If Mr. Chen doesn't give up two points of profit, will we still make an appointment to meet tomorrow?"

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Qin Linchen's mouth, "He's a smart man. I've already given him some oil and water, and he won't refuse. Even if we want to play games, tomorrow night's date is our private date, and has nothing to do with work."

"Yes, I'll make arrangements now."

The assistant nodded in response, and when he was about to leave with his documents in his arms, he went back and forth.

After hesitating, he said: "Chairman, this document was sent this morning. I don't know who it is. It was sent by express with a fake address and name."

With a calm expression, he frowned slightly as he looked at the kraft paper.

"Put it down, you go out."

The assistant gently put down the kraft paper bag, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Close the door gently when you go out.

Qin Linchen just looked at the kraft paper bag on the table, and didn't pick it up and open it for a long time, as if it didn't exist, he was busy with other work.

On Qin Xiao's side, the bumpy car finally stopped.

He was covered by a black cloth bag, but he still wanted to look around curiously, without any nervousness or fear.

"Where is this? Are we there yet?"

This time, when he asked the question, following the sound of the car door being opened, a familiar voice answered him with an obvious smile: "Young Master Qin, don't worry, you've arrived."

Qin Xiao easily recognized Qin Shaocheng's voice, and an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but because his head was covered by a black cloth bag, no one saw it.

"President Qin, is this how you treat guests? It's already here, why don't you let me go?"

Qin Fengcheng laughed and apologized, "Oh, look at my head, it's because I didn't educate my subordinates well, Young Master Qin can take care of you."

After finishing speaking, Qin Fengcheng roared at the subordinates beside him again: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you untie Qin Shao quickly! How do you do things? I told you to cover Qin Shao's head so that you don't see anything unclean. You guys were the ones who tied Young Master Qin up! If Young Master Qin gets hurt a little bit, I'll take your dog's life!"

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