Bringing a wife into his arms: The president prefers to be loved

The woman's face suddenly turned cold, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her lips.

"Qu Wan'er, I'm being polite to you, why did you speak rudely first?"

What kind of politeness, it was clearly intended to irritate myself!Qu Wan'er looked at her bitterly, feeling a little annoyed why she had fallen for this woman's trap.

At this time, Qu Wan'er suddenly felt a itching and numbness on her arms and face, and it was unbearable for a while.

Qu Wan'er's face changed drastically, did she react so quickly after eating that piece of lobster meat?
The woman looked at Qu Wan'er in surprise, and then couldn't help laughing out, "What's going on with your face?"

The people around took a breath of air, as if they couldn't bear to look directly.

Qu Wan'er raised her hand to touch it, and she actually touched the pimples that had sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

"Wan'er, a woman's face is very important, why don't you take care of it so much?" The woman sneered resolutely, her eyes gloating.

"Ah—" With a cry of surprise, Qu Wan'er ran away in embarrassment carrying her skirt.

There seemed to be a lot of people laughing from behind, Qu Wan'er hated it so much at this moment, she wished she could dig a hole and get in.

To be so allergic and embarrassing in front of so many people, her face must be extremely ugly, right?There were even patches of red marks on his arms, which was a bit scary.

Covering her face, Qu Wan'er took the elevator down without daring to stop for a moment.

When I got to the door, I realized that I didn't drive here at all, and Qi Hao sent me here before.

But what about Qi Haoren?
Qu Wan'er hurriedly took out her mobile phone to call Qi Hao, her fingers were trembling, hoping that Qi Hao could help her.

结果
"Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please try again later."

When the cold female voice came, Qu Wan'er was completely in despair.

When Lin Yu brought Shen Xueyao back to her home, Shen Xueyao had already passed out.

It was obviously impossible to wake her up, so Lin Yu picked her up in his arms, sent her all the way back to her room, and put her on the bed.

Sensing that Shen Xueyao's back was soaked in cold sweat, Lin Yu couldn't help but frowned.

Just about to leave, Shen Xueyao raised her hand and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Qi Hao, don't go." Shen Xueyao murmured softly, with endless lingering and pain in her voice.

Her eyebrows have not been loosened all the way, obviously she is enduring something.

Sighing, Lin Yu sat down beside her, coaxing softly like a child, "Don't worry, I won't leave."

Only then did Shen Xueyao's eyebrows relax a little, but she still refused to let go.

Lin Yu looked at her pale face and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

After thinking about it, I finally took out my phone and made a call.

"Is it convenient for you to come to my house now?" He said in a helpless tone.

"Yaoyao's situation is not good, it should be hard to get through."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sky was gradually getting late.

There was the sound of the door being opened, followed by some messy footsteps.

The door was opened, and Song Yun sounded with a complaining voice: "Is there any mistake, it's all."

Seeing Shen Xueyao on the bed, his words stopped abruptly.

"What's going on here?" Song Yun frowned, extremely serious.

"In the past two days, she has had repeated nightmares at night. If I don't call her, she won't be able to wake up at all. Today I took her to the designer exchange meeting. I originally wanted her to not be so nervous, but it turned out."

Lin Yu paused, glanced at Song Yun, and continued, "I saw someone I shouldn't have seen."

"You mean she has received new stimulation?" Song Yun's face suddenly became ugly.

"Ah."

"Tell me the details." Song Yun winked at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu nodded, carefully put Shen Xueyao's hand into the quilt, and then went out lightly.

"Although she explained the situation to me roughly, I still have a lot of doubts." Song Yun frowned, a little confused.

"What is her identity?"

Lin Yu sighed and said, "You know the Qi family, right?"

Song Yun nodded, his face suddenly changed, as if he suddenly remembered something, he couldn't believe it.

Seeing that he understood, Lin Yu nodded and told him everything he knew.

Afraid of waking Shen Xueyao up, the two talked softly.

After all, Song Yun's face was not very good-looking.

"Actually, I have some bad news to tell you." Song Yun seemed to be hesitant, scratching the back of his head.

"My previous client in Italy had some problems. If there are no accidents, my vacation this time should be ruined."

"What?" Lin Yu grabbed Song Yun by the collar, his face a little annoyed.

"You promised me, how can you give up on the patient halfway?"

Song Yun was a little helpless: "The matter over there is more urgent, and I will leave probably next week."

"Are you not in a hurry about Xueyao? You just leave her alone?" Lin Yu was obviously in a hurry, and asked relentlessly.

"Let go first." Song Yun pulled Lin Yu's hand away, his expression a little silent.

"The people in Italy are my clients, and they are the ones who are responsible for signing the contract with me. I will be legally responsible for whatever happens to her."

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Lin Yu also calmed down, knowing that he was in a difficult position.

His face was a little gloomy.

"Actually, I think that with Miss Shen's situation, she still needs to change her living environment and stay away from things that would irritate her."

"Furthermore, I think it should be assisted by drugs, and psychological counseling alone is obviously not enough."

"That's why I came to you today." Song Yun took out the medicine from his pocket as he spoke.

"This is a medicine for calming emotions. You will learn about it when you study psychology. You can just take it according to the prescribed dosage every day."

Lin Yu took the medicine and hesitated to speak.

Song Yun finally couldn't help but said: "We have known each other for so many years, I still have to remind you of some things."

"It's impossible for you to help her all the time, and you've only met each other not long ago? Besides, with her complicated situation, you can't control these situations, and it's very likely that you will cause a lot of trouble."

"I know." Lin Yu nodded.

Shen Xueyao had told him everything Song Yun said, so he knew it in his heart.

It's just that leaving the girl alone is obviously not something he would do, besides, she is already very pitiful.

"That's the end of the story." Song Yun got up, patted Lin Yu's shoulder heavily, and left.

Lin Yu was still sitting there, closing his eyes and meditating.

Shen Xueyao came to that terrible dream again.

She dreamed that she stabbed a sharp fruit knife into Qi Zhenwu's chest, and his chest was immediately dyed red.

Shen Xueyao looked at him expressionlessly, without any trace of panic or fear, and there was not even any disturbance in her heart.

Everything in front of her eyes disappeared like a shattered mirror, and when she came back to look at it again.

He found that Qi Hao was actually standing in front of him!

And that fruit knife was actually inserted straight into Qi Hao's chest.

The pure white shirt was stained red with blood, Qi Hao's face was full of pain, and his eyes were full of despair looking at Shen Xueyao.

Shen Xueyao's body trembled violently, as if all the emotions returned to her body in an instant.

She stared wide-eyed at the scene in front of her, and her heart was repeatedly pounded by countless strong emotions.

what did she do?
"Yaoyao, do you hate me so much? We have been together for so long, why don't you like me?"

"Why did you say those things to me? Don't you think I won't be sad?"

Qi Hao's pale lips uttered these extremely sad words, cutting on Shen Xueyao's body like Ling Chi.

"No, Qi Hao, I don't want to do this."

"I like you."

Shen Xueyao staggered forward two steps, trying to get closer to Qi Hao, but Qi Hao's figure was getting further and further away.

She had to run.

"Yaoyao, if you want me to leave you so much."

"That's as you wish." Qi Hao smiled coldly at her, and turned around mercilessly.

"Qi Hao, don't go, don't leave me!" Shen Xueyao heard her heart-piercing cry, her heart ached as if it was going to shatter.

as you wish.

This sentence was infinitely magnified, and Shen Xueyao squatted helplessly on the ground, covering her ears.

"No, no, this is not what I want!"

The scream pierced through the ears, echoing in the space round after round, shaking Shen Xueyao awake from her dream.

It was already daylight.

Shen Xueyao sat up and couldn't help covering her chest.

There was still pain in this position, which made her almost out of breath.

Tears dripped down drop by drop, she cried silently, unable to control herself in pain.

Why is she so sad, has she already loved him so much before she knew it?

She is like this, she should let him live better, why is she so unwilling, why is she so sad after hearing that he agreed to her request.

Why can't I be as free and easy as I said?

Why. She wants to fall in love with him?
Mingming has been warning himself that the relationship between them is just a contract, and Mingming has been warning himself not to let himself sink into it.

He desperately reminded himself that his kindness to him and his tenderness were all due to his obligation as a husband. When three years were up, she would leave, no matter what it looked like in the end.

Obviously he agreed, but he couldn't get out of his body.

Shen Xueyao covered her ears in pain, tears fell drop by drop, and it was very difficult to breathe.

How long will it take her to forget Qi Hao?
No one has ever been so kind to himself, he will always take care of her and protect her, always stand in front of her, and treat her as a treasure.

Since his mother passed away, he is the only one who has given his sincerity to himself and made himself feel that he should be loved by others.

But she pushed such a person away with her own hands.