Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Song Qingtian lived a little far from the Huabanli villa area.When we arrived in a hurry, it was almost 12 o'clock in the morning.

She entered the code to open the door habitually, and the door opened with a bang.The password is still the same password and has not been changed.

As soon as she opened the door, Aunt Sun greeted her with a grateful expression, "Ma'am, I wish you had come."

"Is he up there?" Song Qingtian anxiously wanted to rush up immediately.

Aunt Sun nodded, and just as Song Qingtian was about to go upstairs, she suddenly grabbed Song Qingtian's wrist tightly, with an almost pleading expression on her face, "Madam, please, please persuade him. Mr. Stomach has been bad, if this continues, there will be problems!"

Aunt Sun's begging appearance made Song Qingtian's heart freeze suddenly, she could almost imagine how serious Shen Xiangzhi's stomach problem was from Aunt Sun's expression.

How can this wayward man not make people feel at ease!

Song Qingtian ran upstairs in a hurry, she thought to herself, when she saw Shen Xiangzhi, she must scold him severely first!Why not take good care of your body!

She thought so.But when he pushed open the bedroom door, all the thoughts in her mind were gone.

She saw Shen Xiangzhi leaning on the desk, bent over, and vomiting violently.

When she saw this scene, tears kept falling down.

"Shen Xiangzhi..." she called him softly.

Shen Xiangzhi's body trembled suddenly, and when he raised his head, he saw Song Qingtian standing at the door.

He stared blankly at her.Is this an illusion again?These days, he has seen her appear beside him more than once. He thought she was back, but in the blink of an eye, she disappeared.

Shen Xiangzhi looked at her, subconsciously blinked his eyes as usual, and opened them again, but Song Qingtian was still standing there.

She was crying with tears all over her face.

Shen Xiangzhi frowned unconsciously.

Song Qingtian wiped away her tears and walked towards him.

There was still a cold dinner on his desk.

Song Qingtian glanced at his dinner, raised his head and stared into his eyes, "Heat it up and eat it, or do something else?"

"Song Qingtian." Shen Xiangzhi looked at her, his voice a little hoarse, and he said, "Why are you here?"

Hearing Shen Xiangzhi's voice again, Song Qingtian was so moved that her heart trembled, tears were about to flow down again.She raised her head, trying to hold back her tears.

Then, "Because I heard that a certain person doesn't eat well, so I came to see it."

"You came here just to persuade me to eat?" The light in Shen Xiangzhi's eyes dimmed, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Song Qingtian and Shen Xiangzhi have been together for so long, so they still understand him somewhat.Looking at his expression at the moment, she knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

She lowered her eyes and said: "Let's eat first, this porridge is very good, I'll take it down and warm it up for you before eating." She picked up the millet porridge and turned to go out.

Shen Xiangzhi suddenly grabbed her hand, and with heavy eyes, he asked her again, "Are you here just to persuade me to eat?"

Song Qingtian looked at him for a long while, then nodded helplessly.

If not, why did she come to see him?

After Shen Xiangzhi got her answer, his face completely darkened. He pointed at the door, and said coldly and mercilessly: "You go, whether I eat or not is my business, Miss Song, you don't need to worry about it."

He had a dark face, Song Qingtian looked at him, but felt that he was like a child playing with his temper, which made people angry and helpless.

"Shen Xiangzhi, I am your wife. If you don't eat, I have an obligation to care about your body."

Shen Xiangzhi looked at her and sneered, "Did Miss Song forget that we are already divorced."

"Really? I think it's Shen Xiangzhi, you forgot. The divorce agreement is still on the bedside, and I didn't sign it."