Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Shen Xiangzhi looked at his wife and son who were sleeping together, and his heart felt warm, filled with a warm current.

He walked over and lay down next to Song Qingtian.

Seeing her tightly frowning brows, he stretched out his hand to smooth her over and over again, and finally kissed her brows.

He knew what Song Qingtian was worried about. In fact, over the years, people had been hunting him down. He had been in danger more than once.

He had always thought that it was Lin Zhengying who wanted to kill him, but recently, he felt that something was wrong.

Although Lin Zhengying hated him, he hadn't actually done anything that hurt him too much in these years. It was absolutely certain that Lin Zhengying did it, and the things that hurt him to a certain extent would not exceed five.

And the few times that almost killed him, now that I think about it carefully, it doesn't really look like Lin Zhengying's method.

Although Lin Zhengying hated him, he was still an upright person. Even if he was against him, he basically knew it clearly, and would not do some dirty things behind his back, and it was not like what he did by buying murder.

Qin Chu often said that he was making excuses for Lin Zhengying.But it was really not, he just had a stronger feeling that the person who really wanted his life was not Lin Zhengying.

He even felt that maybe Lin Zhengying never wanted him to die.It's like he also hates the existence of Lin Zhengying, but still hopes that he can live well in this world.Therefore, blood relationship is also a very strange thing.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Qingtian, with a flash of distress in his eyes.

The dream she had that day was that he was dead, right?Otherwise, she wouldn't be so uneasy and so scared, so scared that she was already in a trance.

"Little fool, it seems that you have to find some fun to distract you." Shen Xiangzhi rubbed Song Qingtian's head, and said to himself helplessly.

The next day, when Song Qingtian woke up, Shen Xiangzhi had already gone to work.She wanted to check the time, turned on the phone, and immediately received a message from Shen Xiangzhi——

"Take a good rest. I've asked for leave for you. You don't have to go to work for half a month."

Song Qingtian stared at the phone for a while, a little angry that Shen Xiangzhi decided whether she should work without authorization.

"Mr. Control Freak, you are not my boss now, I want to work, please."

Shen Xiangzhi was probably not very busy, so he quickly replied to the message, "Perhaps, you should consider changing to a more relaxed job, such as a freelance writer?"

"It's not that easy to change jobs..." Song Qingtian was editing the message when Shen Xiangzhi's message was sent again, "I heard from Xiao Bai that you were scolded bloody by your boss yesterday because you forgot to submit the manuscript ...Song Qingtian, promise me that you can either resign or come to my company, I guarantee that no matter which one you choose, you will be much happier than you are now."

"Please, I'm happy now, you just don't understand."

"Why don't you want to resign? Because Cheng Yuji helped you find the job?"

Song Qingtian looked at the words on the screen, curled her lips unhappily, "Shen Xiangzhi, I don't like you being jealous of Cheng Yuji."

"Who made him spend so long with you?"

Song Qingtian locked the screen helplessly, feeling a little bit of bitterness in her heart.The time that Cheng Yuji walked with me was given up by you yourself.

Thinking of Cheng Yuji, Song Qingtian still felt a little sad, she swiped her phone again, opened the phone book, and wanted to call Cheng Yuji.

Cheng Yuji's name is stored in Song Qingtian's phone as "Xiaoxi's father." In the past, Xiaoxi always called Cheng Yuji's father, and Cheng Yuji's name was forcibly stored in her phone at that time, and it has been so long since she came back, and she has not had time to change it.

Song Qingtian slid her hand to the edit button, wanting to change the name, but suddenly flashed before her eyes the past year, the days when she and Xiaoxi depended on each other, without Cheng Yuji, she would not be able to live at all.

The hand pressing the edit button paused, but finally moved away.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly.