Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

After half an hour.

Pan Zhongyu's private villa, in the study.

Xin Bao'e looked at Pan Zhongyu, who was sitting behind the desk with a smile on his face, and felt that the smile on the other's face was so false, that it even made people shudder.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the strangeness in her heart, and asked, "You designed Mrs. Chu's car accident, why did you do that?"

At this moment, she really has no way to continue to treat Pan Zhongyu as a teacher.

She stared at him coldly, and her tone was very sharp, "Don't say you did this to help me, I wouldn't believe that you would be so kind! Tell me, what exactly are you trying to do?"

The smile on Pan Zhongyu's face remained unchanged, his eyes with fine lines looked at her meaningfully, and he didn't take her question seriously.

Instead of answering, he asked, "Aren't you satisfied with the result? At least, you don't have to worry about it..."

Xin Baoe's pupils shrank slightly, and she subconsciously asked nervously, "What am I worried about?"

Pan Zhongyu "hehe" chuckled twice, didn't speak, but seemed to see through everything.

His reaction made Xin Bao'e's heart skip a beat, and her expression gradually became uneasy.

While she was restless, Pan Zhongyu continued: "You now know that Mrs. Chu's car accident is related to me, it depends on whether you want to tell Qin Shu and the others the truth. It's just—"

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and when Xin Bao'e raised his eyes to look at him, he continued: "In this way, you may not be able to hide those things that you don't want others to know."

What he said with a smile sounded like a bright threat to Xin Baoe's ears.

Could it be that he already knew about his concealment of Qin Shu's life experience?

But she couldn't figure out how Pan Zhongyu knew about this.

Maybe, he just wanted to blackmail her on purpose...

Xin Bao'e thought so in her heart, collected herself, looked at Pan Zhongyu again, gritted her teeth secretly, and asked, "Teacher Pan, what exactly do you know?"

"Don't be nervous. Even if I know these things, I won't spread them out for you. What are you going to do now? You expose me for having planned Mrs. Chu's car accident, and you pretend nothing happened, and continue to be a member of the Xin family." Fourth Miss, and... my good student?"

Pan Zhongyu knew that Xin Bao'e was testing himself, so it was naturally impossible to reveal all his bargaining chips.

He threw the question back to her and asked her to choose one of the two.

Xin Bao'e hated his cunning, but she had to seriously consider his words.

The current situation is not only a matter of Qin Shu's background, but also involves Mrs. Chu.

Once exposed, can she bear the final result?

Xin Baoe shook her head in her heart.

She can't.

Therefore, no matter what Pan Zhongyu knows, she will bet, no, afford it!

After a brief struggle, Xin Baoe took a deep breath, closed her eyes with trembling eyelashes, and made a choice.

She held her sweat-drenched palms and said slowly: "Teacher, don't worry, as long as we are united as master and apprentice, no third party will know about these things."

After her words fell, Pan Zhongyu's satisfied laughter sounded.

He unhurriedly got up from the chair, walked around the desk and came to Xin Baoe, with a deeper smile on his face than before, nodded and said, "I knew from the time you agreed to take the application form from me, I don't misjudge anyone."

Xin Bao'e opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at him in astonishment, "Could it be that you were testing me at that time?"

Seeing Pan Zhongyu nodding, she suddenly understood in her heart: From the very beginning, she had stepped into the game set up by the other party.

Xin Baoe bit her lip tightly, immersed in regret.

She knew that Pan Zhongyu had problems, but when faced with the temptation of "joining the Chinese hospital", she deliberately chose to ignore them.

The last step is wrong, step by step is wrong.