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

Daylight had not yet broken.

The yard was foggy, and the air was damp and cold.

Qin Shu got up early, and after washing up, he simply soaked a cup of instant oatmeal to cushion his stomach.

Then put on the clothes that were matched in advance last night, a beige-colored cashmere suit, gentle and intellectual.

The hair that was neatly tied up on weekdays was also let down today.

Because of the need to wear a mask, there is no way to make up, and Qin Shu is not good at it.She still sprinkled some perfume on purpose to make herself more refined.

When she was done tidying up, she pushed open the door.

The first ray of sunlight just fell into the yard.

She locked the door and knocked in the next room.

"What are you doing?" The boy's sleepy voice came from the room.

Qin Shu stopped knocking on the door and said, "I'm going out."

There was silence in the room.

Qin Shu continued: "Don't forget what I told you last night, stay here and don't go anywhere."

After a while, I heard the boy in the room reply sullenly: "Oh...I see."

Qin Shu pursed her lips, turned around and left.

As for whether the young man would really stay in the house honestly, she had already sent a message to Chu Linshen about it last night, and he had his own arrangements.

Walking out of the gate of the National Hospital, it was exactly eight o'clock in the morning.

The security uncle, who just came to change shifts, was holding a bowl of packed noodles, squatting next to the security booth and slurping his noodles, making a loud sucking sound.

When Qin Shu walked past him, he quickly raised his head to say hello, with two shiny noodles still hanging from his lips.

Qin Shu wore a mask and nodded in response.

A taxi stopped not far from the gate.

Qin Shu waved her hand, and the car came to her.

After getting on the bus, the driver sent her directly to Chu Linchen's community without Qin Shu giving her address.

The driver was naturally arranged by Chu Linshen to pick up Qin Shu.

As for the unobtrusive way of using a taxi, it was Qin Shu's experience from Yan Jing.

Chu Linchen and his son had already packed up when Qin Shu arrived.

The noble and proud Young Master Chu was wearing black casual clothes and opened the door for Qin Shu. The bear apron around his waist attracted Qin Shu's attention.

"You are..."

"Come on, breakfast will be ready soon." Chu Linchen said softly.

Before Qin Shu could figure it out, a small head popped out from behind him, with a bright smile on his cute face, "Mommy! You can have breakfast made by Dad himself today!"

While talking, the two little hands couldn't wait to get up, and pulled Qin Shu into the house.

Chu Linchen's lips curved slightly, and he closed the door smoothly.

It wasn't until Weiwei pulled him into the room that Qin Shu looked at Chu Linchen suspiciously, "Didn't you say you're going to eat the most famous morning tea in Juhuilou today?"

For this reason, she counted the time and specially drank a cup of oatmeal to pad her stomach.

Chu Linchen cast his eyes on Weiwei, "My child wants you to taste my craft."

"Obviously Dad wants to show off his learning achievements."

The little guy unceremoniously broke it down, hugged Qin Shu, rubbed his pink face in her arms, and said happily: "Mummy smells so good!"

Qin Shu smiled, and was about to talk to his son when Chu Linchen came over, "Did you sprinkle perfume?"

His nose is very sensitive, especially for her breath.

Qin Shu met his deep and gloomy eyes, inexplicably feeling that all his little thoughts were being looked down upon.

His face became slightly hot, "Yeah."

Fortunately, Chu Linchen didn't say anything, and boasted, "It smells good."