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

Chu Linchen frowned, saying that there was no need to bother, mainly because he didn't want Qin Shu to leave the ward.

Qin Shu's attitude was very firm, "I promised to help you recover. Now that you have a stomach problem, I will definitely do my best to help you recover."

After speaking, she walked out.

Chu Linchen gave Wei He a wink, and Wei He ordered two bodyguards to help Qin Shu, and at the same time, protect her safety.

Wei He walked back to the ward and said, "Young Master Chu, Miss Qin still cares about you."

Chu Linchen pursed her thin lips.

After resting for a while, the pain in his stomach did not hurt so much, and his complexion recovered a little.

"What's your business?" His eyes fell on the document in Wei He's hand.

Wei He immediately regained his composure and handed all the documents to him.

"This is the transfer agreement between Chu's shares and the company. It has been drawn up. Please read it."

Chu Linchen glanced at it quickly, his expression was very indifferent, without raising his eyelids, he said: "Take it and sign it for Wang Yilin."

Then, throw the file to Wei He.

Seeing that he was so casual, Wei He hesitated, and said: "There is one more thing. The person behind the scenes who ordered Zhang Wen to hunt down Qin Shu and Young Master Weiwei has been found out."

Chu Linchen finally looked at him, "Who?"

"Han Meng."

Wei He said the name, and reported the clues he found together, "Before the accident, Han Meng had contact with Zhang Wen, and even sent a group of professional killers from the Han family to her. Unfortunately, Zhang Wen is already dead. , Han Meng will definitely not admit it, and this matter can only be dead without proof."

Having said that, Wei He stopped and looked at Chu Linchen's reaction.

He thought that after Master Chu knew that Zhang Wen was instructed by Han Meng, he would definitely reconsider the compensation terms offered by the Wang family.

However, the latter seemed unmoved, with no expression on his face.

On the contrary, Wei He couldn't help wondering.

He couldn't help reminding: "Young Master Chu, the Han family is staring at us now, and this time the Wang family is talking like a lion again. Is there another conspiracy in this? Or—"

Chu Lin gave him a serious look, and suddenly said: "Then you need to continue to investigate."

Wei He was taken aback, "...check?"

"The route to send Qin Shu's mother and son out of the city is extremely secret. How did Han Meng and Zhang Wen know about it? Find out about it."

Wei He suddenly realized, he couldn't help but shudder, and said solemnly: "Yes!"

Chu Linchen stopped looking at him, and ordered: "When you go to sign the agreement, take back the necklace, and tell them by the way that you must not mention the marriage contract in the future."

Wei He nodded, turned and left.

Chu Linchen leaned back, his shoulders resting on the pillow.

"Han Meng, the Wang family..." He moved his thin lips slightly and murmured.

His long, narrow and deep eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold look flashed across him quickly.

Hope it's not what he thought.

Knowing that Qin Shu was going to cook soup for Chu Linchen herself, the hospital specially prepared a small kitchen for her.

At this moment, two bodyguards stood at the door, watching Qin Shu add medicinal materials to the stew pot.

A strange fragrance wafted out, and the two stretched their necks involuntarily.

Qin Shu calculated that the time was almost up, took one out of the pot and scooped it out, it was steaming hot.

She turned her head and saw the curious expressions of the two bodyguards.

"Would you like to try it?" she asked with a smile.

The round-faced bodyguard swallowed and raised his hand.

The square-faced bodyguard beside him immediately patted him and gave him a warning look - this is for Young Master Chu, is it something they can drink casually?

The round-faced bodyguard withdrew his hand, straightened his back, and shook his head at Qin Shu.

Qin Shu looked at the two men with serious faces, a little funny.

Forget it, try it yourself.

She blew on the hot air, just about to try the taste.