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

Although Qin Shu was dissatisfied with his inexplicable attitude at the moment, he still said truthfully: "No."

"Really?" Chu Linchen looked suspicious, "I just heard from him that you lived and ate together abroad for a month?"

There was a hint of persecution in his tone, and Qin Shu subconsciously resisted.

Because of this, her voice became cold, "Do I need to tell you?"

The tone of the rhetorical question was not evasion, but more like an admission of the matter.

Chu Lin was thinking about it, and suddenly became a little annoyed.

Staring at Qin Shu's crimson lips, anger flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly bent over and gnawed it down.

That's right, chewing.

Domineering and arrogant, the scorching breath seemed to set her indifferent face on fire!

His sudden move was completely beyond Qin Shu's expectation.

As Chu Linchen expected, she shrank her pupils, showing surprise.

Chu Linchen felt a little proud.

With the infusion tube entangled, Qin Shu couldn't back away.

Thinking of this, Chu Linchen relaxed his movements a little, intending to savor her sweet taste carefully.

However, he ignored the ruthless look in Qin Shu's eyes.

In the next second, a sharp pain came from the back of his hand.

Qin Shu pushed him away in an instant, and retreated a meter away with a defensive face.

Chu Linchen raised his hand and saw that there were dots of blood on the back of his hand.

The woman actually tore off his infusion needle directly.

How cruel!

Chu Linchen's face darkened, and he looked at Qin Shu.

Qin Shu met his gaze without showing any weakness, his eyes were full of coldness, and warned: "If you continue to act foolishly, I will use the silver needle!"

After finishing speaking, she wiped her lips heavily, opened the bathroom door with disgust, and walked out.

It took Chu Linshen a while to come out of the bathroom with a depressed expression on his face.

He looked up at Qin Shu, and saw her sitting on the rocking chair on the balcony, looking out the window with her head turned, and she didn't know what expression she had.

He looked at the injury on the back of his hand and the disconnected infusion tube, and frowned.

Judging by Qin Shu's reaction just now, don't expect her to help him deal with it.

Chu Linchen had no choice but to walk to the door and ask the bodyguard to call the doctor.

Qin Shu's mood at the moment is a little complicated and a little irritable.

Glancing at the ward from the corner of the eye, the doctor was helping Chu Linchen re-inject, she looked away angrily.

After Liu Yufeng suddenly confessed that she was still in a calm mood, Chu Linchen actually kissed her?

These two men are crazy today, aren't they?

However, Chu Linchen's temperament has always been unpredictable, who knows if he deliberately behaved like a beast?

Qin Shu put Chu Linchen's question to the back of his mind for the time being, and began to think about Liu Yufeng.

It was unexpected that he liked her.

Liu Yufeng is upright and upright, she just wants to be friends with him.

Just like Zhang Yifei also said that he likes her back then, the two finally talked and became good friends instead.

Qin Shu thought, maybe, she should find a time to have a good talk with Liu Yufeng.

As for the thing he proposed, it certainly wouldn't work.

......

"Miss Wang, this is the compensation Chu Shao promised to give you. The procedures have been completed. If you confirm that there is no problem, please sign."

Wei He pushed the agreement to Wang Yilin.

Ever since it was discovered that Zhang Wen was instigated by Han Meng, Wei He was full of doubts about the entire Wang family, and his attitude was naturally quite cold.

His address to Wang Yilin changed from "Miss Yilin" to "Miss Wang".

Wang Yilin heard it, but she could only pretend not to care.

After getting these things from the Chu family, why should she care about the attitude of Wei He, a mere assistant, towards her.

After carefully reading the document, Wang Yilin signed her name with satisfaction.