Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

The expression on Han Moyang's face froze for a moment. He took a deep look at Qin Shu and said, "Practicing Tai Chi is boring, Mrs. Chu. Actually, I'm curious about the rumors outside and want to ask you for confirmation."

"Oh, it seems that Mr. Han really cares about my husband. Last time, he asked me to verify his ability, and this time he asked me to verify whether he is well."

Qin Shu pretended to think while holding his chin and said, then raised his head and asked half-jokingly: "Could it be that Mr. Han has taken a fancy to my man?"

"!"

Although Han Moyang already understood Qin Shu's words, he still didn't expect her to speak so surprisingly.

For a moment, he really didn't know how to answer this question.

I had no choice but to smile embarrassingly, and denied it flatly, "How is this possible!"

Then he turned the topic back to treatment, "Actually, I hope that Mrs. Chu can follow our agreement and treat me on time."

"Mr. Han said earlier, I intend to continue treating you today, and I have brought out all the tools."

Qin Shu smiled and raised the silver needle in his hand.

Han Moyang was dumb again.

Qin Shu said: "Mr. Han, please go to the treatment room and wait a while. I'll go there after I feed grandma the soup."

Han Moyang nodded, turned around and left.

Watching him leave, Qin Shu put away the smile on his face, and his face sank.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw grandma frowning and looking at her worriedly.

"Xiao Shu, this Mr. Han"

Qin Shu shook his head and said in relief: "Grandma, no matter what he asks you, just say you don't know."

"Okay, grandma doesn't understand these things, so I'll listen to you. I'll just keep my mouth shut and don't cause you any trouble."

Qin Guxiang has been bedridden for five years, but her mind has always been clear. Qin Shu and Chu Linshen have never told her about the fake marriage, but she has also noticed a clue.

As for that Han Moyang, he was not a good person at first glance, so she ignored him just now.

"Grandma, you should have a good rest. I'll be waiting to pick you up and leave the hospital."

Qin Shu comforted Qin Guxiang's hand.

After feeding the chicken soup and packing up her things, she walked unhurriedly towards the treatment room.

It was already noon when the treatment ended.

Han Moyang said: "Mrs. Chu, your acupuncture is really powerful. I can clearly feel that my body is slowly recovering. To express my gratitude, I would like to treat you to a light meal. I don't know if Mrs. Chu is good."

"Sorry, I have an appointment."

Qin Shu shook the phone, refused with a smile, then walked towards the elevator while making a call:

"Xiaoli, I've already discussed with Zhang Yifei about your entry into Mofeng, we'll see you later."

Han Moyang's face slowly darkened, watching Qin Shu walk into the elevator, the elevator door slowly cut off his sight.

Qin Shu hung up Wen Li's phone and went to the agreed restaurant.

Zhang Yifei arrived early and sat in a chair waiting, even Wen Li arrived before Qin Shu.

So when she walked into the restaurant, she saw Zhang Yifei and Wen Li chatting at the reserved seats.

From a distance, the two look like a young couple.

Qin Shu was amused by his own thoughts, held back slightly, and walked over calmly.

Hearing footsteps, Zhang Yifei and Wen Li raised their heads to look at her at the same time.

Wen Li took the initiative to move a seat inside, "Sister Xiao Shu, sit down."

After Qin Shu took his seat, he found that both Zhang Yifei and Wen Li were looking at him in a strange way.

"Say what you have to say, what's the matter?" She looked at the two of them inexplicably.

Zhang Yifei coughed and asked, "Is it true what happened to Young Master Chu?"

Qin Shu's lips tightened slightly.

Wen Li said cautiously: "Sister Xiao Shu, Master Zhang cares about you, we are all afraid that you will be affected"

"I understand." Qin Shu smiled, gave Wen Li a look, then turned to Zhang Yifei, and joked, "Where did you hear the rumor? If something happened to him, I still have time to ask you out." Do you want to eat?"

Zhang Yifei couldn't help laughing, "It's fine."

"En." Qin Shu nodded, and then took another look at Zhang Yifei. There was nothing unusual on his face.

She also didn't want to suspect him, so she put aside those thoughts and said, "Zhang Yifei, I'll trouble you to take Wen Li to your company later, and I won't go."

"You don't want to see it?"

Qin Shu spread his hands, "I'm a layman, and I'm not very interested in companies and fashion design."

Zhang Yifei's expression changed, and he grinned, "That's true, you are only interested in medicine, and we really have a similar taste in this regard!"

Wen Li glanced at him, hesitated to speak, and finally took a sip of milk tea silently while holding the cup.

After eating, Zhang Yifei took Wen Li away.

Qin Shu also took his bag and prepared to go back.

When I walked through the restaurant lobby, I felt a gaze fall on myself.

She turned her head and saw a woman sitting by the window, wearing an elegant and graceful black dress, with long fiery red hair hanging behind her, covering her face.

The other party enjoyed the coffee leisurely and did not look at her.

Is it an illusion?

Qin Shu looked away suspiciously and walked out of the restaurant.

The red-haired woman put down the coffee cup unhurriedly, her flaming red lips curled into an arc of unknown meaning.

Coming out of the restaurant and on the way back to the villa, Qin Shu received another call from Chang Lao.

"I've already called you the prize money of the Qingxiu Medical Competition, you can see if it's in the account later."

"Okay, thank you Chang Lao."

Qin Shu took down the phone, opened the text message notification, and saw the amount on the account reminder, and couldn't help being stunned.

"Old Chang, how come there are 20 yuan? There are seven people in our team, plus the cost of the previous experiment, even if the bonus of 100 million yuan is divided, it should be."

Chang Lao's faint laughter came from the other end of the phone, "The more you work, the more you get. We all see your performance. This is the result of my discussion with them. You can take it at ease."

Qin Shu pursed her lips, "Thank you everyone."

Mr. Chang gave a hum, and asked again: "I wanted to invite you to do a project with me, but I guess you can't get away from it recently, are you okay? If you need help, just ask the teacher. "

Hearing the concern in Chang's old saying, Qin Shu was startled for a while, then shook his head and laughed: "Teacher, thank you for your kindness, but everything is fine here, and the rumors on the Internet are all made up by people with good intentions."

"Eh, is that so? That's good." Chang Lao heaved a sigh of relief.

After Qin Shu finished the call, he fell into deep thought.

In just one day, all the people she had come into contact with were asking about Chu Linchen's news, some inquiring, some sincerely caring, who on earth wanted Chu Linchen to have an accident so much.

Mofeng Clothing Co., Ltd.

Zhang Yifei brought Wen Li to the personnel manager.

"Sister Mei, this is Wen Li, help her with the entry procedures."

"Okay, sir."

Sister Mei took a look at Wen Li, smiled politely, "Miss Wen, come here to fill in the information."

"Okay." Wen Li nodded meekly.

After completing the formalities, Wen Li said to Zhang Yifei: "I didn't expect that I would be able to work here so soon, thank you, Young Master Zhang."

Zhang Yifei looked at the well-behaved girl in front of him, scratched the back of his head, and said, "Don't call me Young Master Zhang, you are Qin Shu's friend, just call me by my name! Just call me Yifei!"

Wen Li was stunned for a moment, her ears turned red, and she couldn't utter those two words no matter how hard she kept them in her mouth.