Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

The night is getting darker.

Thinking about tomorrow's affairs, Qin Shu soon fell asleep.

the other side.

Xin family.

In the room, Xin Bao'e was sitting on the sofa chair by the floor-to-ceiling windows, completely sleepy, and her eyes fell on the mobile phone screen worriedly.

On the phone, there was a message from Liu Yufeng: [Why didn't you tell Qin Shu about Grandma Chu? 】

The questioning tone showed his dissatisfaction.

Not to mention how Qin Shu would think of her after knowing the news.

No wonder Qin Shu specially came to Xin's house to look for her today, and then went to Pan Zhongyu's.

Xin Bao'e didn't know how to reply to Liu Yufeng. She tapped on the screen and edited each reason, but she deleted them all.

Brother Yufeng is such a smart person, how could these excuses fool him?

After thinking about it, she had no choice but to put the phone aside and choose to avoid this question for the time being.

Compared with Liu Yufeng's dissatisfaction with her, what makes her feel more uneasy now is Qin Shu's series of actions today——

When Qin Shu left Pan Zhongyu's villa, he suddenly called her, which startled her and hung up the phone quickly.Looking back now, it is also very suspicious.

Is Qin Shu suspicious of something?

Is it...

Is that the silver needle?

As soon as this idea popped up, Xin Baoe's already restless face became even more tense.

Concealing the fact that Pan Zhongyu designed Mrs. Chu's car accident, she can still find an excuse for herself.

But if people know that she personally touched Mrs. Chu...it will be completely different.

Thinking of this, Xin Baoe was suddenly shocked.

She quickly got up and walked aside, and took the two wooden boxes from the cabinet.

Two identical wooden boxes were opened, and there was also a set of silver needles of identical specifications and sizes inside.

It's just that one of the sets is missing one.

Xin Baoe stared at the two sets of silver needles in front of her eyes, compared them for a while, and then let out a sigh of relief.

"It's impossible for Qin Shu to find out." She murmured, then closed the wooden box and put it back.

……

Winter in Kyoto always snows.

Early in the morning, Qin Shu got up and looked out the window.

A piece of silver roof, roadside, cleaners are sweeping away the snow.

After washing, she changed into a warm black sweater and a light brown down jacket.

While changing clothes, she took a look at the wound on her lower abdomen, and it was almost healed, and the stitches could be removed.

It just so happened that today she was going out to meet someone.

Before leaving, Qin Shu went to the ward next door to Mrs. Chu's ward to check on her condition.

Still no improvement.

"It's not bad now, at least the situation has stabilized and has not continued to deteriorate."

Chu Zhou said helplessly, then opened the breakfast bought by his assistant, and invited: "You want to go out? Come, eat breakfast first."

Qin Shu did not refuse, and sat at the small round table in the ward with Chu Zhou, having breakfast together.

Knowing Qin Shu's plan today, Chu Zhou asked a little worriedly: "You go to him, will he help you?"

"He will." Qin Shu bent the corner of his lower lip very firmly.

Seeing this, Chu Zhou didn't say anything more.

Qin Shu finished the last mouthful of porridge in the lunch box, put down the spoon, got up and said, "Second Uncle, Chu Linchen sent someone to pick up grandma today, I may not be able to come back in time, the hospital will trouble you .”

"En." Chu Zhou nodded slightly in response.

Qin Shu couldn't help but turned to look at Mrs. Chu in the hospital bed before leaving.

Juxianju.

A well-known long-established restaurant in Kyoto.

Opening hours are from nine in the morning to ten in the evening.

Qin Shu came half an hour earlier, the restaurant door was closed, and through the glass window, he could see the staff and the kitchen inside were busy preparing for today's opening.

She was not in a hurry, she found a quiet place at the door, and waited patiently.

Nine o'clock sharp.

The door of the hotel opened slowly, and employees in uniform came out from inside, automatically divided into two rows, and stood on both sides of the door for half an hour of welcome service every day.

It was neither early nor late at this time, and it stands to reason that there were not many people eating.But this restaurant is very famous, and it has just opened for business, and there are customers coming one after another.

Qin Shu's eyes only swept away from the customers who entered the store, and continued to wait for his target.

After waiting for about ten minutes, an old-fashioned black car slowly stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

The driver got out of the car first and opened the door respectfully.

A gray-haired figure with a straight back got out of the car.

Qin Shu's eyes lit up immediately: Someone is coming!

She didn't go up to meet him immediately, but watched the other party send the driver back, and then strode into the restaurant alone.

She waited for a while before following in.

In the window seat on the second floor.

The staff asked the old man who had just taken his seat with a smile on his face: "Mr. Shen, do you still order the same set meal today?"

"Ah."

After the employees went down, Shen Mu took out a book from the bag he brought with him in his free time while waiting for the meal, and opened it slowly.

It's just that before I took a second look, there was an extra shadow on the page.

His gray eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he looked up.

Then I saw Qin Shu looking at him leisurely, with a faint smile on his face, and greeted himself: "Old Shen, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."

The expression on Shen Mu's face suddenly changed, he took a quick look around, then even covered his face with the book, turned his head away, as if he didn't see Qin Shu.

Qin Shu was startled, this old man...

But she was relieved immediately, and naturally sat down opposite him.

Hearing the movement, Shen Mu moved the book away from his face, revealing one eye, and still covered the other half of his face, as if he was afraid of being seen sitting with Qin Shu.

"Xiao Nizi, I invite you to sit down? Hurry up and walk around." He said with a look of disgust.

Not only did Qin Shu not leave, but he put down the bag in his hand and said, "You stitched up my wound last time. This time, I'm here to ask you to help remove the stitches."

Shen Mu's face froze, obviously because of Qin Shu's words, he naturally thought of the incident where she helped him block the knife.

He coughed uncomfortably, but there was undisguised suspicion in his eyes, "Can't you make it yourself?"

"Yes." Qin Shu knew that the old man Shen Mu was smart and had a vicious gaze, so he didn't want to make too many detours with him.

She said frankly: "I just happen to have something to ask, so I just came to you."

Hearing this, Shen Mu's expression softened a lot.

He put down the book covering his face, picked up the water glass expressionlessly, and refused without looking at Qin Shu: "Our relationship has been settled. I don't know you well. I need to ask someone else for advice." .”

After speaking, he leisurely took a sip of water.

Qin Shu's hesitant voice sounded: "But Mrs. Chu is still lying on the hospital bed intact..."

"cough!"

Before Qin Shu could finish speaking, Shen Mu coughed fiercely, as if choking on water.

He quickly put down the water glass in his hand, glared at Qin Shu, coughed several times before recovering.

He pointed at Qin Shu, and said in a low voice, "You little girl, you have a thick skin! You block a knife for me once, and you still want to rely on me?"

Qin Shu smiled and nodded, "You are always right."