After a flash marriage, he was doted on by a yandere CEO

in the hall.

Cheng Sihan was concentrating on the laptop screen on his lap. The well-tailored haute couture suit on his body made his already straight shoulders and back lines strong and neat. His handsome face was even more prominent under the white light of the computer. A bit of a monster.

Cheng Sihan's special assistant Zhou Yi stood aside, waiting for his boss to review and approve documents. A burst of noise attracted his attention. He followed the sound, his eyes stiffened, and his eyes were full of surprise, "Han...Mr. Han, the young lady is out. "

Cheng Sihan frowned. Zhou Yi had never been so calm since he had been with him. He raised his eyes to look at the stairs, and the tip of his hand that touched the keyboard trembled unconsciously.

Ling Shuang playfully spun around in circles, "Does it look good?" She looked at Cheng Sihan with crescent-shaped eyes.

To seduce, of course, you have to do it now.

Cheng Sihan had a stupefied face, and Ling Shuang caught the fleeting starlight in his icy eyes, and his smile became even crooked.

"Mr. Han, are you satisfied?" the stylist smiled and asked for credit.

Cheng Sihan's eyes fell on Ling Shuang's smooth shoulders, he frowned slightly, and then returned his eyes to the computer screen.

The stylist, who always knows how to watch people's emotions, immediately understood and conjured up a silk scarf from nowhere, draped it on Ling Shuang's bare shoulders and pinned it to the armpits on both sides, making it even more pretty.

"Okay! It looks more beautiful this way." The stylist was quite satisfied.

Cheng Sihan didn't raise his eyes again, slammed the notebook cover, stood up and threw it to Zhou Yi, who was still in shock, turned around and walked out, "Let's go!"

"Oh...oh..." Zhou Yi came to his senses and followed in panic.

Ling Shuang trotted to follow, running towards Cheng Sihan standing next to the black Cullinan with luxurious lines.

Ling Shuang was a little confused. Shouldn't the car that the rich drive out be a luxury car with a spacious back seat such as a Rolls-Royce or a Maybach?

Yesterday, Cheng Sihan drove this SUV to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Will he also drive to the cocktail party today?

Zhou Yi opened the passenger door and made a gesture of invitation to Ling Shuang.

What kind of operation is this? Cheng Sihan doesn't want to sit with him in the back row?

The question marks above my head are getting bigger and bigger.

Ling Shuang shrugged and walked to the passenger seat, but as she was only 165cm tall and wearing a dress, it was a little difficult for her to climb into a car that was taller than her.

Zhou Yi, who was holding the car door, couldn't help but reach out to help her, but two clear coughs came from the direction of the driver's seat, and he retracted his hand knowingly.

Ling Shuang finally sat on it, and the moment she sat firmly, she was shocked.

Cheng Sihan sat in the driver's seat next to him.

Shouldn't the overbearing CEO sit in the back seat, turn on the computer, review and approve documents, and look like he has everything on his plate? Why do you have the leisure to drive by yourself?

No wonder Zhou Yi asked her to sit in the passenger seat. If she sat in the back seat, wouldn't it mean that the domineering Mr. Han would be the driver?

Thinking of this, Ling Shuang couldn't help but want to laugh.

"fasten your seatbelt!"

The cold words made Ling Shuang, who wanted to laugh, not dare to laugh.

"Oh!"

Ling Shuang propped her elbows on the car window and her temples with the heels of her palms. She looked at Cheng Sihan's sculpted profile in a daze, and her mind replayed the figure of the man who saved her against the light seven years ago.

Along the way, Cheng Sihan drove the car intently without squinting.

Sure enough, the focused man was super handsome, and Ling Shuang's love brain was running at full speed at the moment.

So handsome!

If he really is a male god, that would be great.

"Wipe your drool."

"Ah?" Ling Shuang wiped the corners of her mouth in panic. She was deceived and said awkwardly, "You lied, good or bad."

After Cheng Sihan said those words, he was stunned for a while. He didn't know why, but he didn't object to Ling Shuang looking at him like a nymphomaniac. She looked like she was panicking and trying to find a hole. A newly adopted kitten.

Yesterday, I caught a glimpse of Ling Shuang practicing her smile in the mirror in the company's interview waiting area, and accidentally decided to marry this woman home.

On the one hand, he was dealing with the rumors that had affected the share price of Chengfeng Group, and on the other hand, he was severing the thought of marrying his grandma. Those so-called wealthy daughters were either arrogant or pretentious, which disgusted him to the extreme.

In the morning, Ling Shuang resisted Mrs. Cheng's strength so fiercely. Cheng Sihan knew that he had chosen the right person. Looking at it now, Ling Shuang was not someone who followed Yan's influence.

"Mr. Han..." The atmosphere in the car changed subtly after Cheng Sihan's teasing. Ling Shuang plucked up the courage to confirm her doubts, "Did you go to V University?"

Ling Shuang kept tightening her hand holding the school badge of V University, praying in her heart for a yes answer.

What came before the answer was Cheng Sihan's sudden acceleration, followed by a harsh sound of brakes and a loud collision between the two cars.

There was an accident, not with Cullinan, but with the vehicle behind.

Cheng Sihan stopped the car smoothly and looked in the rear mirror.

There was a Maybach lying about two meters behind the car. Ling Shuang recognized that it was the car that had been following behind, driven by Zhou Yi.

Then there was a piercing roar, and the Audi car that collided with the Maybach honked and arrogantly drove away from Cullinan at high speed.

"Mr. Han, Madam, are you okay?" Zhou Yibach got out of the driver's seat and came over to ask, looking slightly panicked.

The accident did not happen to him, but the big noise outside the car was enough to make Ling Shuang frightened. After a few seconds, he received Cheng Sihan's questioning look and shook his head to indicate that it was okay.

"It's okay." Cheng Sihan's voice was so cold that it made people tremble, "Check that car, and you can handle the rest!"

"Yes!" Zhou Yi took the order and returned to the Maybach, continuing to drive behind Cullinan.

This was definitely not an accident, it was for Cheng Sihan.

Ling Shuang guessed, looking at Cheng Sihan's increasingly gloomy side face, she felt a little scared.

It seems that the life of a wealthy family is not as comfortable as others seem.

The air in the car was as cold as the Arctic, and the air seemed to be mixed with ice particles. Ling Shuang didn't dare to ask any more questions, and sat quietly, sorting out her emotions.