The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

Meng Zimo sat on the sofa and watched Chen Yuye going to the kitchen to pour water. She seemed to feel in her heart that he was becoming more and more important to her.

Thinking back to the time when she was so frightened and tense and felt so helpless, she was really scared to death.

If she was really defiled by that kind of scoundrel, she would probably never be able to hold her head up and would never be able to live in this world again.

"Don't be afraid, come and drink some water."

Chen Yuye handed a glass of water to Meng Zimo, and then sat down next to her.

Meng Zimo leaned on his shoulder.

"Thank you for showing up today. I've never been afraid of anything before. I was really scared just now."

Meng Zimo leaned on Chen Yuye's strong and powerful shoulders, smelling his scent. She felt addicted. She whispered to him about the fear she had just felt.

Chen Yuye narrowed his eyes softly and ruffled her hair with his hands, "Don't be afraid, I'll be there for you in the future."

Chen Yuye was not just saying this for fun, he really wanted to protect her from the bottom of his heart.

"um. Thank you."

Meng Zimo was immersed in this atmosphere, just like lovers in sweet love, relying on each other for companionship.

Although she had never felt it before, she knew that Chen Yuye's protection today was what others called boyfriend power.

"Would you like to go upstairs and take a nap? I have to go to the company for a meeting later and will be back soon."

Chen Yuye watched Meng Zimo's every move with concern.

"Well, go ahead and do your work! There's nothing wrong with my foot. It won't hurt if I don't put any effort into it."

"I'll carry you upstairs so you can take a bath and get some sleep."

Chen Yuye carried Meng Zimo upstairs.

Because of what happened on the mountain just now, Meng Zimo had some dirt on her body.

Chen Yuye took out his new white shirt, which his aunt had washed and hung up last night.

"You go ahead and do your work! I can do it on my own."

"Okay, I'll be back soon. I'll bring you whatever you want to eat in the evening."

"It's all right."

After watching Chen Yuye leave the room.

Meng Zimo limped towards the bathroom, took off her clothes with difficulty, took a hot shower, and put on her shirt naked again. However, this time the bathroom had slippers for her to wear, as well as a few pink towels and a mild feminine shower gel.

Maybe Chen Yuye didn't have time to buy her pajamas, which led to him giving her a shirt.

After drying the clothes, Meng Zimo dived into bed. Fear and exhaustion from the day made her fall into a deep sleep.

Principal's office.

The principal answered the phone with a pale face and apologized repeatedly in shame.

"Fire those people immediately. No matter where they come from, just tell them I said it if they ask you."

Chen Yuye angrily scolded the principal.

After hanging up the phone with the principal, Chen Yuye's secretary called again, "Okay, send me all the information."

Chen Yuye rubbed his brows, his deep eyes gloomed a little more, the phone was ringing all the time.

"Boss Chen, I found out that several records of those people getting into trouble in recent years were all left by the girls."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while before he spoke again.

"I heard that he is the young master of the Meng family. Yes, she has an older sister named Meng Ruyan."

"okay, I get it."

Chen Yuye hung up the phone and quickly dialed the number sent by his secretary. At this time, Meng Zhezhong and his wife were waiting anxiously at the door of the operating room. After all, they only had one son.

"Hello! Who is this?"

Meng Zhezhong looked at the unfamiliar number and answered the call in confusion.

"It's me, Chen Yuye."

The moment his thin lips opened was like the arrival of death.

Meng Zhezhong was so frightened that his voice trembled, "Boss Xiaochen, how could you..."

"Don't you know what your good son has done?"

"This... He is in the operating room now. Did he do something to offend President Chen?"

Meng Zhezhong couldn't understand why his son wouldn't touch Chen Yuye at school, and his son's behavior was at most flirting with girls.

"That was my call. I'll transfer the medical expenses to you later. Get your son out of that school. Otherwise...next time."

"No, no, it's all his own fault. I won't bother Mr. Xiaochen with his money... I'll help him withdraw from school right away."

Meng Zhezhong spoke nice words to Chen Yuye tremblingly. Every time Meng Hao did something, it was a big deal that was difficult to settle. This time it affected Chen Yuye again, so he couldn't escape the blame!

If it affects cooperative business in the future, the loss will be even greater.

"I hope you can do well."

Chen Yuye hung up the phone calmly, leaning back in his chair with a frown, seemingly still in shock.

Meng Zhezhong looked at the operating room with melancholy, then looked at his wife and pointed at her with contempt.

"You! Look at your good son, who has caused trouble for me time and time again. This time he caused such a big disaster. If he harms my future business, I will beat him to death."

After Meng Zhezhong finished speaking angrily, he sat on the chair, sighed, and pressed his temples quickly with both hands.

For so many years, his wife has been taking care of the two children at home, and his career has been destroyed and implicated by his son several times.

He almost lost his life this time. If the cleaning lady hadn’t seen him, he would have died in school and no one would have noticed.

"How dare you say that to me? Have you ever taken care of us all these years? You only care about business. When have you ever taken care of the three of us, mother and son?"

Menghao's mother had a lot of grievances and no one to talk to, so she sobbed and complained to Mengzhezhong.

"Don't say anything. From now on, you just keep an eye on this kid. If anything goes wrong again, you'll all get out of here."

Meng Zhezhong looked at the sobbing woman impatiently, having long lost the love they had in their early days.

Before he knew it, it was already past seven o'clock. Chen Yuye picked up his coat, told his secretary about tomorrow's affairs, and left in a hurry.

I ordered two steaks and pasta nearby and drove hurriedly towards home.

I arrived at the door, turned on the living room light, and looked at the remaining light coming through the crack of the door.

Chen Yuye changed into slippers, went upstairs quietly and opened the door. He tiptoed to take off his coat and put it on the sofa, opened the closet and took out his pajamas. When he walked past the bed and saw Meng Zimo who was still sleeping, his heart warmed.

I quickly walked into the bathroom, took a shower, changed into pajamas and got rid of all my fatigue.

Chen Yuye walked to the bedside and sat down, looking at Meng Zimo who was curled up in the quilt and sleeping.

He reached out and stroked Meng Zimo's exposed cheek. Her smooth skin was soft and elastic, and it was flawless without any makeup.

Feeling the touch, Meng Zimo slightly opened her eyes and looked at Chen Yuye who had just taken a bath in front of her. The faint fragrance and hot steam from the bath made people unable to help but get closer.

"You're back." Meng Zimo rubbed her eyes to try to relieve her sleepiness.

"Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Chen Yuye ruffled her hair, unable to hide his love.

Meng Zimo saw the approaching face. The delicate facial features and the slightly parted thin lips looked particularly seductive under the dim light.

Chen Yuye also met Meng Zimo's burning gaze, and when their eyes met, it seemed as if time had stood still.

Chen Yuye took the initiative to move closer and lower his head, touching Meng Zimo's fragrant and soft lips and sucking gently.

His left hand moved through her head and hair.

Chen Yuye's kisses gently moved between her lips and teeth, and sweetness blossomed in their hearts. Meng Zimo also responded slowly, and the body temperatures of the two people rose slightly with the friction of their lips.

Chen Yuye opened the quilt with his left hand and quickly covered Meng Zimo's body.

The passionate kiss swept through the sweetness in her mouth like a rainstorm. His hands slid along her hair to her back. The smooth shirt became wrinkled by Chen Yuye's friction back and forth.