100 Ways to Pamper Your Wife: The Cold CEO Locks Her Waist and Forces Her to Marry

South City·Repulse Bay·Afternoon

"Fifth Master, Special Assistant Zheng has already taken a plane to Country F."

The bodyguard captain came over to report immediately after receiving the news, and also brought another message.

Seeing that his boss was concentrating on the dessert he was making and didn't give any response, he knew that he heard it but didn't want to reply a word.

After thinking for two seconds, he spoke again, "Master Wu, Counselor Zuo called and asked to give you a gift at 5 pm."

Zuo Beilin, a senior diplomat, counselor is a rank of diplomat, second only to ambassador and minister.

The other party was a friend of Wu Ye who had known him for many years. As a small bodyguard, he didn't dare to make any decisions on his own.

To be honest, he didn't want to follow in the footsteps of Special Assistant Zheng.

How could Qi Jinan care about the bodyguard's psychological activities, but when he heard that it was Zuo Beilin, he stopped what he was doing.

He threw the defective cake base into the trash can, turned on the tap, washed his hands, and said indifferently: "Tell him, he only has 20 minutes."

It was 5:30 in the afternoon and he needed to prepare dinner for his little first encounter, so he didn't have time to waste with the other person.

If Zuo Junlin, who came to see him as soon as he got his vacation, knew about this, he would definitely faint in the toilet from crying.

Although the captain of the bodyguards had strong limbs, he was not a brainless person. After agreeing to the request, he went out to make a phone call and tactfully informed the eldest son of the Zuo family who wanted to come and spend the Spring Festival with his brothers.

"Hello, Counselor Zuo, Master Wu has work arrangements this afternoon, so I have squeezed out twenty minutes to meet with you."

The implication is, don't be late, otherwise you won't be able to get through the door.

We are not stupid, so how could we not understand?

However, Zuo Beilin on the other end of the phone found it a bit strange, "Is your Fifth Master going to work overtime during the New Year?"

Didn't everyone have no jobs at this time of year in previous years?

What is going on now?

After all, the bodyguard captain does "physical work" and is not specifically responsible for consulting customer service, so his reaction ability is definitely not that fast.

I was really stuck when I was suddenly asked this question.

But he had been in contact with Zheng Zhi for a long time, and he was not completely clueless. He quickly reacted, "Counselor Zuo, this matter involves confidentiality. I apologize for not informing you."

Zuo Beilin sighed and said, "You have also learned Zheng Zhi's tricks. How boring! In that case, I will be there on time at 5pm."

After saying that, he hung up.

He stood in front of the French window of the presidential suite in the five-star hotel he had just checked into, thinking about something, and recalled the announcement issued by the official website of Saint-Ann Group twenty days ago:

[Congratulations to the president and his wife on their marriage. To celebrate the couple's marriage, we are now collecting one million blessing comments. The price is paid, ranging from 100 yuan to yuan per comment, depending on the quality of the comment. There is no limit on the number of comments.]

How could he miss the chance when a miser could be so generous? He angrily posted ten thousand blessings of more than a thousand words.

Due to the extremely high quality, one piece sold for ten thousand yuan, and the company successfully made a profit of one hundred million yuan.

What kind of fairy did Qi Jinan marry?

He actually spent 10 billion yuan on her just to collect one million blessings.

Because of this incident, it has been on the hot search for more than 20 days.

The whole network is curious about what kind of beauty could make President Saint Ann, who has never shown his face, spend so much money on her.

Ten billion is an unimaginable astronomical figure for ordinary people, and it is unknown how many generations it will take to earn this amount of money.

Even as a betrothal gift, it is too exaggerated.

Little did people know that the chaebol president, who was regarded by netizens as standing at the top of the pyramid, used 20 billion as a "bride price".

His little Chuyu had no parents and no "family", so he would use the money to do good deeds for her.

Ten billion was used to collect blessings, and another ten billion was donated to Hope Primary Schools in poor mountainous areas across the country in her name, just hoping that she would be safe and sound.

He, who had never believed in gods or Buddhas, began to hope that the illusory "merit" could play some role.

In this life, for the first thirty years, he had asked for nothing else. Now, he only hoped that she could be safe and sound and stay with him forever.

Zuo Beilin has never met Qi Jinan’s new wife, so he would never have thought of this.

But he had already guessed that the work the bodyguard was talking about was fake, and that accompanying his wife was real.

It's already past three in the afternoon, so let him go and see what the fairy who has bewitched the thousand-year-old iron tree looks like.

At this moment, President Saint Ann's wife, whose identity could not be uncovered even by the entire Internet, was being held on President Saint Ann's knees and fed her lunch.

Zhao Chuyu had just woken up and lay on Qi Jinan's chest with sleepy eyes. Her small hands played with the embossed buttons on his shirt collar, and she swallowed the food in her mouth and said sullenly:

"Why do I feel like I've forgotten so many things? I've been sleeping since last night? I haven't even gone out today?"

Her disordered memory made it difficult for her to tell what year it was.

Even though she looked listless, her naturally charming voice was still extremely pleasant and alluring.

Qi Jinan suppressed the lust that suddenly surged in his eyes, put down the porcelain spoon with dignity and elegance, and looked at the beauty in his arms tenderly, "Well, I just woke up. What did Xiao Chuyu forget?"

She has been sleeping since she came back from the sanatorium, and seems to have forgotten everything that happened in the sanatorium.

Having forgotten it, he didn't mention it.

Zhao Chuyu, who was resting her head on his neck, frowned slightly, and seemed to be in a dilemma. "Why do I feel a little uncomfortable here?"

The little hand that was playing with his buttons pressed on his chest where his heart was and continued, "It feels sour and sad."

"Did you have a nightmare? Huh?" Qi Jinan calmly changed the subject, preventing her from feeling too sad.

His deep eyes were filled with deep darkness and a hint of indelible tenderness, and his slightly hot thin lips gently caressed her smooth cheek.

She whispered softly, "Is this a nightmare?"

"Yes, it's a nightmare. Don't be afraid, Xiao Chuyu. I will always be with you."

"Okay, I'm not afraid." The girl, who was gently comforted, soon had no time to think about the messy emotions, and slowly indulged in the tenderness he gave her.

The kiss gradually became uncontrollable.

From the dining room to the master bedroom, his and her affectionate kissing figures were seen all the way.

However, Zhao Chuyu was pregnant after all, so Qi Jinan didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

To help her drive away the darkness, he carried her to the back garden and walked hand in hand in the warm sunshine.

As time goes by, the beautiful and warm sunshine will always shine into the dark and lightless depths of the heart.

With him around, his little Chuyu will live in the warm sunshine, not afraid of any wind, frost, rain or dew.

Warm times always pass by especially quickly.

When the hour hand reached five and the minute hand pointed to twelve, Zuo Beilin, who was always strict in arriving on time, had already arrived at the entrance of Repulse Bay.

Because he had to notify in advance, he was invited to the guest house and was not allowed to enter the main house without permission.

He also knew how serious his friend's mysophobia was, and he was only allowed to enter the guest house because of their many years of friendship.

Otherwise, he would definitely be turned away.

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