After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

night.

Leng Xiaochen and Su Qianman came back from the party.

Leng Yaxin sent them a lot of flowers to bring back.

The servants were busy arranging the flowers.

"These flowers are so beautiful, I have never seen many of them!"

Aunt Zhang carefully arranged the flowers and couldn't help but admire them.

Xiaohong also smiled and kept looking at the flowers in her hands: "Yes, they are much more colorful than those flowers in our back garden."

"These are new varieties from abroad. They are still rare in China. I haven't seen many of them." Su Qianman sat on the sofa and looked at Zhang Ma and the others with a smile.

Looking at those gorgeous flowers, Su Qianman's brows were beaming with joy, her eyes filled with happiness.

These flowers will definitely look beautiful in the hall. The whole house will be filled with the fragrance of flowers, which will make you feel much better.

"Xiaochen, let's go put these flowers together, it will be faster this way."

Seeing that there were still so many flowers that had not been arranged, Su Qianman also wanted to go up and help, so she reached out and pulled Leng Xiaochen's arm.

Leng Xiaochen glanced at the servants who were fiddling with the flowers, about a dozen of them, and the light in his eyes dimmed instantly.

"Well, okay." But he still agreed and stood up holding Su Qianman's hand.

Seeing so many flowers in front of her, Su Qianman just reached out to take some.

Leng Xiaochen was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and saw that the branches were covered with thorns.

He quickly grabbed Su Qianman's hand and nervously scolded her, "Be careful, can't you see that it's full of thorns?"

After saying that, he turned to look at Aunt Zhang: "Aunt Zhang, bring two pairs of gloves over."

Su Qianman: "......"

It's just cutting flowers, why is he so nervous?

She would be careful with the thorns.

And no one was wearing gloves, so wouldn't that make her look a little delicate?

After bringing the gloves, Leng Xiaochen put them on her personally.

After putting on gloves, the two began to prune the branches.

Leng Xiaochen looked at the woman next to him who was carefully trimming and arranging the flowers, his eyes full of admiration.

No matter what this woman does, she seems to be extremely focused and serious.

But when his eyes fell on the scissors in his hand, his expression suddenly dimmed and he stared blankly at the flowers in his hand.

He had never pruned flower branches before and had no idea where to cut.

In the past, he only needed to admire the finished product, but he didn't expect that he would have to do the pruning himself now.

Su Qianman turned her head slightly and saw him standing there in a daze, not cutting a single flower.

Seeing the man like this, she couldn't help but chuckle softly.

She moved closer to him and said, "Come, I'll teach you." Then she held his hands and demonstrated seriously.

Leng Xiaochen lowered his eyes and looked at the serious woman. The corners of his mouth could not help but rise, his eyes full of doting.

He couldn't help but lower his handsome face and kissed her lips.

Su Qianman paused her movements, glared at him coquettishly, and said in a tender voice: "What are you doing? Be serious."

"Okay." A sly smile appeared on Leng Xiaochen's handsome face.

At this moment.

Special Assistant Liu walked in hurriedly, his steps a little flustered.

Seeing the loving scene between the president and the young lady, he subconsciously slowed down his pace.

He approached slowly and quietly, fearing to disturb them.

Leng Xiaochen and Su Qianman were trimming their hair so intently that they didn't notice his arrival at all.

Assistant Liu hesitated again and again, and had to say softly: "President."

Leng Xiaochen didn't even look at him, his eyes still on Su Qianman's hands as she taught him how to prune flowers, and he casually said, "What?"

Special Assistant Liu hurriedly said, "President, something's happened." There was a hint of urgency in his voice.

Su Qianman paused for a moment, raised her head and looked at Leng Xiaochen: "Why don't you go and get busy first?"

"Wait a moment, finish cutting this branch first."

Leng Xiaochen shook his head, unwilling to take his eyes off Su Qianman for a moment, and continued trimming with his hands.

Special Assistant Liu had no choice but to stand aside and stare at them blankly.

There was a hint of silence in his eyes, but he was angry but dared not speak.

This scene was so cruel for him, a single man.

It's totally a work-related injury.

Can the president pay compensation?

Finally, she finished cutting the branches. Seeing that Special Assistant Liu was still waiting, Su Qianman said quickly, "Okay, Xiaochen, go get busy."

"Okay, wife." Leng Xiaochen was willing to take off his gloves.

He held Su Qianman's shoulders with both hands, leaned over slightly, and kissed her forehead.

Then he turned to look at Aunt Zhang and said, "Aunt Zhang, keep an eye on the young lady and don't let her hurt her hands."

Aunt Zhang was concentrating on cutting flower branches. When she heard this, she raised her head and replied with a smile, "Okay, Master. I will take good care of the Madam."

Su Qianman: "......"

Do we have to look after her for such a small matter?

It's not necessary.

How can you hurt your hands by wearing gloves?

Leng Xiaochen walked up to Special Assistant Liu and glared at him with a slightly reproachful look.

Special Assistant Liu lowered his head slightly, not daring to look Leng Xiaochen in the eye, with a look of aggrieved expression.

He knows his president best.

At this moment, the president must be blaming him for disturbing their good time.

But he really had something urgent to do.

Otherwise, who would be willing to come and eat this damn dog food.

Isn't this just making things more difficult for yourself?

"Let's go."

Leng Xiaochen said this coldly, then strode upstairs.

Special Assistant Liu quickly followed.

After the two went upstairs, they entered the study.

Leng Xiaochen sat at the desk, frowning slightly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Special Assistant Liu hurried forward and reported seriously: "President, Huo Zhuozhen went to see Su Mingcheng this morning, and then went to the hospital to see the young lady."

"What?" Leng Xiaochen frowned instantly when he heard it.

That day in Qingfeng Hall, he noticed that Huo Zhuozhen looked at Manman with a strange look.

As soon as he came back, he started an investigation into Huo Zhuozhen.

Only then did I know that Huo Zhuozhen had once been in love with Manman's mother.

But how could Huo Zhuozhen go to the hospital to find Manman?

Manman shouldn't know these things.

"President, there is..."

Assistant Liu was halfway through his words when he noticed that the president's face was full of worry about the young lady, and his expression became a little hesitant.

He quickly changed the topic and said, "But according to our investigation of Huo Zhuozhen, we found that he didn't seem to have any ill will towards the young lady. It was more like a protection for her."

"Protect?" Leng Xiaochen's eyes suddenly became complicated, and his brows furrowed. "If he really wanted to protect her, he shouldn't have gone to find Manman. I've been looking for excuses to stop Manman from looking for Zhang Yuxin. Now, because of Huo Zhuozhen, Manman must want to find out the truth about her mother's death."

When mentioning the young lady's mother, Special Assistant Liu frowned slightly, and a hint of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

He said slowly: "Young Madam has been trapped in the shadow of her mother's death in childbirth for many years. She is very sad, so she is so eager to find out the truth of that year."

Leng Xiaochen's face was gloomy, he stood up and walked to the window.

Staring out the window, her eyes were filled with worry: "I'm afraid that once we start the investigation, she will encounter something even more cruel and terrifying."

Assistant Liu listened with a look of melancholy on his face.

When I came to my senses, I remembered one more thing.

He said hurriedly: "President, there is one more thing. After Su Mingcheng was beaten by Huo Zhuozhen today, he went to He Haibo's private villa."

"Did you find anything?"

Leng Xiaochen leaned his hands on the window, his face becoming increasingly heavy.

"Still nothing." Special Assistant Liu had a serious expression, frowned, and looked helpless: "Over the years, the people we sent to track and the hacker team have not obtained any useful information.

The team behind them is too professional, and all their equipment uses high-end foreign network technology. Our hackers simply cannot crack it, and it is difficult to steal their information. "

"I have been searching for so many years, but I still found nothing."

As he spoke, Leng Xiaochen clenched his fists, veins popping out on the back of his hands, and his hawk-like cold eyes were filled with determination: "I will find that person sooner or later."