Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

Su Zhixing guessed correctly, and the answer was no surprise.

"My assistant called." Qiao Yichen admitted it generously and answered calmly.

Like it was the most trivial thing, not worth mentioning.

Su Zhixing stared at Qiao Yichen's calm expression, and a distant smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

In front of her, Qiao Yichen did not hide his affinity towards other women.

Su Zhixing felt that she was almost getting used to it.

This habit is numb, and there is nothing more sad than a dead heart.

She was really afraid that if she got used to it, she would become a walking corpse and a compromising wife.

Therefore, the idea of ​​discussing with him whether the baby should stay or go was strangled in the cradle in an instant.

"Brother, what time do we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau..."

Before he could finish his words, Qiao Yichen's phone rang again.

Qiao Yichen answered the phone immediately.

The call was from assistant Wang Yue.

"Professor Qiao, I'm at the hotel. Do you want to send the clothes up now or later?"

He received a notice from Qiao Yichen last night, asking him to deliver new clothes to the hotel this morning.

But he was afraid that sending clothes to the room rashly would disturb Qiao Yichen and Su Zhixing's world of two, so he called to inquire in advance.

Qiao Yichen responded, "Is there an emergency surgery waiting for me? I can do it. I'll rush to the hospital right away."

On the other end of the phone, Wang Yue was sitting in the driver's seat, looking confused.

"Professor Qiao, I'm not... I just..." I came to deliver clothes.

The short "beep, beep, beep" sound from the phone indicated that Qiao Yichen had hung up the call.

Wang Yue had no choice but to park the car in front of the hotel and wait for Qiao Yichen to come out...

Su Zhixing heard Qiao Yichen making a phone call.

"Brother, why do you suddenly have to undergo surgery? Didn't you make an appointment in advance?"

His arm is injured, won’t that affect the surgery?

"Yes, the surgery is urgent."

After Qiao Yichen hung up the phone, he immediately grabbed his bloody coat and walked quickly out of the room.

He looked very hurried and in a hurry.

"Xingxing, I'm afraid the divorce procedures will have to be postponed."

Su Zhixing chased the man and asked, "But, we agreed to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the divorce procedures today."

"Xingxing, a divorce can be processed at any time, but the patient's surgery can't wait. Be good and wait for my notice. I guess you can't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau today."

Without waiting for Su Zhixing to say anything else, Qiao Yichen left quickly without looking back.

When he walked out of the hotel, Wang Yue had already parked his car outside the hotel waiting for him.

Wang Yue handed Qiao Yichen a new suit jacket and shirt.

"Professor Qiao, you took a rare leave, but now you have to go back to work?"

"Drive now, don't leave me idle."

Whenever he was free, he had to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

He really didn't understand women.

He clearly felt that they were happy last night, but their expressions changed when he woke up in the morning.

Qiao Yichen pulled his collar, his face gloomy, "Is there a seminar tomorrow that they want me to attend?"

"Yes, it's a seminar hosted by the Southern Medical Alliance. They wanted Professor Qiao to give a speech, but I've already replied to the email and turned them down."

Every year, many similar seminars send out invitations, spending huge sums of money to invite Qiao Yichen to give speeches.

Although the organizer can usually offer at least a million in speaking fees for a speech, Qiao Yichen is too busy to handle the arrangements and usually turns them down.

"Professor Qiao, the direction of this research doesn't quite match ours, and it's going to Hangzhou in the south, which you never go to, Professor Qiao."

Qiao Yichen hesitated for a moment, "Send the email again and say I can go. Book a flight for the afternoon, and I'll go today."

Wang Yue was stunned. "Professor Qiao, the seminar will start tomorrow afternoon, and the day after tomorrow. If you book a flight this afternoon, it's like going there more than a day in advance. It's too early."

The key is that Qiao Yichen has always been very busy and values ​​time, and never wastes time waiting.

Unbelievable! Did the sun rise from the west this time?

"That's the arrangement. If Su Zhixing asks, just say I went on a sudden business trip and I don't know when I'll be back."

After making the arrangements, Qiao Yichen let out a long breath.

Last night he confidently said that he would fulfill her wish and agreed to a divorce.

But now, he felt it necessary to slow down.

Maybe Su Zhixing will soon realize that she was impulsive and regret it.

Wang Yue was dumbfounded. It turned out that Qiao Yichen was avoiding his wife?

Just when Wang Yue was about to start the car, Su Zhixing came out holding a pillow.

Wang Yue's eyes were sharp. "Professor Qiao, your wife is actually hugging you. She seems to be obsessed with Professor Qiao. Why is Professor Qiao so afraid of her?"

Because the pillow is very big, almost as tall as a little girl.

Su Zhixing had to hold the pillow with both hands and tilt her head to see the road conditions ahead.

With Qiao Yichen on the pillow, the sunlight is really charming.

His smile is both restrained and brilliant, and carries a strong scholarly flavor.

His angelic looks are enough to surpass the most popular stars in the entertainment industry, and his innate aristocratic temperament is not something other men can possess.

As soon as Su Zhixing stepped out of the hotel door, passers-by kept looking at her and the pillow.

The return rate is 100%.

A few little girls came up to her and asked, "Sister, can you sell me this pillow? I want it no matter how much it costs."

Su Zhixing shook her head, "Sorry, I won't sell it to you no matter how much money you pay."

"She printed my picture on a pillow? She won't sell it for any money?"

The haze lingering in Qiao Yichen's heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

"It's a good idea. Why didn't I think of it before?" The corners of his cold lips rose high.

"Since she is so thoughtful... Xiao Wang, find someone right away to print Xingxing's photo on my..."

Before he finished speaking, the smile on Qiao Yichen's lips froze.

The atmosphere solidified instantly.

Wang Yue widened his eyes in horror.

"Ah, this... What's going on, Master's wife? Professor Qiao, did you have a fight with your wife?"

Qiao Yichen's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a dark atmosphere of impending storm was brewing rapidly in the car.

"What is she doing?"