After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

Song Mai felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his heart exploded.

"you……"

She grabbed the corner of her clothes helplessly, wanting to say something to ease the embarrassment, but she couldn't utter a word.

"You heard what I said to you, right?"

Hearing this, Song Mai raised his head and looked at him with some confusion. The man's eyes were full of affection.

She thought for a while before reacting, then nodded embarrassedly, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

"Ah."

She didn't know what he meant by suddenly bringing this up, and the next second she heard Chu Xing say seriously:

"I'm not lying to you. I really mean it."

Song Mai's face turned red again, and she was extremely embarrassed.

A cool breeze blew in from the window, but it did not take away the heat in her heart.

Instead, it was as if a hand was stirring at her heart, disturbing her feelings.

The temperature in the room continued to rise, and the man lifted her chin with his fingers and wanted to place another kiss on her.

"Jingle Bell--"

The cell phone suddenly rang at an inopportune time.

Chu Xing frowned unhappily, but continued to move closer to Song Mai.

Song Mai didn't know whether she was nervous or shy, but she felt like it was difficult to breathe.

She put her hands on the man's chest: "Phone."

Chu Xing hung up the phone casually.

"Do not care."

Just when his lips were just a hair's breadth away from Song Mai's, the caller called again.

The ringing broke the silence and also broke the ambiguous and charming atmosphere between the two people.

The man scratched his hair irritably and stood up to pick up the phone he had thrown on the table.

"Which one?"

The continuous interruptions made him very unhappy, and his tone also became bad.

A polite voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Chu?"

"I'm."

"This is the Zicheng Public Security Bureau. I wonder how your wife's injuries are recovering? Our bureau would like to arrange for someone to go to the hospital this afternoon to take a statement from your wife. Is that convenient?"

Chu Xing glanced at Song Mai. He was not far away from Song Mai. Although the speakerphone was not on, the volume of the mobile phone microphone was not small. In the quiet room, Song Mai could still hear the voice on the phone.

Song Mai nodded repeatedly: "It's convenient, let him come, if he doesn't do it, we will leave."

Chu Xing said a few more words into the phone and then hung up.

Song Mai turned over and didn't look at him. She needed to digest her emotions. Everything that happened just now happened too suddenly. She felt happy but also very unreal.

It seems like I had a dream and now I am in a state of waking up but not waking up yet.

Although Chu Xing wanted to get closer to her, he knew that he couldn't get too close too quickly, as this would only scare her.

But on second thought, they still had a lot of time together, so there was no need to rush.

He silently peeled two more oranges and placed them on the plate beside the bed. Then he walked to the table, picked up his computer and started to deal with the unfinished work.

Song Mai pricked up her ears to listen to his every move. Seeing that the man went to work, she felt relieved. Her heart, which had been beating so fast, finally calmed down.

She didn't know what this feeling was, it was so wonderful that she couldn't find any words to describe it.

After getting the consent from Chu Xing and me, Song Mai, two criminal police officers from the Zicheng Public Security Bureau knocked on the door of Song Mai's ward at two o'clock in the afternoon.

The case had actually been investigated and the criminals had been arrested and imprisoned, but it had not been closed because Song Mai's statement had not yet been taken.

Song Mai described in detail what happened that day, and as the two detectives made the final stroke, the record was finally over.

The beautiful young policewoman took the initiative to extend her hand:

"Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Song."

The policewoman had some respect for this brave girl.

After all, she has not seen many people who can remain calm and fearless in times like this.

This man with great skills is worthy of admiration, but she thinks that the girl who doesn't know kung fu but can be so courageous is even more admirable.

Song Mai also has a good impression of this female police officer.

"I should be the one thanking you. Could you please tell me that I thank the Purple City Public Security Bureau for their arrangement?"

The male police officer following the female police officer was stunned and asked subconsciously: "What arrangements?"

Chu Xing's face darkened and he was shocked. He thought that his arrangements were not appropriate enough and he had forgotten what he had said before.

He looked at the policewoman, hoping that she could understand what he meant.

Song Mai was also stunned. She wanted to thank him sincerely, but she didn't expect that the other party would look so clueless.

Could it be that the policeman didn't know?

She didn't think much about it and explained, "A lot has been arranged, such as this ward and my medical expenses. I definitely can't afford it without you, and on top of that there is the reward money."

The policewoman met Chu Xing's eyes and instantly understood something.

The male police officer said in confusion: "No..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the female police officer: "You're welcome. This is what we should do. In the end, we should thank you two. If it weren't for you and Mr. Chu risking your lives, we don't know when we can catch those people. On behalf of the Municipal Bureau and the people of Zicheng, I thank you two."

Chu Xing heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Song Mai smiled sheepishly and said, "Anyway, I still hope you can convey my gratitude to me."

"Okay, definitely."

The policewoman did not refuse anymore. She chatted with Song Mai for a few more words and then left.

But as soon as he walked out of the door, the male policeman said in confusion:

"Sister Chun, when did we arrange a hospital room and medical expenses for her? There is a reward, but the Municipal Bureau has never arranged a hospital room or paid medical expenses for people involved in the case. Even if they would give condolences, it would only be humanitarian care. They would not arrange such a good hospital room and pay medical expenses."

That ward was clearly a VIP ward. According to his understanding, one could not stay in the VIP ward of Zicheng Hospital without spending nearly five figures a day.

He was shocked when he entered. He had never seen a ward with such good conditions.

So he immediately felt that this couple must not be simple people, they must be either rich or noble.

But he didn't expect Song Mai to suddenly say those words, which made him stunned.

The woman whom he called Sister Chun had joined the police force a few years earlier than him. When she heard what he said, she chuckled:

"Can't you see that the man is not an ordinary person?"

The male police officer nodded: "I can see that, but what does this have to do with the ward and medical expenses?"

The policewoman shook her head: "That man is definitely not just someone with some assets. His temperament and clothing must indicate that he is from a family that is in politics, or a wealthy family."