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

The man smiled faintly, raised his hand and approached her.

Song Mai looked confused.

The warm fingertips fell between her lips, and Song Mai's brain exploded.

[Is he...going to kiss me? ]

Song Mai's face was red, and she had no choice but to look straight at him.

There was a hint of teasing in the man's eyes, and his fingertips passed across Song Mai's lips and finally landed on the corner of her mouth.

Song Mai's heart trembled, and his eyes trembled as well.

The man chuckled and showed her on his fingertips that there was a grain of rice lying there.

Song Mai's face turned completely red, and she finally understood what he meant by "use it".

[Oh my god! What on earth was I thinking just now! ]

Song Mai wanted to slap himself twice.

Chu Xing seemed to do it on purpose, and asked with a puzzled look:

"Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red?"

"Ahem... No, no."

Song Mai quickly turned her head to the side to avoid the man's sight.

Seeing how shy she was, Chu Xing stopped teasing her and asked, "What happened today?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Song Mai raised her eyebrows in surprise. She remembered that she didn't say anything.

"You rarely ask me if I have anything to do after get off work. I think you must have something to do. If you have something to do in the future, just tell me directly. Don't bother me. I am your husband, and I will definitely do my best for you."

Song Mai pursed her lips and said nothing.

After a while, he raised his head and said, "This is a matter between my parents and me. If you have nothing to do, I can ask you to help me, but if you have your own business, of course your business is more important."

She said it seriously, her eyes full of sincerity.

But the man's face turned cold, and he looked at Song Mai with a cold look in his eyes.

"You still want to separate yourself from me? I thought you knew how I felt. I think you should be able to feel it even if I didn't say it."

Hearing this, Song Mai was stunned for a moment and looked at the man in surprise.

[Is he...confessing his feelings to me? ]

Song Mai was not unaware of his feelings. She had heard what he said when she fainted last time, and she could feel how good he was to her.

It's just that he didn't know that she heard it, and he never confessed his feelings to her in person, let alone established a formal relationship. So even though she knew, she didn't know what the relationship between her and him was.

Are they lovers, husband and wife, or a contract couple?

She didn't want to think about these problems, nor could she face them, so even though the way they got along was clearly different from before in many cases, she still didn't know what it was and had to follow their previous way of getting along and make herself look as natural as possible.

Her eyes flickered, and there seemed to be an unknown emotion flowing in them.

"I……"

However, the man put down his chopsticks before he could finish his words.

"I'm done eating. Leave the bowl there when you're done and I'll wash it."

After saying that, the man went straight upstairs without giving Song Mai a chance to answer.

The door of the study was closed, and the man could no longer be seen.

Song Mai silently finished the last two mouthfuls of rice in the bowl and went to the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks.

He didn't let her wash the dishes, but she didn't really intend to not do it.

Chu Xing leaned back in the chair in the study, his gaze darker than the twilight outside the window. He thought they were different from before. At least he had feelings for her, and she did too.

Even though the window paper was not broken, both of them tacitly approved of this relationship.

He believes that adults can understand each other even if they don't say it directly.

But she seemed to think differently from him.

After washing the dishes, Song Mai stood at the door of the study, hesitated for a while, and prepared to talk to him face to face about this matter.

Since he had already said it clearly, there was nothing for her to hide.

Since you like each other, you might as well be honest and speak clearly to establish what the relationship should be in the future.

She just raised her hand to knock on the door when the phone in her pocket vibrated.

Song Mai took out her cell phone and saw that it was none other than her mother. She quickly walked back to the room and answered the phone. Soon, her mother's crying voice rang out on the line:

"Maizi, they are here again! They said they have already contacted a buyer. If we don't give them the money as soon as possible, Xiaohao will be sold to the mountains. What do you think we should do? Will calling the police really help? They don't know we have called the police yet. If they knew, would they attack Xiaohao..."

The sobbing sound of Song's mother came through the receiver, sounding somewhat mournful in the empty room.

Song Mai patiently comforted him, "Don't worry, you must calm Liu Weiqiang and the others, tell them we are trying our best to raise money, I will go to the police again to see if Liu Weiqiang can agree to let us meet Xiaohao first, at least to confirm Xiaohao's safety and know where he is being held."

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll go tell him right away."

After hanging up the phone, Song Mai pinched his brows tiredly, his worry in his heart not stopping.

No one knows where Liu Weiqiang lives, and no one knows where Xiao Hao is being held. Even if the police search through surveillance footage and other means, it will take time.

Now one day has passed and there are only two days left. It is definitely impossible to raise the money, and even if we raise it, it is impossible to give it to them. We can only rely on the police to see if they can find Xiao Hao and rescue him within these two days.

After thinking about it, Song Mai finally knocked on Chu Xing's door.

The man sat at his desk and looked up at her, his expression so indifferent that it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Is something wrong?"

"There's something I want to discuss with you."

Song Mai described the incident in detail and asked, "What do you think?"

The man closed the pen cap in his hand, pondered for a moment and said:

"It's right to call the police, but we can't just rely on the police. They will investigate, but they can only investigate in a limited way. After all, we can't let Liu Weiqiang know about it, otherwise the strength of the investigation will be affected. Time is limited, so we have to think of other ways to help."

Song Mai nodded. She had thought of this as well, and that was why she came to ask him if he had any good suggestions.

The man glanced at her.

"need help?"

Since he had already said that at the dinner table, it would be inappropriate for her not to ask him for help. Besides, she needed his help anyway. Chu Xing had the courage and decisiveness that she did not have, and the solutions he came up with were often very effective.

"need."

The ice in the man's eyes seemed to melt a little.

"Make an appointment with Liu Weiqiang tomorrow night and tell him that half of the money has been prepared. We want to see the hostage first to confirm the hostage's safety before we are willing to give the other half."

Hearing this, Song Mai nodded.

She couldn't come up with two million, but she could still scrape together one million.

"Then what?" Song Mai asked.

The man suddenly looked at her: "Do you believe me?"

"of course."