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

"fine."

Chu Xing stepped aside and let him enter first.

Jiang Jibai was about to walk in, but was stopped by Chu Xing.

The man took out a pair of disposable hotel slippers from the drawer and threw them to him.

"Change your shoes."

"What?"

Jiang Jibai took it with a confused look on his face, looked at the slippers in his hand, and then looked at the cheap suit on Chu Xing.

If the person in front of him wasn't as arrogant as the Chu Xing he knew, he would almost think he had recognized the wrong person.

"hurry up."

The man urged impatiently.

Although he lived in this house, Song Mai had always been the only one doing the cooking and cleaning.

He didn't want Jiang Jibai to destroy the fruits of her labor. He had accidentally seen some disposable slippers brought back from the hotel in the drawer, so he took them out and threw them to Jiang Jibai.

Jiang Jibai speechlessly took off the two shoes on his feet and barely stuffed them into a pair of slippers that looked like they were brought back from a cheap hotel.

Chu Xing took him to the bedroom, and Jiang Jibai was shocked as they walked.

"Where are you? I have never seen a place like this since I was a child. Can people live here?"

The man glared at him irritably: "Shut up."

Song Mai was sleeping in a half-awake state. She seemed to hear someone talking in her daze, but she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Jiang Jibai gave her a quick checkup.

"38.9 degrees. It won't be a problem if you get timely treatment."

He took out an injection from the medicine box and injected the woman.

The moment the needle pierced the flesh, Song Mai on the bed whimpered and frowned even more tightly, causing the man next to her to remind her unhappily.

"Be gentle!"

Jiang Jibai was so angry that he wanted to laugh:

"Brother, this is an acupuncture needle. No matter how gentle I am, there is no way I won't feel anything. And please trust my professional ability. I don't need to protect your wife like this."

After the injection, Jiang Jibai prescribed some medicine for Song Mai.

After marking the dosage, he gave it to Chu Xing.

He didn't leave immediately, but waited in the living room for a while.

Chu Xing poured him a glass of water. His tall body made the room seem even smaller.

Jiang Jibai took a sip of water and couldn't help asking, "What's going on? Where is this? What are you guys playing?"

He asked a series of questions all at once.

Chu Xing glanced at him and said, "This is her home. I live here now."

Jiang Jibai couldn't help but widen his eyes: "No way, you would rather live in this dangerous house than in your villa?"

He looked around. The room was pitifully small and, because it was a bit damp, many walls were moldy. There was a small, broken sofa against the wall. Although it was padded with a cushion, it was still obvious that the sofa was dirty and old, and there was a lot of dirt under the cushion.

"Where do you usually sleep?"

He clearly remembered that Chu Xing said that he and Song Mai were contracted couples and they couldn't sleep in the same bed.

The man pointed to a folding bed placed in the gap between the sofa and the refrigerator.

Jiang Jibai instantly admired Chu Xing. It was not easy to do this in order to please the old man.

The two chatted for a while, and Jiang Jibai took Song Mai's temperature again. Only after he found that her temperature had returned to normal did he take the medicine box and leave.

Before leaving, she also told Chu Xing to make sure she took the medicine on time.

"Call me if you have anything else."

"it is good."

Although Song Mai's fever subsided after the antipyretic injection, he was sweating and felt very hot.

She pushed the quilt aside and slept with the corner of the quilt in her arms.

When the man saw her, she was curled up in a small ball in the middle of the bed, her face as pale as paper, looking fragile and pitiful.

Chu Xing pulled the quilt over her and covered her with it, but she pulled it away again after a while.

After tossing and turning several times, Chu Xing became a little impatient.

I simply wrapped Song Mai tightly with a quilt.

Song Mai was covered in sweat, and her clothes were soaked with sweat. The clothes stuck to her body, and she was wrapped in a quilt, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She kept struggling, murmuring softly, "It's so hot..."

Hearing the sound, Chu Xing let her go.

When I touched her arms, I saw they were all sweaty.

After thinking about it, the man went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water, took her towel, and carefully wiped her arms and legs. But the wet clothes were still on her after all. Song Mai tossed and turned in bed uncomfortably, her hands constantly pulling at her clothes, as if she wanted to take them off, but she couldn't.

Seeing how uncomfortable she was, Chu Xing wanted to help her take off her clothes, but after thinking it over, he felt that it was inappropriate.

Looking at the tumbling woman, he finally came up with an idea.

After stuffing Song Mai into the quilt, he pulled her trouser legs to take off her trousers, and then pulled her collar to tear off her top.

Song Mai immediately felt much more comfortable. He did not lift the quilt again, but fell asleep comfortably hugging the quilt.

Seeing that the woman had stopped tossing and turning and was sleeping peacefully like a cat, Chu Xing closed the door of the woman's bedroom and went back to the living room to sleep.

The next morning, when Song Mai got up, he felt a severe headache, pain and dizziness.

She supported her head and struggled to sit up from the bed. She felt for her cell phone at the bedside and found that it was just past five in the morning.

She was about to lie down to sleep for a while, but the quilt slipped off as she sat up.

Song Mai looked at himself, and the next second he let out a sharp cry:

"what--"

Chu Xing had just gotten up when he heard a knock on the door. The voice was self-controlled and calm.

"what happened?"

Song Mai's face flushed red. She didn't know what happened last night. Her memory only stayed on sitting on the sofa waiting for Chu Xing to come back. She was very sleepy and then lost her memory.

Even if Chu Xing came back and put her on the bed, why would she look like this?

[It's impossible...]

[Impossible, impossible...]

Song Mai tried desperately to recall, but couldn't remember anything.

She didn't believe that Chu Xing would do anything. In her mind, although they were a contract couple, Chu Xing was also a gentleman who had never done anything wrong and had helped her many times.

And she thought that with her looks and figure, Chu Xing would definitely not be interested in her.

The man at the door didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard her thoughts. Seeing that she didn't say anything, he continued to knock on the door: "What happened? Can I come in?"

Song Mai said with a trembling voice: "It's okay, come in... come in."

She quickly lay down and covered her body tightly with the quilt, leaving only a small head exposed.

Chu Xing felt relieved when he saw that her complexion looked much better.

He picked up the thermometer from the table and handed it to Song Mai.

"Take your temperature, take a day off today, and don't go to the company."

Song Mai had no recollection of what happened last night and looked at the thermometer in confusion.

Chu Xing looked at the stunned woman and explained:

"You had a fever last night."

Song Mai nodded, moved her slender body in the quilt, and put the thermometer away.

The man immediately turned around and walked out.

She bit her lip, her cheeks flushed, and said timidly: "Wait a minute."

"what happened?"

Chu Xing turned around and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

After repeated hesitation, Song Mai gritted his teeth and said, "My clothes..."

Chu Xing answered straightforwardly: "I took it off."

"Wha, what?"

Song Mai's eyes widened in disbelief, as if they were going to fall out in the next second.

At this moment, I felt extremely desperate.

[Old swan! How could this be! ]

【What you fear will come true! 】

The expression on Song Mai's face was almost unable to hold back. He looked broken and pitiful, as if he was about to fall apart in the next second.

She clutched the corner of the quilt tightly, and the sense of faith in her heart collapsed bit by bit.

Chu Xing stood at the end of the bed, looking at her, listening to her thoughts, and watching her little expressions. For some reason, he found it somewhat interesting.

At first he thought she was plain as water, an extremely boring woman, but now he actually tasted several flavors from her.

The taste of that idea seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

He cleared his throat, a hint of interest flashing across his eyes.

He suddenly wanted to tease her.

"We are husband and wife, so we don't need to worry about these things. I think you shouldn't mind either."

Song Mai forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. She lay on her side with her small body, not daring to turn her head to look the man in the eye.

Although she is not young anymore, she has no emotional experience.

If she had been married properly, she would think it was entirely reasonable for her husband to do these things for her, but she and Chu Xing had a special relationship after all.

How could she face him again after what happened?

"I……"

For a moment she didn't know how to answer, as if it didn't matter whether she minded or not.

After hesitating for a while, she finally asked with determination:

"So, did we... do what?"

As soon as she said this, her whole face turned red. Even Chu Xing, who was standing beside her, could see the woman's red ears.

But Chu Xing was determined to continue making trouble with her.

He looked confused: "What?"

boom!

Song Mai's heart suddenly felt like it was struck by lightning and thunder, as if several thunders had struck her, leaving her burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

[No way, isn't he a man? Even after talking to this point, doesn't he understand? ]

She took a few deep breaths to prevent herself from suffocating: "That's right, it's what happened between husband and wife..."

The man chuckled, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

After a long while, he said, "What's going on in your mind? You have a fever. Do you think I'm the kind of person who takes advantage of others' misfortunes?"

Besides, does he look that hungry?

Not to mention that she has no sexual tension, even if he really has feelings for her, he wouldn't do it when she is unconscious due to fever.

This cannot be said to be taking advantage of someone's misfortune, it is already illegal.

Hearing this, Song Mai breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just that I woke up and found that my clothes were not on, so I started to think too much. I'm sorry."

Chu Xing raised his hand to check the time. He had an important meeting and it would be too late if he didn't leave now.

He restrained his expression and explained, "Last night, after your fever subsided, you kept complaining about being hot and didn't want to cover yourself with a blanket. I was afraid you would catch a cold so I wrapped you up in a blanket and tore your clothes off from under the blanket. I didn't see anything."

After receiving the man's complete explanation, Song Mai finally felt completely relieved.

"Did you buy the medicine for me last night?"

"Jiang Jibai has been here."

Song Mai nodded.

She had some impression of this name. Although she was not fully conscious when she went to the hospital after experiencing such an incident last time, she vaguely heard Chu Xing call the doctor, and the doctor seemed to be called this name.

"Thank you." She thanked him sincerely.

Song Mai turned her head to meet the man's gaze. Although her face was still a little red, her eyes were clear and obviously much better than before.

"It should."

The man didn't say much. He just said a few simple words and left.

The bedroom door was closed again. In the dim room, Song Mai looked up and caught a glimpse of a medicine bottle, a glass of water and a note on the bedside.

She got up and took the note. On the note were the man's flamboyant words: Take medicine on time.

Song Mai stroked the note, and a warm feeling suddenly surged into his heart.

It feels so good to be cared for.

She poured the medicine into her mouth according to the instructions Jiang Jibai left. The water in the cup had already gone cold.

I don't know when it was put here.

Maybe last night.

Song Mai took a rare day off due to sickness.

Originally, she had taken into account that her attendance would be deducted, but this time the disease was so severe that she could not bear it. She tried to get up from the bed several times, but she had no strength in her body, and even her arms were shaking when she raised her body.

Lin Ran sent a message to show her concern, but Song Mai's eyelids felt very heavy after taking the medicine.

My brain was groggy and I fell asleep soon.

When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.

The meal she cooked last night was still on the table, but Chu Xing hadn't eaten it. She forced herself to heat up the meal and wolfed it down.

She hadn't eaten for a day and was already starving. Perhaps it was because she hadn't eaten that she felt so listless.

Sure enough, after the meal, Song Mai felt a lot better. She took out her phone and replied to the greeting messages from several colleagues who cared about her before she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Just as she finished washing and walked out of the kitchen, she heard footsteps at the door and the sound of conversation.

Originally, Song Mai didn't pay attention to the noise at the door. After all, this was an old and run-down building with a mixed crowd of residents. It was not surprising to see someone at her door with so many people coming and going every day.

But the sound of the conversation became louder and louder, and Song Mai actually felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

It seemed to be her mother and sister-in-law.

Song Mai tiptoed to the door and lay on it to listen to the noise outside.

The sound became clearer and reached her ears through the door.

"Mom, it's too early for us to come. Song Mai hasn't gotten off work yet."

"What do you know? We have to block her at her door before she gets off work. This little girl is so smart that she will run away if we don't pay attention. How can we catch her if we don't wait here in advance?

Hearing this, Sister Song Mai immediately agreed: "Mom is right, Mom is still smart."

Mother Song snorted coldly: "This damn girl is getting more and more powerful now. I sent her messages several times but she didn't reply to me. It seems that she doesn't want to recognize me as her mother anymore."