Chief Emperor's lovely wife

There are still about 10 minutes before the end of the second half of the drama.

Lei Ting stood guard at the back stage, and ordered his assistant Qian Feng to go to the guest seat to get his mobile phone, found a random place, sat in front of the dressing table at the back stage, and waited.

Time passed by, Lei Ting sat there motionless, but felt more and more inexplicably flustered in his heart.

Looking down at the time on the watch repeatedly, 5 minutes have passed, 6 minutes have passed, 8 minutes have passed...

He couldn't sit still, got up and went to the entrance behind the stage, hid behind the curtain and looked in the direction of the stage, saw Jiang Xiaotong sleeping peacefully surrounded by flowers in a crystal coffin prop at the back of the stage, Nothing unusual.

Maybe it was because he was too suspicious, Jiang Xiaotong didn't seem to be in any serious trouble, just finish the performance and take her to the hospital for an examination.

Lei Ting took a look at the performance on the stage that was coming to an end, and returned to the seat where he was sitting on the stage just now.

In the temporary dressing room at the back, you can see several dressing tables with all kinds of cosmetic materials on them. Qian Feng came back from the guest seat with things, and Lei Ting took the handbag and took out the tablet from inside and put it on the table. Handle company documents.

After a few minutes, Lei Ting suddenly dozed off looking at the document. Qian Feng brought a glass of water from the water dispenser not far away and handed it to him, "President, did you not have a good rest last night?"

Lei Ting shook his head. It is common for him to stay up late at work, and it is rare for him to feel sleepy and unable to keep his eyes open as suddenly as today.

suddenly sleepy...

Something flashed through his mind, and Lei Ting caught it in time. He removed the tablet computer on the dressing table and rummaged through the pile of cosmetic materials in front of him.

"President?"

Qian Feng watched the abnormal behavior of his president standing up suddenly and flipping through a pile of cosmetics. His nerves tensed up, and he focused all his attention on this pile of cosmetics. Compared with the table that Lei Ting was looking for, the dressing table next door also Turned over a few times.

"Why are these cosmetics different from those in the position of the president?"

Qian Feng searched around, and seemed to have found something important, and walked up to Lei Ting with a bunch of powdered cakes in his hand, and handed them to him for comparison.

"That's it!" Lei Ting looked at the few boxes of cheap powder of the same brand in Qian Feng's hands very firmly, and shook the box of Chanel limited edition bare skin makeup setting powder in his hand.

Before Qian Feng could fully understand, Lei Ting suddenly picked up the powdered powder that had been uncovered and wiped it, grabbed Qian Feng's neck and wiped the powdered powder on his face.

"Don't be president, I'm not a woman, don't wipe it, I..."

While talking, Qian Feng waved his hand to stop Lei Ting from continuing to apply powder on his face, and finally said, the smell of powder cake filled his nose, and he should have sneezed annoyingly, but he opened his mouth and yawned.

"My God, is there hallucinations in this powder? I'm so confused by myself..."

While looking in the mirror, Qian Feng saw himself whose skin had turned whiter by several degrees, and looked like a young boy, rubbed his face and said jokingly.

It's just that he didn't hear the movement of Lei Ting behind him. He straightened up and turned his head. Before he could see what was going on, a glass of water was splashed on his face.

"President?!"

No matter how good-tempered Qian Feng was, even if Lei Ting was his immediate boss, he didn't dare to explode his temper due to his long-standing majesty, but seeing his staring eyes, he didn't dare to stare at Lei Ting, but stared firmly at the disposable paper cup in Lei Ting's hand , if the eyes can be turned into substance, then the paper cup must be poked into a sieve.

"Are your eyes sleepy?" Lei Ting asked in a calm voice as he handed him a wet wipe.

"Not sleepy." Qian Feng rarely dared to have a temper under the nose of his boss. After speaking, he blinked his eyes staring at the paper cup, and yawned again uncontrollably. For some reason, his head was dazed. A signal from the depths of my mind wants to find a bed to lie down and sleep immediately.

He had a candlelight dinner with his new girlfriend last night and then went back to their respective homes.

I had enough sleep last night, why am I suddenly so sleepy now?

Looking at the actual reaction of his body, Lei Ting had already found the answer he wanted. He held the box of Chanel limited-edition powder in his hand, and turned over the back cover to see the model code on it.

It's easy to check the limited edition items, who owns them will soon find out the truth.

"President, what's going on?"

Qian Feng has been with the president for so many years, and his temper has passed. Seeing Lei Ting's eyes on the box of Chanel powder in his hand, he gradually realized that something was wrong.

The other cosmetics here are all ordinary brands, only this box of powder on this dressing table is a limited edition of the brand, and the president just did an experiment on his face and splashed water on it.

"I know!" Qian Feng yelled as if he woke up suddenly, looked up at Lei Ting, and met his deep eyes, "Miss Jiang is unconscious, the problem lies in this powder!"

"There must be some kind of drug in this powder cake that can easily make people sleepy and comatose. Just smelling it makes people sleepy. If you rub it on your face, and when you are in a crying scene, tears will wet your face makeup, then it will be a big problem. It will be more volatile."

"I saw Ms. Jiang's name on the side of this dressing table just now. That box of powder was placed on her dressing table, so she also used this for makeup on her face."

That's it.

That's why Jiang Xiaotong's senior sister said that she was dozing off and feeling sleepy before going on stage.

It just so happened that last night Jiang Xiaotong couldn't sleep because of today's game tension, chatting with him in the study room, playing online games until late at night, so even Jiang Xiaotong thought he didn't have a good rest She was not in good condition, and she never thought that someone had mixed something into the cosmetics she used.

"Who did this, President, I'll investigate right now." Qian Feng saw Lei Ting nodded, took the powder cake he handed over, turned and walked out.

Following Lei Ting's side and wandering in the upper class circles from time to time, Qian Feng naturally understands that each of these brands of luxury cosmetics has a unique scan code, especially this powder is a limited edition, so it is easier to check convenient.

Qian Feng didn't know whether he should say whether this man was smart or stupid, since Miss Jiang usually used the best things prepared by the CEO, so this person must be afraid that the cosmetics are too low-grade and Miss Jiang will dislike them.

But she didn't know at all that he had never seen Miss Jiang put on makeup, let alone limited edition Chanel powder.

That person literally shot himself in the foot.

When it is found out who is here, I believe that the president's protective nature will cause some bad luck for that person.

Qian Feng took his things and left from the back station, leaving the car to Lei Ting to drive. After making a phone call, he took a taxi on the road and went to the location agreed on the phone.

When he walked out of the back door of Z University, which was closer to the performance venue, he saw Simu Ya in front of him hurrying to stop a taxi on the road, and then the taxi was speeding forward at a speed exceeding the normal urban driving speed.

"What is Assistant Si rushing for? In such a hurry..."

Without thinking too much, Qian Feng hailed a taxi and left without thinking.

Finally, after Qian Feng left, Tai Lei Ting looked down at the time on his wrist. It was 3 minutes before the performance was over. After he walked up to the front, Tai Lei was close to the entrance of the stage, and his gaze went straight past the crowd and landed on the stage Standing in front of him is the president of the drama club.

The director of the drama club was staring at the performances of the members on the stage. He let out a long sigh of relief when the last act was over.

Ever since he became the president of the Z drama club, he has never encountered such an accident today. It is really rare for the protagonist member to suddenly fall asleep on stage.

Just after he was about to call the scriptwriters around him to go together, when the members who were waiting for the curtain call finished stepping off the stage, he felt a cold gaze from afar behind the stage, penetrating everything and falling on him.

There was a chill on his head, and he raised his head instinctively, meeting the eyes in mid-air unexpectedly.

When he saw the owner of his eyes, those deep and cold eyes, his whole body was shocked, and he didn't care about other things at all, and immediately trotted back and forth.

"President, don't wait for them..."

Before the screenwriter of the play finished speaking, he watched the president disappear into the corridor leading to the back stage without saying hello.

And just after the director of the drama left, the screenwriter felt that the inexplicable air-conditioning just now disappeared.

Maybe the central air conditioner in the museum was turned on too cold just now, and now some staff have adjusted the temperature again.

The director of the drama club trotted back to the back stage, and saw Lei Ting sitting on the chair in front of the dressing table quietly waiting for something.

Could it be that she was really waiting for him?
The president almost already had the answer in his heart, the sweat on the back of his neck dripped down his scalp, he hesitated and called out, "President Lei."

The man's slender knuckles tapped rhythmically on the table top of the dressing table. After the president spoke, he nodded and said in a light voice: "After the curtain call, leave all the people who participated in the drama club today in the back stage. My assistant came back to find them something."

Lei Ting will directly drive Jiang Xiaotong to the hospital later, and hand over the rest to Qian Feng after investigation and investigation.

"President Lei, don't worry." The director of the drama responded with a respectful nod.

Lei Ting is the shareholder with the largest capital injection in Big Z, not one of them, but I don't know why President Lei suddenly pays so much attention to the affairs of their drama club?

Before Jiang Xiaotong passed out, the president had been helping to discuss with the scriptwriter how to deal with the second half of the performance. After Lei Ting arrived, he didn't know when the stage came to find Jiang Xiaotong.

Lei Ting didn't say any more, and waved his hand to signal that he could leave.

The president naturally didn't dare to leave Lei Ting sitting alone at the backstage, so he stepped back and stood beside him, waiting with him, although he didn't know what President Lei was waiting for.

The ending track of the drama sounded in front of it, it was a classical pop music, the music was melodious, and the actors of the biggest drama club on the stage all left the stage.

The host came to the stage to interact with each other for a few words, then left time to rate the judges in the audience, and then introduced the next group of competition programs.

One after another, the actors from the drama club came out. As soon as the sound of the ending sounded in front of Lei Ting, they stood up, and the members of the drama club came out directly against the current, and walked towards the classmate who was carrying the props at the end.

The huge crystal coffin and the person lying inside were carried out by two members of the drama club.

Lei Ting went straight towards the crystal coffin. The president behind him seemed to understand something, and waved his hands to signal the two students to put the crystal coffin on the ground.

But when Lei Ting glanced at the crystal coffin, then glared at the president behind him, "Where's Jiang Xiaotong?!"

He stared at the person behind him with a pair of cold eyes that were about to split open. He had already lifted the feet of the overweight president, who was holding his collar, into the air with both hands.

"Yes, it's inside..."

"President, there is a mannequin in the crystal coffin!"