Sweet Wife Arrives: Cold and Proud President Willing to Be a Slave

Qu Xiangnuan stared blankly at Han Ruichen's face, enjoying a moment of peace.

Today is the second day, and tomorrow is the deadline given by Han Yusheng. Now that she has a foot injury, it is impossible for Han Ruichen to allow her to walk out of the bedroom door.She had to find a way to meet Han Yusheng and hand over the transfer contract to him in person.

While she was in a daze, Han Ruichen had already applied the ointment. He stood up and went to the bathroom to wash off the remaining ointment on his hands.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to go down and have something to eat?"

Qu Xiangnuan shook her head. Originally, she didn't eat much, but now that her foot is injured, the amount of exercise is even less. It doesn't matter if she doesn't eat for a day.

"Then eat with me, Chi, you go and ask the butler to deliver the food to the bedroom, just say that I'm hungry and want lunch!"

Han Ruichen took off his coat and put it beside the bed.

"Do you want to drink water?"

Qu Xiangnuan shook his head again.

"Bored, do you want me to watch TV with you?"

Qu Xiangnuan is usually a TV fan when she stays at home, but now she is bothered by the fact that she is not in the mood to watch TV.

Han Ruichen raised his eyebrows, he could tell that Qu Xiangnuan had something on his mind.

"Tired? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Qu Xiangnuan "..."

Is Han Ruichen raising her like a pig? All she eats and drinks, all she drinks and plays, and all she plays and sleeps.

Qu Xiangnuan didn't say more than ten words in total during the whole process, and he looked sluggish, making it uncomfortable to watch.

He sighed and walked out.

Qu Xiangnuan left himself to busy with work, but he came back in less than 10 minutes, holding a drawing board and a sketch pen in his hand.

"Sit still and don't move."

Qu Xiangnuan sat obediently by the bed and didn't move. She didn't know that Han Ruichen could sketch. He picked up the brush and began to get serious. The light in the bedroom was warm orange light, and the light shone on him, making Qu Xiang Nuan was a little dazed, Han Ruichen didn't look like the president of the group now, he looked like a big boy next door, his whole body exuded a youthful and beautiful atmosphere, it might be an illusion, her heart was beating wildly, but her body still didn't dare to move .

"Han Mutou, when did you learn to draw?"

It was rare that Qu Xiangnuan was interested, Han Ruichen slowed down the painting speed, slowly outlined the frame, and the painting on the white paper had taken shape.

"I forgot when I learned it!" His answer was vague.

"I heard Doctor Fang tell you about your childhood!"

As soon as these words came out, Han Ruichen's pen hand trembled, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes, and his body became stiff. He didn't want to mention the past.

Qu Xiangnuan said to himself: "He said that you were very cute when you were young. Many girls chased you because of your good looks, and some people regarded you as a girl!"

Han Ruichen relaxed his body, and raised the corner of his mouth in a beautiful arc, "That's what he lied to you, and he can fool you too."

"Then what kind of person is a doctor?" In her eyes, Fang Zheng really has no intentions. He has a smile on his face every day. After all, the bounden duty of a doctor is to save lives and heal the wounded. Comfort the sick!

Han Ruichen's painting was finished. He put down his brush and turned to look at her. He asked displeasedly, "Are you interested in Fang Zheng?"

Qu Xiangnuan nodded, "Dr. Fang's personality is very lively and humorous, which is different from the others around you."

Han Ruichen thought it was funny, and Zhan Nansheng was usually smiling, why didn't she ask what kind of person Zhan Nansheng was, but asked Fang Zheng?
He took off the painting on the drawing board and handed it to Qu Xiangnuan, and sat beside her.

Qu Xiangnuan looked at the picture of herself on the paper, she was indeed very similar, even the charm was drawn, her melancholy eyes, her dazed look, the picture was stupid and cute, which made her look in a good mood, until I admire Han Ruichen's high painting skills.

He stroked her hair, "You are still too naive, after you get along with Fang Zheng for a long time, you will understand that what you see on the surface may not be true!"

Naturally, Han Ruichen couldn't tell her directly that Dr. Fang Zheng, who was kind, cute, humorous and lively in Qu Xiangnuan's eyes, was once a well-known killer in the underworld. His hands were stained with blood. He killed his favorite woman with his own hands. So choosing to be a doctor was just to make up for the mistakes he had made.Of course, it is impossible for Qu Xiangnuan to know these things.

"Nuan Nuan, do you think I'm a good person or a bad person?" Han Ruichen suddenly popped up and stopped Qu Xiangnuan directly.

Qu Xiangnuan still doesn't understand his life circle, even he himself feels dirty, sitting with hypocritical people every day, saying that all topics are inseparable from money, and people who give up everything for the sake of profit, how can they Can be regarded as a kind person.

"He shouldn't be a good person!" After she finished speaking, she felt that it would hurt Han Ruichen's heart, so she added, "But she can't be regarded as a bad person."

Han Ruichen wanted to laugh, so in Qu Xiangnuan's eyes, he wasn't a vicious bastard, so at least his image could be redeemed.

He didn't explain, just let her think so.

The butler came in and asked if the food was ready to be brought in.

"Okay, Nuannuan, let's eat first." Han Ruichen hugged her to the table, because it was in the bedroom, there was only a small table in front of the French window near the balcony, and the food brought in couldn't fit at all.

Han Ruichen selected a few side dishes that were more palatable and put them on the table, while the other dishes were taken back.

The housekeeper put the bone soup in front of Qu Xiangnuan, which hurt his muscles and bones for a hundred days, so the housekeeper said that during the hundred days after Qu Xiangnuan was injured, he would drink a bowl of bone soup every day.