Genius Baby: The President Dotes on His Wife and Becomes a Demon

Xie Qingqing looked at them, folded her hands lightly on her chest and leaned up halfway, then turned her gaze back to fix on Zhang Fengrong's face.

Zhang Fengrong was a little baffled, so he drank the wine anyway, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the man on the bar who was staring at this side like a 'nympho'.

After drinking, I heard Fan Ling ask, "Is that why you don't want to see my brother?"

Xie Qingqing looked at Zhang Fengrong with great interest, taking a panoramic view of all her emotions of hesitation, restlessness, entanglement, and irritability.

She took out her mobile phone and sent Fan Chen a message: Call Sister Ling and ask her to go back.

Then he sent a message to Sheng Zuchen: Call, fiance.

Almost at the same time, Fan Ling's and Xie Qingqing's phones buzzed with pleasant ringtones.

Before Fan Ling could answer, he checked the caller ID and answered, "Hey, brother, what are you doing?"

"Come back, grandma is looking for you."

Fan Ling hurriedly stood up, seeing Xie Qingqing standing up after the phone call, she frowned and raised her eyebrows.

Xie Qingqing held the phone and heard Sheng Zuchen ask her, "What's wrong? Even your fiancé used it?"

She answered irrelevantly, "I'll be right back, you tell them not to run around."

Sheng Zuchen took the phone away and looked at it again. At this time, there was still a line written on the computer desk in the study: I ​​have more friends than me.

Decisively choose silence, waiting for Xie Qingqing to play freely.

"They came back suddenly?" Xie Qingqing put his hand on Zhang Fengrong's shoulder, and whispered after asking, "The two demons are back, I have to go back and see."

Zhang Fengrong nodded dully.

The corners of Fan Ling's mouth curled up imperceptibly, and the tails of his brows remained on the stage, and he said to Zhang Fengrong, "My grandma is angry, let me go back."

Fan Chen twitched his brows while holding the phone, always having a bad feeling, "Is the second child also there?"

Fan Ling also answered irrelevant questions, and walked out of the bar with Xie Qingqing while talking, "Yes, I will return right away."

Fan Ling was not wearing a mask at the moment, and the black mask was hanging on her chin. When she finished speaking and wanted to put it on again, a few young girls aged [-] or [-] came in at the door. Looks like a college student.

When she saw Fan Ling, she screamed, Xie Qingqing quickly smiled and put her hand to her mouth, "Shh~"

The name I was about to say got stuck in my throat.

Xie Qingqing pulled Fan Ling and flashed out of the bar door, and there were waves of screams from behind:
"Fan Ling?"

"Ah, was that Alice just now?"

"Ah, Fan Ling and Alice, ah~"

Xie Qingqing got into the taxi, her original ecology has long been the news that the entertainment industry can no longer pick up, and everyone knows it.

Fan Ling covered the mask tightly, and suddenly heard the driver yelling incoherently:

"My God, you are Alice, Alice can take a taxi? Oh, am I going to buy a lottery ticket tomorrow?"

"Don't you think it's ugly?" Xie Qingqing asked with a smile, took off the glasses and the painted skin and put them all in the secret arsenal.

The driver was also a little startled, "Your face is unpredictable and exquisitely carved."

"Uncle, please get to the point, and then drive." Fan Ling saw that all the people in the bar rushed out, and shouted one by one: "Where are they, where are they, why didn't I see them?"

The driver glanced over there, started the car first, then clicked his tongue twice, "I think this face is real at all, original ecology, look at those real ones, hey, I can't find it word description."

"Your vocabulary is already very rich." After Xie Qingqing said this sentence, he ignored people. No matter how fierce or serious the driver said before, he would not answer a word in a daze.

Fan Ling occasionally made a few sentences, but he would also bypass the topic, and then he stopped talking.

When Xie Qingqing was about to pay when he got off the car, the uncle driver had already held up his mobile phone and pressed the shutter with a click.

"If I don't take money or don't take money, I will die without regret."

Fan Ling laughed and slapped his thighs, mixed with hahahaha, just like a lunatic.

Xie Qingqing was also smiling, her big eyes bent into cute crescents, and she pulled off Fan Ling's mask with her hands.

The driver's uncle's cell phone fell to the ground, and his mouth was wide open for a long time. When the car door was closed, he could still hear Fan Ling's laughing voice, which was very wild, flamboyant and unaffected.

"He must have regretted it all." Fan Ling said, then looked at the gate of his villa, "Go in and sit down."

"No." Xie Qingqing replied simply, their roots are in H City, this is Fan Jian's den, Fan Chen must be there, if three Erhas are here at the same time for a while, she will die of depression.

"You want to go back?" Fan Ling asked with a resentful tone, "Even if you can't see my brother, at least you will stay with me."

"I want to accompany my fiancé." Xie Qingqing talked and raised the phone, then pushed the person towards the gate, turned around and walked slowly towards the road outside.

The driver's uncle's car was right in front, and she walked very slowly, until she turned into a fork, and then she let go of her pace and hurried forward.

Then he stood under the street light and waited for Sheng Zuchen to come and pick her up.

Xie Qingqing is a high-level intellectual and certainly not superstitious, but those days when she often dreamed of nightmares at midnight in those years are still lingering, engraved in the depths of her soul, and she will be afraid in the dead of night, especially in the suburbs.

Even Zhang Fengrong and Xie Zhanning didn't know these things, she just wanted to tell Sheng Zuchen alone.

Half an hour later, the car stopped under the street lamp, and when Sheng Zuchen rolled down the window, Xie Qingqing was already curled up on the lamp post, trembling with his arms folded.

Sheng Zuchen quickly took off his coat and put it on her body, then picked her up and put her gently on the car, and turned up the heat again.

In the dark corner, Fan Ling stood with Fan Chen on the edge of the city wall until the car left, then lightly patted Fan Chen on the shoulder.

"Brother, don't think about it."

Fan Chen didn't speak, Xie Qingqing had a clever mind, flexible thinking, and a Ph.D. in psychology, so she could guess everything and couldn't hide anything from her soulful eyes.

I will send Fan Ling home tonight, and I also expected that Fan Ling will tell Fan Chen that she is outside, and she just wants to tell Fan Chen: It's time to give up.

Xie Qingqing was not very cold, she would dress thicker than ordinary people if she was afraid of the cold, but standing alone in an open place, surrounded by eerily quiet surroundings, would play in her mind those blood-covered parents in the snow. The picture of standing in front of her and dragging her dying brother quickly became transparent.

Xie Qingqing was still crying, she fell on the back seat and tears could not stop flowing, her voice was very soft, "Zu Chen, I'm afraid~"

Sheng Zuchen frowned and drove anxiously, when he suddenly heard such a fragile and helpless voice, he had no time to slam on the brakes and park the car on the side of the road.

The car body was shaking. Xie Qingqing almost rolled down, wiped away tears from the messy hair and looked at Sheng Zuchen, and said half-jokingly, "Do you want to murder?"

Sheng Zuchen's heart was about to jump out the moment he turned his head. He pressed it down many times before he pressed it back and stayed in his chest obediently. His handsome face was full of shock, and more of it was disbelief.

Xie Qingqing's beauty has always been unreal, with indescribable facial features, natural facial contours, fair and clear skin
At this moment, her hair was scattered and casually attached to her face, the contours of her face were cut open, and her facial features became particularly prominent, with big eyes, a delicate nose, and cherry red lips.

Her lips trembled a little, there were still wet tears on her face, and her slender and beautiful hands were smoothing out her hair.

Sheng Zuchen realized in an instant: This is what she looks like.

Stepped over the front seat and stood in front of Xie Qingqing, Sheng Zuchen squatted in front of Xie Qingqing with his back bent and his legs bent, straightening her hair and pinning it behind her ears.

He asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The sound was very soft, as if it came from the distant sky, and it trembled slightly.

Xie Qingqing didn't speak. Looking at Sheng Zuchen from such a close distance, he realized that he was really handsome: deep eyebrows, straight nose, thin lips, very sexy when slightly parted, and no facial blemishes.

When Xie Qingqing regained consciousness, Sheng Zuchen's breathing became short of breath.

She hooked her lips with a funny smile, "That night three years ago, I was like this."

Sheng Zuchen's back stiffened and he wanted to stand up in a panic. As soon as he straightened up, he hit the roof of the car, "Boom~"

And echoes.Xie Qingqing couldn't help laughing, suppressed laughing and collapsed on the back seat, all the fears and memories were like passing clouds, blown by the wind and disappeared without a trace.

Sheng Zuchen glared at Xie Qingqing with some annoyance, feeling that he had been worrying for nothing just now, and wanted to catch her up and vent his anger one way or another.

"I'll be scared when I'm outside alone at night." Xie Qingqing straightened his face, and then began to quietly tell the stories that were sealed.

"My brother is five years older than me. He is very good. That year, my parents accompanied him to participate in the poetry competition. Three people were killed in the plane crash. I lay in the snow for several hours, and almost died."

When Sheng Zuchen heard her say "the person is almost gone", he tightened his five fingers into the flesh, he bent down and sat next to Xie Qingqing, and put his arms around him.

Xie Qingqing raised his eyes to look at him, and continued, "After that day, I had nightmares for several years, until I met Xie Feng, brother Ning's adoptive father, he gave me warmth and didn't dislike me being dirty, didn't dislike my ugliness like the warm sun shining into my soul deep."

"But I've been haunted by nightmares for many years. I'm actually afraid. It's okay to be alone in the room, but it's especially scary when I'm in the suburbs and it's quiet like just now."

"It was the same night three years ago. I haven't cried so happily for a long time."

Xie Qingqing leaned her head on Sheng Zuchen's shoulder, and carefully observed the changes in Sheng Zuchen's expression from the corner of her eye. From panic to pity to calmness to distress, her eyes were clear and rational.

Alas~ Xie Qingqing sighed inwardly, and leaned her head on the back of the back seat. If love is not desperate, if it is not lost, it is not called love.

Xie Qingqing understands it this way, although she is also very rational, she is already very 'desperate'.

Sheng Zuchen didn't know why Xie Qingqing was so reliable and unreliable all of a sudden. Although he was confused in his heart, he didn't show it on his face. He asked, "Then why do you stay outside and not go in? Cousin Chen should be there."

"You want me to go in?" Xie Qingqing smiled playfully, then turned to look out the window, "If you want me to go in later."

Sheng Zuchen was dumbfounded. After looking for words and sentences for a long time, he just couldn't organize the words to speak out.

"Go back, I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

When Sheng Zuchen was about to speak, Xie Qingqing had already turned his head, his eyes returned to his usual cold look, glanced at him, and then turned to the car window.

Sheng Zuchen had to get out of the car. When he opened the back seat door, he said what he wanted to say, "I don't know what you think? But I remember everything I said."

The moment the car door was opened, Sheng Zuchen stood outside and exhaled, suppressed the slightest unhappiness, went back to the cab and started the car.

After returning home, Xie Qing washed and went to bed, Sheng Zuchen was bored in the study for an hour before returning to the bedroom, after washing, he changed into pajamas and lay flat beside Xie Qingqing.

Xie Qingqing had already slept soundly, breathing evenly, looking peaceful, and smiling sweetly.

Sheng Zuchen stared at that face without blinking for a second, and murmured, "Am I blaspheming?"

"What do you mean?"