Genius Mengbao: Wife, please remarry

An obvious slap mark appeared on Qin Beilian's face.

All the people present were stunned.

The corner of Yu Zichu's mouth twitched fiercely, staring at the slap marks on Qin Beilian's face, feeling his own face aching.

"Are you sober?"

Yu Shutong withdrew his hand and clenched it into a fist.

"Just got out of the hospital, drunk driving, driving without a license, Qin always thinks his life is too long, do you want to report to Hades sooner?"

Qin Beilian's decadent look was reflected in Yu Shutong's eyes, and Yu Shutong was so angry that his teeth itched.

If it wasn't for Xiao Xingxing, she wouldn't bother to talk to this man who killed a thousand swords.

"Screenwriter Yu Yu, if you have something to say, don't do anything."

Old man Zhu broke into a cold sweat for Yu Shutong.

After all, he is the president of the Qin Group. He slapped him in front of so many people. In case of revenge
The two policemen stared at the slap marks on Qin Beilian's face, feeling a little worried for Yu Shutong.

"Sorry to disturb your rest."

Just when the two policemen and the old man Zhu thought that Qin Beiyi would get angry with Yu Shutong, Qin Beiyi suddenly said sorry to Yu Shutong with guilt.

Yu Zichu raised his hand to block his sight.

Although he wasn't surprised by the scene just now, he still didn't see such an obedient and cowardly president.

In front of Ms. Yu, the president was like a wolf whose fangs and claws had been pulled out, very cowardly.

After Qin Beilian finished speaking, old man Zhu and the two policemen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Yu, Mr. Zhu accused Mr. Qin of harassing you, wandering around outside the warm home community in the middle of the night, is this true, Miss Yu?"

One of the policemen questioned Yu Shutong with a straight face.

Yu Shutong looked away from Qin Beiyi, looked at the policeman who asked the question, and said with a slight smile: "Mr. Qin's lingering outside the Wenxinjiayuan community in the middle of the night has misunderstood Zhu Bo. During this period, Mr. Qin invested in "Seal I am the screenwriter and producer of the movie "Shen Ji", and I can be regarded as friends with Mr. Qin. Mr. Qin came to see me in the warm home tonight. He must have something important to discuss. I accidentally switched my phone to In silent mode, I failed to receive Zhu Bo's call in time, which caused this misunderstanding and caused trouble for the two policemen, I am really sorry."

"It turns out that's the case, it's good to clear up the misunderstanding."

The two policemen breathed a sigh of relief.

They didn't want to detain the boss.

The policeman who was talking to Yu Shutong handed a document to Yu Shutong.

"Miss Yu, please sign here. After signing, you, Mr. Qin, and Mr. Zhu can leave."

Ten minutes later, a group of four came out of the police station.

".President."

As soon as he came out of the police station, Qin Beilian staggered.

Yu Zichu was so frightened that he let out a cry of surprise, and hastily stepped forward to support Qin Beilian.

When he touched Qin Beilian's hand, Yu Zichu's face changed greatly due to Qin Beilian's body temperature.

"Don't go, don't leave me."

Seeing Yu Shutong leading Old Man Zhu towards the white Land Rover, Qin Beilian shook off Yu Zichu's hand in a panic, staggered after him, and grabbed Yu Shutong's hand. wrist.

Yu Shutong's arm hurt from his grasp, his brows frowned, and he was about to speak.

"Don't leave me, don't leave me, please."

Qin Beilian grabbed her hand and suddenly pulled it hard.

Yu Shutong was caught off guard and plunged into the man's arms, the tip of his nose hit the man's chest, his eyes were staring from the pain, and all the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

"Don't die, don't leave me."

Qin Beilian lowered his head, put his whole face against Yu Shutong's neck, and spoke hoarsely in Yu Shutong's ear.

Yu Shutong's neck was scalded by the man's scorching breath, he raised his hand hard, groped for the man's forehead, and skillfully put his palm on the man's forehead.

The man's forehead was hot, and Yu Shutong's palm was pressed against the man's forehead, feeling like a potsticker.

"Qin Beilian, you have a fever."

"Assistant Yu, don't be dazed. Hurry up and take your president to the hospital. Your president's temperature is at least 39 degrees. If you become a fool, your Qin Group will suffer a lot."

The corner of Yu Zichu's mouth twitched when he heard that.

At this time, Miss Yu's mouth is still so poisonous.

"I'm fine, don't leave me, Tongtong."

Because of the high fever, Qin Beilian was shivering from the cold, but hugged Yu Shutong tightly with both hands.

The man was very strong, and Yu Shutong was a little out of breath.

Hearing the man addressing him, Yu Shutong's face suddenly sank.

"Qin Beilian, let go, I'm not your Tongtong, you can see clearly who I am."

Yu Shutong's tone was as cold as ice.

Six years ago, she devoted herself to this man, who didn't even look at her.

Six years later, he hugged her who had changed her appearance and called Tongtong affectionately.

what is this!
"I won't let go, once I let go, you will disappear."

Not only did Qin Beilian not let go, but his hands holding Yu Shutong became even tighter.

"Ahem, Qin Beilian, you bastard, are you trying to strangle me and inherit my Alipay?"

Yu Shutong was oppressed by Qin Beilian's strangulation, coughed twice, opened his mouth and bit his right chest.

The unexpected pain made the corners of Qin Beilian's mouth twitch fiercely, but the hands holding Yu Shutong still did not loosen at all.

Seeing his own president sticking to Yu Shutong's body like a dog's skin plaster, Yu Zichu sighed helplessly, and bit the bullet to discuss with Yu Shutong.

"Miss Yu, the president is probably out of control now, the president only listens to you now, can you?"

"No."

Yu Zichu hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by Yu Shutong.

"Cold, so cold."

Qin Beilian tightened his arms, wishing to rub Yu Shutong into his body. At this moment, Yu Shutong was the fire of his life, the light of his life, and his salvation.

"Miss Yu, the CEO has just been discharged from the hospital, and his injuries have not fully recovered."

Yu Zichu frowned, feeling very sorry for his president.

After working with the president for so many years, this is the first time I have seen the president so weak.

"The president has a fever now. If he continues to delay outside, the condition will worsen and the injury may recur."

"Stop talking, I'll send this rascal to the hospital, okay."

Yu Shutong gritted her teeth, and tried hard to endure the man who was sticking on her body like a bullshit plaster.

"Thank you Miss Yu."

Yu Zichu heaved a sigh of relief, and was planning to help Qin Beilian get into the black Maybach with Yu Shutong.

"Not going to the hospital."

Qin Beilian turned his head, frowned at Yu Zichu, stretched out his hand and waved away Yu Zichu's support, and continued to hang half of his body weight on Yu Shutong.

Yu Shutong was so crushed that he bent his body, and said a word through the gap between his teeth: "Qin Beilian, if you don't go to the hospital, do you want to go to the crematorium?"