Genius Mengbao: Wife, please remarry

Yu Shutong, Yu Qingya, and Luo Haichuan stared blankly at the little guy, and looked at Qin Beilian's horrible face, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Qin Beilian woke up and took a look in the mirror. Seeing his honor, he might have to smash the mirror to pieces.

Thinking of Qin Beilian's panic-stricken look, Yu Shutong's mouth twitched slightly.

As expected of her son.

Great!

After Yu Shutong was amused for a while, he noticed the pen in Yu Lexuan's hand.

"Xiao Xuanxuan, where did you get the pen in your hand?"

Yu Lexuan looked at Mommy, and replied childishly: "The afternoon before yesterday, I was going to use a red pen to make a mark, so I took one from the bedside table in your bedroom, Mommy."

The little guy's answer made the corner of Yu Shutong's mouth twitch fiercely.

No wonder she felt that the pen in the little guy's hand looked familiar.

She usually likes to sit on the bed and read the script for half an hour before going to bed. When reading the script, she likes to mark it with red and blue markers, so the pens in her bedside table are all markers.

The ink from the marker pen is difficult to clean when it gets on people's bodies or clothing materials. Even with a strong detergent, it is difficult to completely remove it within three or four days.

"Ha ha!"

Thinking of the dignified president of Qin's Group, who had to say that this is a scumbag with two turtles on his face for three or four days, Yu Shutong couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud in front of Luo Haichuan and Yu Qingya.

"Little fish, what are you laughing at?"

Yu Qingya felt baffled.

"I just drew two turtles on Bitch Qin's face and wrote a sentence, just to relieve my anger! You are too soft-hearted, let me go, and you must use a knife to carve this scumbag."

Yu Shutong: "Xiao Xuanxuan used the marker I used to mark the script. It can't be washed off within three or four days."

"Hahaha"

After Yu Shutong finished speaking, Yu Qingya laughed even more exaggeratedly than Yu Shutong, she burst into tears.

"Damn it, it's really you."

Luo Haichuan looked at the two smiling women in front of him, and suddenly felt the creeps behind him.

It's scary for a woman to be ruthless!
Fortunately, he didn't commit suicide like Qin Beilian did back then, completely offending Yu Qingya.

dawn.

A beam of warm sunlight passes through the translucent floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a spot of light in front of the bed in the hotel suite.

The person on the bed moved twice.

In a daze, Qin Beilian felt some pain in his head, and after waking up for a while, he also felt some pain in his neck.

"hiss."

Following the source of the pain, he stretched out his hand to touch his neck, the pain made the corners of his mouth twitch, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

The white bedding and the white ceiling broke into his sight unexpectedly.

This is a hotel!
Why is he in the hotel?

Yesterday at noon, he drank a lot in the office, Boss Mo sent him back to Weilan, and then Shen Jiayan broke into his room without permission.
After vaguely remembering what happened yesterday, Qin Beilian narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold and cautious look in his eyes.

Shen Jiayan, he really underestimated that woman's courage and ambition.

With a dark face, Qin Beilian stretched out his hand to grab the cell phone on the bedside table, dialed Yu Zichu's cell phone number, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Yu Zichu, prepare a set of clean clothes for me, and send them right away. King's Landing Hotel Room 740."

On the bedside table is a desk calendar customized by Junlin Hotel, and the key card is also on the bedside table.

Qin Beilian glanced at the bedside table and knew where he was now.

"President, why are you at the King's Landing Hotel? Didn't President Mo send you back to Azure yesterday?"

Qin Beilian is now at the King's Landing Hotel, and Yu Zichu feels a little surprised by this.

Could it be that after the president learned that Yu Manhua was not his wife back then, he was overwhelmed and went to the King's Landing Hotel to find someone to entertain him!
No, no, no, the president is not that kind of sentimental person.

Yu Zichu hurriedly shook his head, shaking off any thoughts he shouldn't have.

"I still want to know why I appear in the hotel."

Qin Beilian was a little out of breath.

Shen Jiayan broke into his bedroom without permission, and after realizing that Shen Jiayan had played tricks on him, he drove away from Weilan in a rage, and he couldn't remember anything after leaving Weilan.

"damn it."

The headache was splitting, and the neck was so sore that it seemed to be broken.

Qin Beilian frowned and cursed, got out of bed, took off his shoes in the hotel room, and staggered towards the bathroom.

Looking at the mirror in the bathroom, he saw his face clearly. Mr. Qin, who was always able to keep his face in the face of storms, stared suddenly.

The picture was so shocking that a pair of pupils shrank slightly.

boom!
Qin Bei slipped his hand, and the phone fell on the marble countertop of the sink with a bang.

"President, are you okay?"

Qin Beilian drank a lot of bottles yesterday, red and white, and Yu Zichu heard the bang, worried that he would fall from a hangover, so he hurriedly asked nervously.

Qin Beilian picked up the mobile phone that had fallen on the marble countertop, looked at his own face in the mirror, and gritted his teeth angrily.

"Adjust the monitoring, adjust the monitoring, and find out where I went and who I met last night."

Yuzichu sensed Qin Beilian's anger from the phone, and his heart twitched in fright from the angry demon king, and hurriedly said, "Yes, I'll bring you the clothes first, and then I'll adjust the monitoring."

Qin Beilian hung up Yu Zichu's phone in frustration, dropped the phone on the marble countertop, turned on the faucet, scooped up the cold tap water with both hands, rinsed and rubbed his face.

After 5 minutes, he raised his head and turned his face to the mirror.

Although some of it was washed off, the two turtles on the face and the sentence: This is a scumbag are still clearly visible.

damn it!
Which bastard did it!

Qin Beilian stared at the two turtles on his face and said "This is a scumbag", and pressed his eyebrows with a headache. Because the movement was too big, it involved his neck, and the corner of his mouth twitched in pain.

Unbuttoning the collar of his shirt, looking in the mirror, he found an obvious bruise on his neck
Qin Beilian's face was so dark that it could be used as ink.

Ten minutes later, Yu Zichu hurried to the Junlin Hotel with his ironed clothes, and according to Qin Beilian's instructions, he rang the doorbell of Room 10.

The door opened, and seeing the man with a dark face standing at the door, Yu Zichu's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.

"Mr. President, good morning."

If it wasn't for the fact that he was standing in the corridor and already felt the chill, he wouldn't have dared to confirm that the man in front of him with two big turtles on his face was the Great Demon King.

"Here are the clothes you asked for. I got them from the closet in your office."

Facing such a president, Yuzi Chu smiled and didn't laugh, and he didn't smile. After handing the clothes in his hand to Qin Beilian, he bit the bullet and followed Qin Beilian into the suite.