Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

When Song Qingtian woke up, Shen Xiangzhi was sitting on the bedside looking at her.

"Is sister okay?" Song Qingtian asked.

Shen Xiangzhi shook his head, his eyes were fixed on Song Qingtian's gauze-wrapped forehead, his brows were tightly frowned.

He slowly extended his hand.

Song Qingtian watched his hand stretch out, and flinched subconsciously.

Maybe when she was pushed away by him just now, her heart was also pushed away heavily.She was a little scared.

Song Qingtian's shrinking movement did not escape Shen Xiangzhi's eyes.He pulled hard in his heart, and frowned even tighter.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Xiangzhi still stretched out his hand and stroked her forehead gently.

Song Qingtian looked at him, her eyes gradually turned red, she nodded hoarsely and said, "It hurts..."

Shen Xiangzhi looked at her teary eyes, and felt a sudden pain in his heart. He approached her, bowed his head and kissed Song Qingtian's eyes, "Song Qingtian, I'm sorry."

Shen Xiangzhi was someone who never said sorry, but looking at Song Qingtian's teary eyes, he really wanted to say sorry to her.I'm sorry he keeps making her hurt.

He was really distressed and sorry.

Song Qingtian couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes, and they fell down with a click.

She shook her head, "It's okay."

He was just too nervous about his sister, he didn't push her away on purpose.He didn't want her to get hurt.The voice in my heart kept comforting Song Qingtian like this.

She wiped her tears, and when she raised her head again, there was a smile on her face, "Shen Xiangzhi, I'm fine. You can go and accompany my sister."

The elder sister's situation needs Shen Xiangzhi's company more than her.

"She's gone to sleep. You need me now more than she does."

"I'm fine, just a little scared."

Song Qingtian looked at Shen Xiangzhi, he slightly pursed his lower lip, then opened his mouth slightly, "I'm sorry, Song Qingtian, I didn't mean it."

This is the second time Shen Xiangzhi apologized to her, within one day.Song Qingtian was very surprised, and a warm current flowed through her heart.

He was apologizing to her from the bottom of his heart, and he really didn't mean it.

"Shen Xiangzhi, I'm really fine. You don't need to apologize to me anymore. I really don't blame you."

"No, Song Qingtian, I'm sorry for you a lot."

Song Qingtian was slightly startled.He's sorry for her a lot... That's right, she didn't know how to answer when he said that.

He stared at her for a while, then suddenly reached out and hugged her horizontally.

Song Qingtian opened her mouth wide in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

He glanced at her with tender eyes, "Let's go home."

At night, Song Qingtian was lying on the warm bed at home, Shen Xiangzhi hugged her, she smelled the familiar smell of green tea on his body, and she felt extremely at ease.He closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Shen Xiangzhi hugged her, and his right hand stroked Song Qingtian's chest.The wound from the knife had scabbed over, but the wound was deep and might scar for life.

Shen Xiangzhi stroked the wound, his eyes were slightly sore in the darkness.

No sleep for one night.

The next day, when Song Qingtian woke up, Shen Xiangzhi was no longer there.

She looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was past 10 am.

She got up from the bed and went downstairs in her slippers.

In the restaurant downstairs, Shen Xiangzhi had already prepared breakfast for her and put it in the oven.

Song Qingtian smiled happily, with a husband like this, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

She walked into the dining room and was just about to turn on the warming stove when a stack of documents on the dining table caught her attention.

Curious, she walked over and opened the document.

However, when she clearly saw the big characters on the document, she panicked instantly...