Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

That's right, she absolutely believes and trusts Chu Linchen's feelings for her.

Otherwise, she would have taken off the proposal ring and thrown it in his face in a fit of anger just now, saying goodbye to him forever.

Thinking about it now, isn't the reason why she was annoyed because she rushed back with worry and anxiety, but was treated coldly by Chu Linchen.

She was only concerned with disappointment and sadness, but ignored the man's unreasonable reaction.

Chu Linchen shouldn't be like that in front of her.

Why does he look like a different person?

Is it really against her, or is it because of some other reason?

There was a sharp edge in Qin Shu's eyes.

At this moment, she made up her mind - she couldn't leave in such a daze.

"Wei He, let's go back."

she said without hesitation.

Wei He was stunned for a moment, then he understood, with a happy expression on his face, "Okay."

My persuasion was not in vain. As long as Miss Qin is willing to go back and have a good talk with Young Master Chu, there will be no problems that cannot be solved.

He quickly asked the driver to turn around and go back to Chu's house.

......

On the outskirts of Kyoto, a Gothic castle of the last century stands tall, which is quite different from the Chinese-style urban areas in the distance.

A modified nanny car drove into the underground garage of the castle.

Before the car came to a complete stop, screams of panic erupted from the rear compartment.

"what is this--"

Immediately, the car door swung open, and two bodyguards staggered down.

Outside the nanny's car, a slender man in a silver windbreaker frowned uncontrollably when he saw this scene.

When two bodyguards rushed over, he was only one meter away.

laugh!

There was the slight sound of a sharp weapon piercing into flesh.

Two thumps.

Two strong bodyguards fell to the ground with a muffled sound, unresponsive.

The old man standing next to the slender man withdrew the sharp blade in his hand, walked over slowly, bent slightly beside the two of them, stroked his silver beard and looked around.

"Yes, yes, it really is that thing..."

Hearing the words, the man in the silver windbreaker stared slightly at the nanny's car with the door ajar, and said to the old man in a rare and polite tone: "Then please take her down."

"Small matter." The old man nodded and got into the car.

After a while, he came out with a woman on his back.

It was Han Meng who was rescued from Chu's residence.

Regardless of his age, the old man is not tall, but he walks steadily with every step behind his back, but his movements are a little slow.

"Young Master Yan, this person..."

"Send it to my lab."

After Yan Jing finished speaking, he glanced at the two bodyguards on the ground from the corner of his eye, and ordered the subordinates behind him: "Clean up this place."

Then he took the old man and a subordinate and walked into the elevator next to him.

The elevator goes down, no floors are displayed.

After about a minute, the door opened.

The entrance is a hodgepodge of claustrophobic research rooms and handicraft rooms, filled with various tools and instruments.

If you look closely, you will find that the instruments here are all the latest top-notch equipment, and those tools are also various, and the texture does not look like ordinary materials.

In the center of the room is an operating table that is flatter than a metal plate.

"Put it on." The man said in a hoarse voice.

The old man is relatively short, and it is a little difficult to put the person on his back on it.

Upon seeing this, the subordinates were ready to step forward to help.

"Don't touch!"