Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

Holding the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, Xin Sheng slowed down while feeding An Ruoqing the soup, and said to Xin Bao'e: "Your treatment of Chu Linchen caused a great commotion in the National Hospital. In the new recruitment this time, several backbones of the National Hospital have already recommended you."

Xin Bao'e's gloomy expression suddenly lit up, and the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows also looked radiant.

She suppressed the excitement in her heart, "Father, what do you mean, I should be able to be selected for the recruitment of the National Hospital?"

Xin Sheng was about to nod his head, but he thought of something and hesitated for a while, "Not necessarily."

He frowned and said with some displeasure: "That old bastard Shen Mu has kept silent until now, and he hasn't come out to express his position. I don't know if he will get in the way."

Hearing this, Xin Bao'e breathed a sigh of relief.

I remembered that when Dean Shen asked her how to treat Chu Linchen at Chu's house, they chatted quite harmoniously, and she also deliberately left a good impression on the other party, which was enough to change his previous bad impression of herself.

It should not be a big problem to join the National Hospital.

The joy that Xin Sheng revealed to Xin Bao'e soon washed away her depression caused by Liu Yufeng.

"Sure enough, I did the right thing in pretending to save Chu Linchen." Xin Bao'e thought with some complacency.

......

Yan Family Castle.

In a study room with a retro and depressing style.

Mr. Yan hunched slightly and sat in the grand teacher's chair, with the dragon's head and cane leaning against the side of the coffee table.

He was holding a teacup, and the lid of the cup was slowly flicking the tea leaves, while the old god was listening to his subordinate's report.

"Sure enough, Chu Linchen asked the Xin family for help as soon as he came to the capital. This kid is very cautious in doing things."

After waving his subordinates away, he snorted, turned his head to look at Yan Jing who was lazily sitting beside him, and said, "Next, what's your plan?"

Yan Jing's upturned Erlang legs switched positions, and his slender fingers played with a string of bodhi beads that he took from the coffee table, without raising his head, he said: "Chu Linchen asked the Xin family for help, which just means that Chu's family is helpless. People are available. At least in the territory of Kyoto, it is easy to deal with Chu Linchen."

"You want him to die in Kyoto?"

Mr. Yan seemed to sense the murderous intent emanating from Yan Jing inadvertently, shook his head, and reminded: "It's fine for you to provoke Mrs. Chu for that woman, but now that woman is dead, I advise you not to do unnecessary things. Thing. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, if Mrs. Chu is really ruthless, it will not only be as simple as biting off a piece of our flesh!"

Click!

Before Mr. Yan finished speaking, the beading thread in Yan Jing's hand suddenly broke, and bodhi beads were scattered on the ground.

This is the favorite of Mr. Yan's daily routine.

Seeing this, his gray eyebrows furrowed immediately, but he didn't say anything.

Yan Jing looked at him faintly, twitched the corners of her scarlet lips, and said with a smile: "Chu Linchen may not die, but Chu's dark part must be used by me."

Master Yan understood his plan in a daze, and asked uncertainly, "Are you sure?"

"Let's see."

After saying this, Yan Jing clapped his hands, lazily got up and walked out.

Mr. Yan still hadn't finished his sentence. Seeing this, he hurriedly said, "That Qin Shu, it's a trouble to keep it in your hands. Have you thought about how to deal with it?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own arrangements." Yan Jing smiled and left without looking back.

As soon as he came out of the study, he saw a round figure in the distance, awkwardly disappearing around the corner.

He narrowed his phoenix eyes sarcastically, and the smile on his lips deepened.

......

Chu Linshen stayed in the Presidential Suite V028 of the Kyoto International Hotel.

The news of his coming to the capital had already been reported by the media, and everyone knew that his purpose of this trip was to get back the Chu family's gold medal from the Yan family.

At this moment, he just finished taking a shower, wrapped in a white bathrobe, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the entire night view of Kyoto.

He deliberately turned off the light, and the room was dark.Only the light from outside the window comes in, hiding everything in between.

The city under your feet is brightly lit, neon lights are everywhere, and there are prosperous and scenic spots everywhere.

Several towering and majestic buildings are strewn across the entire city, occupying the power of the entire Kyoto at a distance of not too far.