Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

She didn't say anything, and left the bedroom alone.

Just as Qin Shu left, Xin Bao'e finally heard the sound of closing the door and came to her senses.

She glanced at the news on her phone again, and then let out a slow breath.

It turned out that Qin Shu was really dead.

As soon as Qin Shu walked out of the gate of the foreign hospital, a taxi stopped in front of her.

Knowing that this was the car arranged by Yan Jing, she opened the rear door and got in without hesitation.

Sure enough, the driver didn't ask her anything, and drove her straight to her destination.

After ten minutes.

In the massage room of a beauty shop.

Yan Jing, who took off his shirt, was lying on the massage table, and the technician was gently soothing his back muscles.

When Qin Shu walked in, Yan Jing opened his phoenix eyes, waved to the technician beside him, and said in a hoarse voice: "With her here, you have nothing to do here, go down."

The female technician took a look at Qin Shu, got up and left without asking any further questions.

The door was closed again, and only Qin Shu and Yan Jing on the massage table were in the room.

Qin Shu walked towards him and said lightly, "I don't know how to massage."

After finishing speaking, she caught a glimpse of the tablet next to Yan Jing's head from the corner of her eye, and her heart skipped a beat.

Changed his words and said: "But I know acupuncture, if you want to try..."

"Okay." Yan Jing almost readily agreed, the corners of her lips curled into a curve that seemed like nothing.

Qin Shu breathed a sigh of relief, put the bag on the side cabinet, opened it, and took out the silver needle inside.

By the way, I took a box of moxa sticks and a lighter from the cabinet.

When she was preparing these things, she casually said to Yan Jing who was lying on her back: "This is not far from the National Hospital, so you are not afraid of being discovered?"

"No one knows that we meet here." Yan Jing smiled confidently.

Qin Shu didn't say much, turned to him with his things, and asked, "What important business do you want with me?"

"Did you read today's news? Chu Linchen held a funeral for you."

Yan Jing said quietly, his eyes fell on Qin Shu's face, as if he was looking forward to her reaction.

Qin Shu said without raising his eyelids: "I already know about this matter, it's nothing unusual."

"Oh?"

She walked up to Yan Jing with her things, met his interested eyes, and said calmly: "Isn't this exactly the result you wanted to see in the play you planned before?"

But he thought in his heart: Yan Jing came to him for this matter, this man is really sick.

However, I just took this opportunity to check his tablet.

Qin Shu had his own calculations in mind, and after hearing her words, Yan Jing smiled noncommittally, and then shook his head regretfully: "Unfortunately, I seem to have overestimated Chu Linchen's feelings for you. In the end, he just found a random cemetery and buried you."

Hearing that there was something in his words, Wu An didn't have any good intentions, Qin Shu didn't bother to say anything, and asked directly: "Otherwise?"

Yan Jing moved his lips, but he really had nothing to say.

Of course, he didn't want Qin Shu to know too much about his inner thoughts.

He didn't talk about the funeral anymore, but smiled, and said casually: "I'm suddenly looking forward to these people mourning in front of your tombstone, what will happen if they see you alive in front of them?" reacted."

Qin Shu slightly paused the hand holding the silver needle, and said in a low voice, "There will be such a day."

She will definitely come back to them!

Yan Jing saw her expression, and narrowed her phoenix eyes, "Well, then you must complete our cooperation."

"This is for sure."