Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Hearing this, Chu Xiao was like a headless chicken, losing his mind.

"Then what are we going to do? Just watch him come back to manage the company?"

Li Zhengzheng narrowed her eyes and pondered, "I can only advance the shareholders' meeting."

To avoid long nights and dreams, she moved the shareholders meeting forward to tomorrow.

As soon as the notice was issued, Chu Wenchen strongly opposed it, "I don't agree!"

In the evening, Li Zhengzheng, who had just taken a shower and was sitting in front of the dressing table for skin care, was puzzled when she heard this, "Why? You were in favor of it before."

Chu Wenchen was brooding over what happened in the company today, "Although I don't like Mu Han, he has never contradicted me. Today, Chu Xiao was so angry that his blood pressure rose and he was almost hospitalized. With his personality, the Chu Group If it falls into his hands, it will be defeated."

Li Zhengzheng has also heard about the company's affairs. She finished applying the essence and lotion, then slowly got up and walked towards Chu Wenchen and said, "But the Chu family can only get rid of Dad's management when it is in Ah Xiao's hands."

Chu Wenchen frowned imperceptibly.

Li Zhengzheng raised his eyebrows, and seeing it worked, he continued, "Even if the company is in Ah Xiao's hands, he may not necessarily manage it." The implication is that Chu Xiao is a puppet, and he is the real manager behind the scenes.

Just like Chu Muhan's relationship with Mr. Chu before he came back.

Seeing Chu Wenchen, Li Zhengzheng hesitated even more, pinched Chu Wenchen's shoulder flatteringly, and fanned the flames: "I don't think you want to live a lifetime with the shadow of the past."

These words touched Chu Wenchen's Ni Lin, and he stood by Li Zhengzheng's side without hesitation.

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At the same time, Longhua high-end apartment.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon."

Accompanied by the man's deep and solid voice, the sound of gasping for air could be heard from time to time in the huge room.

A pair of overlapping figures are reflected on the wall——

Song Qianxi was wearing a silver silk pajamas, revealing her bruised shoulders. Chu Muhan poured the medicinal wine on his palm and rubbed her shoulders until it became hot. She trembled from the pain.

After wiping off the medicinal wine, Song Qianxi was lying on the bed dripping with sweat, not wanting to move.

Suddenly, the pajamas were lifted up, and she stood up suddenly in shock, the movement was too large and the injury on the shoulder was pulled, she grinned in pain and curled up on the bed, seeing her in such pain, Chu Muhan's anger towards Chu Xiao became even deeper point.

He comforted Song Qianxi, "I just want to wipe your sweat for you."

Song Qianxi shook her head, unable to make a sound, she could only say with her lips: "No, I can do it myself."

"You can't move your hands back now." Chu Muhan said, "Stop talking nonsense, when the time comes, the sweat will be absorbed and the humidity will be heavy."

Song Qianxi was a little embarrassed, but the feeling of sweat sticking to her clothes was really uncomfortable.

She lay on the bed like a duck to a sedan chair, Chu Muhan knew that she was shy, so he didn't completely lift up her pajamas, but reached into the pajamas with a hand holding a towel, gently wiping off her sweat.

This is the closest contact they have had since they met.

Song Qianxi buried her face in the pillow to hide the blush on her face.

After wiping off the sweat, Song Qianxi leaned against Chu Muhan's arms weakly. During this time, Song Qianxi was troubled by the nightmare in the basement, and Chu Muhan would accompany her to sleep before leaving.

She looked at the gauze removed from Chu Muhan's left wrist, revealing a gunshot wound, and gently rubbed her fingertips, "Can't the ointment developed by Jiang Yu remove this scar?"

Seeing this scar, Song Qianxi would think of the scene where Chu Muhan was shot and fell into the sea.

Like a slideshow, it kept flashing in my mind.