After cheating into marriage, the perverse and evil young man turns into a wife slave in seconds

Zheng Zhihui raised his eyes in surprise, and what came into view was that familiar handsome face.

When their eyes met at close range, Zheng Zhihui was so panicked that her heartbeat stagnated for two beats, even with a mask on her face.

"Are you OK?"

When the man's voice came, Zheng Zhihui suddenly came back to her senses and lowered her head in panic. She didn't dare to speak. She only shook her head to express that she was fine, broke away from his hand, and reached out to push the door of the lounge in panic. .

She could no longer think about why Zhang Boxuan came backstage. At this moment, she just wanted to avoid him.

Zhang Boxuan's eyes fell on the bloody mark scratched by nails on her fair forearm, and his eyes tightened, "Are you injured?"

He took her wrist again.

Just as Zheng Zhihui was about to break away from his touch, a rapid sound of high heels came to her ears.

"Sherry, the medicine box is here..."

A female colleague ran over and found that the person standing next to Zheng Zhihui was actually Zhang Boxuan. She was stunned, her eyes turned around the two of them in astonishment, and finally stopped on Zhang Boxuan, "...Zhang, Mr. Zhang, you are here too."

Zhang Boxuan nodded politely towards the other party.

"Give it to me and I'll help her apply the medicine."

After he finished speaking, he took the small medicine box from his female colleague, turned around and pulled Zheng Zhihui into the break room.

It wasn't until the door to the break room closed that the female colleague came back to her senses.

What's going on?

In the lounge.

Zheng Zhihui was pulled to sit on the sofa, her head still in a down state.

It wasn't until her forearm was held by a large, warm hand, and a sterile iodine swab fell on the wound, that the slight pain made her regain consciousness.

The man sat next to her and treated her wounds. Zheng Zhihui was extremely confused by Zhang Boxuan's actions, but she did not dare to think whether he had recognized her.

She still lowered her head, not daring to look at him, let alone speak.

It was too embarrassing to fight in public. She could only pray in her heart that he didn't recognize her. What he was doing now was just kindness to a strange girl.

"Just did a good job."

Zheng Zhihui was praying silently in her heart when she suddenly heard his words. She was startled and subconsciously looked up at him.

Zhang Boxuan looked past the butterfly-shaped mask and looked into her eyes, "If someone bullies you, you should fight back."

Zheng Zhihui's eyes trembled suddenly, and she heard him say something more with praise, "You were very brave just now."

Facing those dark eyes, Zheng Zhihui's heart trembled violently, and an indescribable feeling flashed through her heart. She hurriedly lowered her head again, biting her lips tightly, but still said nothing.

Zhang Boxuan turned his attention back to her wound and continued to gently apply medicine on her.

There was a moment of silence in the lounge, and the wound was almost finished. Zhang Boxuan finally smiled helplessly, "Are you going to never take off your mask or talk to me?"

Zheng Zhihui's whole body suddenly froze.

In fact, she knew in her heart that he had recognized her a long time ago.

But she didn't want to admit it until she was exposed in person.

Because I don't want to face him.

But now——

This was all he said. No matter how embarrassed or embarrassed she was, she had nowhere to hide.

Zheng Zhihui took a deep breath, raised her hand and slowly took off the mask on her face, but she still kept her eyes lowered.

Because she didn't know what she should say in this situation.

After a long while, she whispered, "Thank you."

The distance between the two was very close. Zhang Boxuan looked at her obviously thin face, his heart ached slightly and his throat rolled. He said softly, "It's just a little effort."

Zheng Zhihui's hand holding the mask became a little tight, "I'm talking about what happened on the stage just now."

"That's what I said."

Zheng Zhihui's eyelashes trembled, and she finally raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes slightly glazed over.

Zhang Boxuan bandaged her wound with a thin layer of gauze, "The wound is taken care of. Go change clothes and I'll take you home."

Zheng Zhihui almost instinctively shook her head and refused, "Don't bother, I can do it myself..."

"The entrance to the back door of the bar is under construction today, so taxis can't get in." Zhang Boxuan interrupted her.

Zheng Zhihui looked at him in surprise.

How did he know she would take a taxi through the back door?

Before she could think about this issue in detail, Zhang Boxuan had already brought her thoughts to the next topic.

"Or don't change clothes and just leave?"

Zheng Zhihui was wearing a formal dress for the stage, which was provided by the bar. Naturally, she couldn't wear it. She blurted out, "No, I need to change clothes."

"Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Zheng Zhihui, "..."

Did she mean to agree to go with him?

Seeing the man leaning slightly towards the sofa, as if waiting for her to change clothes, Zheng Zhihui's words of rejection came to her lips, but she never said them out.

Finally, she silently got up and went to the dressing room.

Less than five minutes after she left, Zhang Boxuan's phone rang.

Seeing that it was Han Shangzheng calling, Zhang Boxuan picked up the call.

"Brother, tonight is an important meeting for project decision-making. What's wrong with you just taking a phone call and missing out?"

As soon as the call came through, Han Shangzheng started yelling on the other side of the phone, "Where have you been and how long will it take for you to come back? The whole world is waiting for you."

Zhang Boxuan said, "There are some things to deal with. I won't be back."

Han Shangzheng over there was stunned for a moment and asked nervously, "What's the situation? Did something big happen to your company?"

"No, it's my private matter." Zhang Boxuan said, "You and Ah Shi can just decide on the plan. You don't have to wait for me."

"Private, private matter?"

The decibel level of Han Shangzheng's voice was several tones higher.

"No, haven't you always been more focused on work? Why did you give up your job today because of personal matters? Quickly tell me, what personal matters made you so nervous that you left your official duties..."

"I'm busy here, hang up."

Zhang Boxuan hung up the phone directly and cut off the questioning on the other side.

Fifteen minutes later.

Zheng Zhihui followed Zhang Boxuan to the black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked next to the bar.

Zhang Boxuan walked straight to the passenger seat, opened the car door, and looked at the woman a few steps away, "Get in the car."

Zheng Zhihui paused and looked at the opened passenger seat in shock, then at the empty driver's seat.

He went out tonight without a driver?

He wants to take her home in person?

Seeing that she didn't move, Zhang Boxuan asked, "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Zheng Zhihui came to her senses, walked quickly to the passenger side, and said thank you before getting in the car.

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The car quickly got on the road smoothly, but Zheng Zhihui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was lost in thought.

In the past, she always liked to sit in Zhang Boxuan's passenger seat for various reasons while he was driving.

Because she feels that the passenger seat means that it is exclusively for her girlfriend.

Zhang Boxuan always seemed to be helplessly pestered by her before acquiescing to her getting in the car, but every time, Zheng Zhihui was very happy, chirping in his ear like a joyful bird.

But tonight, she sat unusually quiet.