Kidnap a Hong Kong black executive's husband

Fire and electricity prevention

Zhong also remembered that he installed a closed-circuit television at home. Although he refused to admit it, he couldn't help but turn on the computer in his office out of curiosity, and turned on his own surveillance.

I looked for several places, but I didn't see her anywhere, not even a shadow.

He was a little surprised. Just when he was about to turn off the computer, the door of the living room was opened from the outside. He deliberately adjusted his position, and then he saw that it was Qianhe. Seeing her carrying a vegetable basket, don't think about her. What are you doing?

After taking off the thick coat, she went directly to the kitchen to work.

Seeing this, Zhong also stretched his neck to see what kind of vegetables she had bought, but soon he realized that something was wrong with him.

Wait a minute, what is he expecting? !

Look at the scene where she is skillfully tying the apron and turban, and Chuya holds his forehead in despair.

Now it's difficult to say that she doesn't look like a housewife, isn't she doing just that now!

Gasp, sometimes he has to forget that she's only 16.

She was obviously still in school and turned herself into a housewife. Not only was she surprised, even he was almost assimilated.

No matter how I think about it, I know it's impossible to continue like this. Maybe she is doing this because she is too free, so should he find something for her to do?

Thinking of what she said last night, Chuya immediately decided to do something to divert her attention.

He propped his head and thought for a while, and finally he also thought of a way.

Five minutes later, a group of men in black suits and sunglasses entered his office.

"Mr. Nakahara, all the famous high schools in Japan are on it, please take a look." After finishing speaking, the men respectfully handed the stacks of thick rosters to the table in front of Nakaya, and then went out .

"Hold on."

Just as they were about to go out, Chuya suddenly called out to stop them.

"What else can I order, Mr. Zhongyuan?"

"...Do you have any children? How old are they? Boys and girls? Where do you study?" Zhong also deliberately used the roster to cover his face, so as not to let his subordinates see his embarrassment at the moment.

"My child is 15 this year. He is a son who is studying in Saitama County High School." The bald man at the head said honestly.

"Son can't do it, the next one." Zhong Ye denied it without thinking.

"My family has a daughter who is 16 this year and is studying at PK Academy." Another man with thick hair and a curly back with a sinister face said.

Looking at his face for a while, Zhong couldn't help asking, "Do you have a picture of your daughter?"

What if his daughter looked as scary as he did?

Surely she would be terrified?Zhong also thought silently.

In short, now he just needs to find a random school and put her in it. As long as she has something to do, she won't have the energy to think about marrying him all day long, and he doesn't have to worry about how she is at home every day. of.

Sure enough, sending her to school is a good way.

Zhong was also impressed by his wit, and at the same time, he also personally experienced that it would be such a happy thing for those parents who spared no expense to send their troubled children to school by hand, and he was relieved.

So in order to correct the child's personality as soon as possible, from this moment on, he has to keep a certain distance from her as much as possible, Chuya thought with righteous indignation.

So, he decided to sleep in the office today and not go back.

At night, Qianhe was alone in front of the dining table, and the food at the table was cold and then hot, and hot and cold again.

She was so hungry that her stomach was rumbling, but she still couldn't get up the energy to eat.

During this period of time, the two of them had been eating together, and she suddenly returned to her original form, which made her somewhat at a loss. It was not because of hypocrisy, but because she thought that he would come back suddenly if she was not sure.

After all, it is better for the so-called good wife and mother or the Yamato Nadeko type of women not to eat before the husband who has gone out to work and has not returned.

In fact, she would rather watch him eat than eat it herself.

Eating it alone is very different from eating it with two people.

In the time and space when she lived with Bakugo, she often stayed alone in the vacant room, and the popular heroes were no less busy than the Mafia, and more often than not, she felt that Bakugo was definitely much more free than Zhong also.

Because of this, although she is used to being alone, she often feels very lonely as she wants to feel accompanied. What's more, he is here these days, and she has to get used to the warm atmosphere of having someone at home.

It's just that the person who should be more relaxed now has not returned home yet.

Looking at the yellowed vegetables with her head propped up, Qianhe stood up silently, and finally decided to throw the things away, because she suddenly lost her appetite and didn't want to eat anything.

When you are hungry for a certain period of time, you will naturally feel nothing. When you smell the food, you will not be able to arouse your appetite at all, and you may even feel a little nauseous.

After packing up her things, she raised her head and stared at the entrance for a while, but no matter how long she looked at it, there was still no movement.

This could not help but remind her of the long years of waiting for Baohao. Although he really treated her very well, and she didn't need to worry about her husband having an affair at all, but the years of gathering less and leaving more, still Let her have no good feelings or expectations for the memories of that period.

Instead of waiting with hope all the time, it is better to get used to being alone from the beginning, without thoughts and constraints.

After a while, Qianhe folded back again, opened the refrigerator, took out the ingredients bought today and silently cooked another meal, and finally put the bento box containing fresh meals into the refrigerator.

Then she went back to her room and never came out again for a long time.

Zhong also looked at the figure projected on the monitor, frowning.In fact, since an hour ago, he couldn't help but turned on the computer to check on her situation, and he was completely aware of her actions of waiting for him to come back and throwing out the food and making a new one. .

He thought she would fail and give up.

But she didn't.

He didn't understand, what was she insisting on?And what are you holding on to until now?

Is it just because of the damn ghost predictive ability?

Is she a fool?

Zhong Ye clenched his fist, the veins on his forehead popped out.

Just when Zhong also decided to turn off the surveillance video, she came out of the room again at this moment. He was a little puzzled, but he still looked down patiently.

She walked to the entrance, stood on tiptoe and looked at the peephole on the door.

Obviously it was the rhythm of someone visiting.

Could it be that damn golden retriever next door is planning to make trouble again while he's away?

Thinking of this, Chuya's brows were frowned tightly, and even his fists were clenched.

But he had already educated her before, and he only let her go after he made her promise again and again that he wouldn't let the kid next door come into his room easily.

Even so, he was still a little worried about that slippery boy.

And in the next second, Qianhe really opened the door directly in the video.

Unfortunately, the pen in Chuya's hand became a victim.

After seeing who it was, Zhong couldn't sit still.

——What the hell are you afraid of?

Staring at the man in the windbreaker displayed on the screen, Chu also wished he could use his thoughts to execute the curly man with his natural smile on the spot.

How much time is it, why is that bastard Dazai harassing her? !

He didn't care about other things during this meeting, and immediately kicked the door out, so fast that passers-by could only see an afterimage, and he shuttled nimbly and freely through the underground building in Hong Kong and Hei like a gust of wind. In the spacious hallway.

"Would you like a hot drink?" Qianhe came out with a cup of hot cocoa.

Because Zhong is not at home very much, there is basically no stock at home, and Hot Coco bought it for her from outside because of her thinness.

"It's really cold. I still can't warm up after being in the house for so long. I think I need a loving hug to warm my body up quickly~"

While speaking, Dazai held Qianzuru's hand, and his tone was very pleasant.

Qianhe was not in a hurry to withdraw his hand, but wrapped his hand around his cold hand, and then put his hand on the body of the cup, letting him feel the temperature of the cup after boiling water.

Sure enough, Dazai's hands turned red, and then his entire face turned red.

"Is it comfortable? This method has a miraculous effect on hands and feet that are afraid of the cold!" Chizuru squinted and smiled.

"Yeah~ yay~ yay~ Chizuru-chan's method is really effective, my body seems to be heating up right away~"

Dazai also laughed so hard that his flowers were trembling, but it was obvious that his hand could no longer hold on, but just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Chizuru's hand locked his hand tightly again.

"I can feel Chizuru-chan's passionate love for me, just like this cup of cocoa~"

"Yeah, let's feel it~" Nodding, Qianzuru seemed to be coaxing a child.

After a while, feeling that he had reached the limit, Chizuru kindly let go, and Dazai's bandaged hand was finally saved.

Holding the handle of the cup with his healthy fingers, Dazai took a sip of hot cocoa as he wished, with a satisfied expression on his face, "Ah, it really deserves to be brewed with love, Chizuru-chan is really careful—no, this taste !"

At this time, Dazai suddenly jumped up from the sofa, and then walked straight to the kitchen, sniffing at the smell, looking like a big starving dog.

"Could it be that Chizuru-chan, you still cook?!" Dazai looked at her excitedly.

"Yes."

Qianhe sat down on the sofa at the side, and watched him start flipping the meals she cooked for Zhongya. Seeing that he wanted to pretend, she was happy to act with him, anyway, she would be bored if she didn't come back today.

He can eat those meals whenever he wants.

Chizuru thought angrily.

Then Dazai really picked up his chopsticks and started to eat, slurring something like delicious food.

It is a happy thing to be recognized by others for the meals I cook. Since Chuya will not go home today, don't blame her for not leaving food.

Dazai ate and drank for a while, and the meals reserved for Chuya were basically eaten.

Halfway through eating, Dazai suddenly raised his head and said to Chizuru outside——

"Hey, I saw it, Chizuru-chan met another man today, right?"

Hearing this, Chizuru was taken aback, and looked at Dazai, who also looked at her with interest.

Coincidentally, the entrance door was opened from the outside, and it was Chuya who came back in a hurry. Seeing Dazai cheating on food and drink, his mood darkened instantly with his expression.

Seeing this, Dazai hooked his lips into a smile.

"Ah, it seems that the timing of my words is not right~"