Marriage involuntarily

Ning Wanqing went back to the side hall for dinner. Since Ouyang Muchen didn't come home, the magnificent oval dining table at home has lost its meaning. She began to order Sun Yu to bring the food to the small table beside her, and sit alone. Eating quietly, her appetite is also very strange recently, sometimes she feels hungry, as if eating too much is not enough, and sometimes she hates any food, even the taste of rice makes her want to vomit.

This time was no exception. She first ate a bowl of rice with great interest, and then added a second bowl. As a result, she just ate half of it, and suddenly vomited out with a "wow".

A sour smell immediately filled the entire dining table.It was obviously a meal just eaten, but after being corroded by gastric juice, it became so unbearable.After Ning Wanqing vomited, she no longer had an appetite, so she sat down and watched Sun Yu clean up.

In addition to her memory and appetite, she seems to have become sluggish.He always sat there motionless and in the same posture, his eyes half-closed, like a lethargic cat.

On this day, she was in a daze when Ouyang Muchen, who hadn't been seen for several days, came back.

He was not the only one who came back, behind him was a group of well-dressed men and women who were important members of his company and gang.

Ning Wanqing didn't know that Ouyang Muchen and his people had already planned to rectify all the gray income sources of the Hei family.

What Ouyang Muchen is about to set off is the economic transformation of the entire V country and even Southeast Asia.

When this group of people stepped into the bright and spacious hall with high spirits and high spirits, what greeted them was not the hostess with elegant manners and well-spoken words, but a woman sitting on a sofa chair with her back hunched over and taking a nap.

"Wan Qing?" Ouyang Muchen looked at her in surprise.He stood far away, with an expression on his face that seemed he didn't recognize her.

Ning Wanqing raised her head, looked around blankly with her dull eyes, and finally met Ouyang Muchen's eyes.

Then, she grinned foolishly: "You're back."

Ouyang Muchen frowned slightly.The group of people behind him also had different expressions, some were curious, some were contemptuous, and some couldn't believe it.

Although Ning Wanqing doesn't participate in social activities very often, she has always had a good reputation in the upper class. Even the most picky and gossiping ladies will smile and praise her when they mention her.

Among Ouyang Muchen's subordinates, those who have met her still have the impression of a gentle and generous female image, while those who have not met her, such as Ouyang Muchen's chief secretary, the only woman present, She was deeply disappointed with Ning Wanqing in front of her.

How can such a woman be worthy of the president who is perfect in all aspects?
Ning Wanqing still smiled foolishly, she didn't seem to have the concept of standing up to greet her.She also didn't know how she was reflected in the eyes of others at this time, because she hadn't looked in the mirror for many days.

The study room on the third floor was temporarily converted into a meeting room. Ouyang Muchen's group worked as hard as he did. They went up from ten o'clock in the morning to seven or eight o'clock in the evening before going downstairs one after another.

Most of the people in this group are old and prudent, but there are also young, lively and energetic people. For example, Li Weiwei, Ouyang Muchen's administrative assistant, is a tall young man with a baby face. Holding his belly, he shouted: "Very hungry!" He ran to the side of chief secretary Jiang Yuwei with a concerned face and said courteously, "Sister Yuwei, you are so thin, you haven't eaten for almost a day, how can you hold on?"

Jiang Yuwei was not in a good mood, but she still kept smiling: "The president hasn't eaten from morning till night just like us, hasn't he also complained about being hungry?"

Li Weiwei exclaimed: "What's the difference? The president is a man, and sister Yuwei, you are the only woman among us." Wan Lu is a little popular among us, so he must take care of him carefully, not to mention that he has a crush on this elegant-looking and vigorous-looking man. Secretary Jiang has been with me for a long time!
The branch president at the side, Zhu Jifan, smiled and encouraged: "We will go to the restaurant later, the only thing you have to do is to urge Yuwei to eat more, their girls are always reluctant to eat too much outside in order to keep fit. "

Li Weilian claimed that it was, while observing Jiang Yuwei's face, she saw that she was smiling at the corner of her mouth, but half of the smile didn't go into her eyes.I don't know what to worry about.

What Jiang Yuwei was worried about was Ouyang Muchen himself. He did not go downstairs with them. After the ten-hour meeting ended, he stood up to thank them for their hard work, and then stayed alone to continue checking the documents.Everyone knows that he has a steadfast temper, so they don't dare to persuade him too much.Jiang Yuwei hesitated to speak, but finally reluctantly left with everyone under the pressure of Ouyang Muchen's eyes.As the only one among these people who knew that Ouyang Muchen had a serious stomach problem, she was really worried at the moment, and she wanted to turn around to see if he was alright.But she knew in her heart that such behavior was a bit out of line for a subordinate of hers.

Downstairs in the living room, Jiang Yuwei saw the passing maid, and quickly walked forward: "Excuse me, is your wife there?"

The maid looked at her suspiciously, and Jiang Yuwei smiled quickly: "I am the secretary of President Ouyang, and I have always admired Mrs. Ouyang. I have a few words that I would like to talk to my wife alone."

The people behind stopped and watched curiously. Li Weiyi murmured: "When did our shrewd and capable chief secretary become a fan of the lady?" Although the volume was low, it was still heard by Zhu Jifan who was standing aside. He slapped Li Weiyi on the forehead hard: "Shut up, kid."

Li Weiyi smiled embarrassingly.The maid pointed to a room upstairs, Jiang Yuwei turned to them and said, "Excuse me, please wait a moment."

"It's okay, sister Yuwei, go! I'm happy to wait as long as I want." Li Weiwei said doggy.

Jiang Yuwei smiled slightly, then turned and walked upstairs.

She thought it might be a studio, a piano room, or a study room, but she never thought that it was an audio-visual room.

A boring youth idol drama was playing on the huge screen that occupied the entire wall, while Ouyang Zhanchen's wife, Ning Wanqing, was nestled on the white leather sofa opposite, dozing off little by little.Jiang Yuwei was so astonished and surprised that she stood there speechless for a while.

He was so worried, but she was so idle, and her husband hadn't eaten for ten hours in a row. Shouldn't a wife take the initiative to offer a delicious dinner at this time?

She clenched her fist, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice, "Mrs. Ouyang."

The person who fell asleep suddenly woke up, raised a pair of confused eyes and looked at her: "You are?"

"I'm President Ouyang's chief secretary, Jiang Yuwei." She replied with a serious face.

"Oh... what's the matter?" She moved her tingling legs and rubbed her eyes again.

Compared with Jiang Yuwei, who was dressed in a high-end white suit and painted on her face with elegant and delicate makeup, her appearance was simply unbearable.

A head of long black hair was scattered behind her back, frizzy because she hadn't taken care of it for a long time, like a mess.His face was pale and dull, and even his lips were slightly pale. A pair of beautifully shaped eyes were opened dully, a little distracted, looking straight ahead, and it took a long time to turn his eyes slightly.She wore a long black skirt on her slender body, her exposed arms were dry and thin, and her ten fingers were also pale, without a trace of blood.

For some reason, Jiang Yuwei felt that she didn't look like a human being, but like a zombie imprisoned in an old castle——she was taken aback by her own thoughts, she gathered herself together, and spoke to her again.

"Mrs. Ouyang, forgive me for being rude. It's already 08:30 in the evening. President Ouyang hasn't eaten for a day. Don't you plan to order the maid to prepare dinner?"

"...Isn't it only noon?" Ning Wanqing said slowly and full of doubts, "I saw that you are still in a meeting, so I dare not go up and disturb..."

"Mrs. Ouyang!" Jiang Yuwei was a little angry, thinking that she was sitting here watching some frothy dramas and forgot the time, but she was still trying to find an excuse, "Do you really not know what time it is? Then please go downstairs and watch it." How about watching it? I don't think you should continue to sit here and watch these meaningless TV series!"

Ning Wanqing was surprised by Jiang Yuwei's sudden anger, but immediately smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry...I'll go down now."

She has such a good temper, but Jiang Yuwei who was so angry was speechless. She stood aside sullenly, watching her get up slowly, but the moment she stood up, her thin body swayed, Suddenly fell to the side!
Jiang Yuwei couldn't stop her, but fortunately there was a sofa beside her. Ning Wanqing collapsed on the sofa, closed her eyes, quickly supported the sofa to stand up, and raised her pale lips to Jiang Yuwei: "I'm sorry, I've been sitting for a long time. Numb legs."

She clearly doesn't need to apologize to anyone, but she apologizes anyway because she thinks she scares the other person.Jiang Yuwei's face could no longer be tense, and she couldn't help but walked over to support her: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ning Wanqing was supported by her, and the two walked out together. When they reached the corridor, Ning Wanqing turned her head and said, "I can walk by myself, thank you."

Jiang Yuwei put down her hands, and under the abundant light in the corridor, she found that Ning Wanqing's face was so pale that it was almost transparent.The wind lifted her wide skirt, making her look like she was going to disappear.A bad premonition inexplicably appeared in Jiang Yuwei's heart.

"It's a bit late, but can I invite you to stay for dinner?" Ning Wanqing said with a smile.

Jiang Yuwei came back to her senses: "No need, the president has already made arrangements for us."

"Oh, really." Ning Wanqing nodded lightly.

Jiang Yuwei couldn't help but said: "The president's stomach problem is very serious, he is busy with work right now, maybe he doesn't remember to eat at all, Madam please worry more..."

It's always a little strange to say these words from her mouth, as if blaming Ning Wanqing, the hostess, for not caring enough about Ouyang Muchen, but she can't care less, after all, for her, the president's body More important than anything else.

Ning Wanqing didn't think about it after hearing this, she just smiled and said, "I see, thank you for reminding me."

Jiang Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little more fond of the president's wife who looked more casual.

After sending off Ouyang Muchen's subordinates, Ning Wanqing could no longer resist the bursts of weakness in her body, and sat heavily on the sofa in the living room.

Her chest felt dull, like nausea, or heartache.There was no strength in her body, she just wanted to close her eyes and fall asleep.She knows that once she closes her eyes, time will go fast, just like she accidentally took a nap in the audio-visual room because of a boring plot, and when she opened her eyes again, she was told that it was already night.

"Ayu..." she called softly.

A maid named Ayu came out of nowhere and quietly came to her, looking at her worriedly.

"Ayu, please go to the kitchen and make some soup, which tastes lighter." She said weakly.

Ayu nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

She sat on the sofa, trying hard to concentrate, but the things in front of her gradually blurred until they turned into black.

She slipped off the sofa quietly like a fallen leaf, and fell silently onto the pure white carpet.

The maid who had just left turned back and looked at Ning Wanqing on the ground with a weird smile on her face.She turned around and looked upstairs, then squatted down and supported Ning Wanqing's neck to make her face her.

She has completely lost consciousness.As the dose of the drug increased, her symptoms of fainting, amnesia, hallucinations, and even dramatic personality changes, suspiciousness, and irritability would become more and more serious.

If things go on like this, will she not last until Ouyang Muchen personally tortures her to death, and will she die first?

That's not okay.The third wife will be angry.

She reached out and pinched her cheeks, forcing her to open her mouth, and then took out a bag of white powder and poured it into her mouth.

The unconscious person was unable to swallow, so she picked up the water on the table, put her knee on her neck, raised her head high, and then flushed the powder down her throat with water.

Some water slid down the corner of her lips, the maid closed her mouth, picked up a rag that was set aside and wiped her face casually.

Ning Wanqing closed her eyes tightly and let her manipulate her without moving.

In the end, she dragged her arms, pulled her onto the sofa, straightened her head, and helped her comb her hair so that she looked as if she was asleep.

Ouyang Muchen pressed his aching stomach and walked downstairs exhausted.

When they went downstairs, they saw Ning Wanqing sleeping on the sofa.

There was a faint smell of food in the kitchen. When he walked in, he saw the maid cleaning the dishes.

In the trash can next to it was the leftovers that had just been thrown away.

"Has supper already, Madame?" he asked.

The maid turned around and nodded hesitantly.He slowly stretched out his hand again and made a questioning gesture: "Have you eaten yet?"

Ouyang Muchen shook his head: "No need." His expression showed a faint disappointment.

The maid watched Ouyang Muchen go out, with a smile of success on her face.But if he turns around at this time, she can immediately return to that cautious and innocent look.

Ouyang Muchen came to the living room, endured the stomachache, and carried Ning Wanqing upstairs.

Her body is so light that she hardly feels the weight.A sleeping little face was buried in his chest, looking pale and thin.

Why is she sleeping so much lately?