There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

He Lianquan didn't know at all that his expression since he came to the company today has revealed his heart, and he felt a little embarrassed when Nick said that.

"No such thing."

He Lianquan straightened his face, and said to NICK in a flat tone.

He still said no, the longing and worry on his face were already on the verge of coming out.

Nick refrained from saying this sarcasm, just nodded respectfully, left the office, and called Uncle Ji in Xishan Villa in a blink of an eye.

"I think the president is in a very strange state today."

NICK and Uncle Ji complained.

"The madam has been out of her mind all day today, and she seems to miss the president very much."

Uncle Ji said to NICK not to be outdone.

One of these two people looked at He Lianquan and the other looked at Zhen Jiabao, and they couldn't figure it out at all, it was only a few hours apart, how could these two people be able to toss themselves out of their minds?

Is this what is called love?

Uncle Ji and NICK both sighed relative to each other on the phone.

It seems that this is the sorrow of a single dog. While watching other people's love, they have to worry about themselves.

Just tired.

Although he said that there was no need to go home early, He Lianquan still made the decision to leave early today out of integrity.

When he left the company, He Lianquan told NICK to contact him immediately if there was any emergency with a serious face, and left the office as if he didn't see the teasing expression on Zhu You's face.

"After all, the power of love is the greatest...Our president who has always been serious and rigorous in his work actually leaves early sometimes."

One of the secretaries outside the door pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and couldn't help mumbling.

NICK heard this sentence very keenly, and the corner of his mouth also opened an arc.

"Who said it wasn't."

Although Zhen Jiabao had been tangled in the Xishan villa for a whole day, when He Lianquan returned to the Xishan villa, he stopped thinking about it strangely.

Maybe it's because these two people have been too mediocre in terms of diet these past few days. The kitchen specially graciously arranged a romantic candlelight dinner for them today-of course, this was only after Uncle Ji reminded the chef to come out. got the idea.

Zhen Jiabao understood in his heart what the country and the chef meant by preparing the candlelight dinner—it was just to create romance for her and He Lianquan. Although Zhen Jiabao fully understood the painstaking efforts of Uncle Ji and the chef, he still felt dumbfounded.

After He Lianquan returned to the villa, he did not expect that the room would be full of darkness to greet him. The headlights in the villa were turned off, and only the dim yellow wall lamp emitted a not-so-bright light to guide Helian Quan's steps.

As soon as He Lianquan entered the door, he found that apart from the lights in the living room being turned off, there was a soft light emitting from the door of the dining room in the corner, scattered on the floor of the living room like a whole layer of moonlight.

He Lianquan couldn't help but shook his head, wondering what kind of tricks this was.

Zhen Jiabao was lying on the side of the dining table, covering his cheeks, waiting for Helian Quan to come back. Maybe it was because he was too focused that he didn't notice the sound of Helian Quan's footsteps, and the servants in the villa were preparing the candlelight for the table again. After dinner, he left the main house, so when Zhen Jiabao finally found out that He Lianquan had returned, he was almost taken aback.

He Lianquan was no better than Zhen Jiabao, he really didn't expect that the people in Xishan Villa, who usually followed the rules, would have such thoughts.

Seeing Zhen Jiabao who still couldn't hide the blush on his face under the candlelight, He Lianquan's eyes darkened, and his fingers twitched unconsciously.

Zhen Jiabao didn't notice anything strange about He Lianquan at all, and stood up after spotting He Lianquan, but didn't know what to say.

Welcome back?

No no no, that's weird.

A little pleasantries?Feeling a little alienated again.

Fortunately, He Lianquan didn't entangle Zhen Jiabao for too long, and he took the initiative to say to Zhen Jiabao, "What kind of day is this? The preparations are so grand."

Zhen Jiabao didn't know how to tell He Lianquan—isn't this obvious?

He Lianquan didn't leave any embarrassing time for Zhen Jiabao. He took off his coat and sat down at the dining table.

In order to match the theme of today's candlelight dinner, the chef cooks Western-style dishes, which are rarely seen on the dining table of Xishan Villa. Even He Lianquan was a little surprised.

Just as Uncle Ji and the chef hoped, He Lianquan and Zhen Jiabao lived up to their kindness. They picked up the red wine glasses at hand, smiled at each other, clinked them tacitly, and drank them down in one gulp.

With the catalyst of alcohol, everything seemed to be logical, until he and Helian Quan went to the bedroom on the second floor, Zhen Jiabao seemed to have regained a little bit of his consciousness, and deeply hated that he shouldn't drink. .

It's a pity that He Lianquan didn't leave any time for Zhen Jiabao to regret or think wildly, and soon Zhen Jiabao was brought by He Lianquan to a beautiful dream.

Although it was said that he had been ill a few days ago, Helian Quan's physical strength was obviously not reduced by half due to the illness, at least in Zhen Jiabao's dazed thoughts, he gritted his teeth and read this sentence.

Didn't he just get sick a few days ago? It's so fierce, it doesn't look like a sick person.

But Zhen Jiabao's thoughts were only a momentary thing, and Zhen Jiabao's consciousness was ups and downs like a boat in the storm.

When Zhen Jiabao woke up in a daze the next morning, it was already mid-sun, and he didn't know if it was because Zhen Jiabao drank last night or because He Lianquan was too unsympathetic. Close your eyes and sleep for a while.

pain!
Headache!

low back pain!

It hurts everywhere!

Zhen Jiabao grinned his teeth and climbed up from the bed with difficulty while supporting his waist with his hands.

Thinking back yesterday, he did hear the sound of water in his ears in the mist. Zhen Jiabao moved and felt that his body was not sticky with sweat. He thought that He Lianquan should have washed himself.

He Lianquan has been out for work for an unknown amount of time, and Zhen Jiabao is lying on the bed, which is not an option, and he really feels uncomfortable and unable to move, lying on the bed with a confused face, wondering whether he should be called a maid come over.

But fortunately, when He Lianquan left Xishan Villa to go to work, he left instructions for the maids to come and see if Zhen Jiabao woke up every hour or so.

So it didn't take long for Zhen Jiabao to wake up, and the maid who was ordered to check on her found out that she had woken up. Zhen Jiabao was a little embarrassed, but the maid seemed to be used to it and cared about Zhen Jiabao first. After shaking his body, he respectfully asked Zhen Jiabao if he wanted to eat now.

To be honest, Zhen Jiabao didn't feel hungry when he just woke up, but after all, he was a little tired yesterday, so his body was sore and weak.

"Then serve the food first."

Zhen Jiabao instructed the maid with a troubled face.

The maid seemed to have known about this outcome long ago, so she responded sweetly, then turned around and left the bedroom.

Zhen Jiabao supported his body on the bed with his limp arms and sat on the headboard, but even this slight movement made Zhen Jiabao feel as if his body was falling apart.

"It seems that this man really can't be too used to it...it's simply too presumptuous."

Zhen Jiabao was leaning on the head of the bed rubbing his arms while muttering to himself.

He Lianquan, who was working seriously in the office, suddenly sneezed for some reason, but it surprised NICK who was reporting to work.

NICK thought to himself that after his president just got sick a few days ago, didn't he say that there would be no problems during this period?How did it take so long to start sneezing.

Only Helian Quan knew that the sneezing was not at all due to physical discomfort, but simply because someone started talking about him.

Thinking of the miserable look of Zhen Jiabao he saw when he went out this morning, He Lianquan couldn't help but lower his head, so as not to let Nick see the expression on his face.

After calculating that Zhen Jiabao should have woken up by this time, then it became clear who the person who was talking about He Lianquan making him sneeze was already clear.

I'm afraid that there will be no good end for me when I return to Xishan Villa today, He Lianquan sighed leisurely while reviewing the documents.

What a sweet burden.

NICK couldn't perceive what kind of thoughts were wandering in his boss's mind, so he had to do his job well, put away the documents approved by He Lianquan, and left the president's office.

He Lianquan was proud of his spring breeze, and the development of his relationship with Zhen Jiabao went smoothly, so he was prone to overflowing with love and wanted to warm up other lonely people.

And this lonely group of people who was unfortunately picked by He Lianquan fell on the head of Ye Jibei, the eldest son of the capital.

There is no other reason, it's just that He Lianquan had a video conference with the young master of the Ye family today.

Ye Jibei, the young master of the capital city, has more than a few years of scenery, and the world is not full of fireworks. After the video conference with He Lianquan, he was about to hang up the video connection, but when he saw He Lianquan hesitated to speak After that, he withdrew his outstretched hand.

"What's the matter? With a frowning look on his face, those who don't know think that Di Yan's management is not good, and he is about to face bankruptcy."

Ye Jibei didn't save any face when he spoke to He Lianquan. Although he said he cared, his words sounded more like ridicule.

He Lianquan didn't take it to heart, instead he let out a long sigh to Ye Jibei even more.

"It's indeed a bit tricky, but it has nothing to do with the company's affairs. Forget it, even if I tell you, you can't help me. Why bother?"

As He Lianquan was talking, there was a tangled expression on his face that didn't look like a fake.

He Lianquan and Ye Jibei have been good friends for many years. Although it is said that there are some gags over the years, Ye Jibei also regards He Lianquan as his good friend after all. Seeing Helian Quan showing such an expression Had to be concerned.

He Lianquan reluctantly opened his mouth after repeated questioning by Ye Jibei.

"Actually, even if I tell you about this matter, it won't help me... You know, I'm a family man now, and my wife was a little uncomfortable when I provoked me yesterday. Is she calming down?"

It may be that he really didn't expect that the extremely entangled matter in Helian Quan's mouth was because Zhen Jiabao was uncomfortable—or he was a little uncomfortable being provoked by He Lianquan.

Ye Jibei belatedly remembered how many ways this husband and wife could make each other feel uncomfortable?

"Helian Quan, you are becoming more and more shameless now."

After Ye Jibei came back, he began to criticize Helian Quan.

Helian Quan had a purely foreign expression.

"It was you who insisted on caring about me just now, but now that I've told you the reason, you think I'm not good. After all, you're a single nobleman who doesn't understand us married people."

He Lianquan always narrated to Ye Jibei in a flat tone, it sounded like he was really hurt by Ye Jibei's actions.

Ye Jibei almost vomited blood in his heart, but he really didn't want to argue with He Lianquan any more, so he just reached out and hung up the communication.

"After so many years, my temper has not improved a bit."

After Ye Jibei hung up the communication, He Lianquan sighed slightly as he looked at the pitch-black screen.