After the divorce: The president can no longer control the young mistress

Sheng Chaomu just asked this question, and didn't intend to hear the man's answer.

After that, she called Qin Huai and told him:
"Take your young master to wash up, change into a clean outfit and come see me."

After she finished speaking, Qin Huai said to the gloomy man, "Please, young master."

Men take a shower much faster than women, let alone a man who is anxious to save his fiancée.

It only took Zhou Gongjin a quarter of an hour to wash up, and then he changed into the outfit Qin Huai had prepared for him and appeared in Sheng Chaomu's presidential suite.

At that time, Sheng Chaomu had already dried his hair and just finished a whole set of skin care procedures, but he hadn't had time to change into his nightgown yet.

When Zhou Gongjin knocked on the door and entered, she was planning to go to the cloakroom to change clothes.

Because he knocked on the door, she dismissed the idea.

She opened the door for him.

The moment the door opened, her pupils contracted slightly, but it disappeared quickly.

She withdrew her gaze from the man, her voice was cold:
"Show your cooking skills well. Your cooking skills determine whether I will spare those people you care about." After a pause, "Especially Miss Qin who is still in intensive care."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and wanted to walk towards the cloakroom.

However, in the next moment, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a strong force.

Accompanied by this force, she was dragged back by Zhou Gongjin.

There was an obvious disparity in strength between men and women, she was dragged into his incomparably strong chest, not only made her nose sore, but also hit her tear duct.

She raised her eyes filled with deep water vapor, and her voice was annoyed that Zhou Gongjin had never seen before: "What are you doing?"

Her voice was very fierce, and her appearance was unbelievably fragile because of the layer of moisture in her eyes. This was completely two extremes from the previous high-ranking female president.

Inexplicably, Zhou Gongjin felt an unexplainable strangeness in her heart.

Before he could realize what this strange layer was, the woman slapped him painfully on the cheek out of embarrassment.

Zhou Gongjin subconsciously stopped her slap, narrowed her phoenix eyes deeply, and said coldly:

"I said Mr. Sheng, how long has it been since you were touched by a man? As for such a big reaction? I just want to ask you, do you want to eat Western food or Chinese food? Don't look back. I worked hard all night , you are deliberately finding fault with me, that would be very boring."

Sheng Zhaomu withdrew her hand. After calming down, she returned to her usual indifference, "I want both Western food and Chinese food."

Zhou Gongjin narrowed her phoenix eyes to the deepest point, "Can I understand that you are looking for trouble on purpose?"

Sheng Chaomu raised his eyes and looked at him, looking at his dog-like appearance in a suit and leather shoes, he felt that this person is really hard to change.

The aggression and arrogance in his bones are afraid that he will be brought into the coffin.

Sheng Chaomu pursed his lips and said:

"If I really find fault on purpose, will you still have a chance to stand in front of me and shout? Get out and make your dinner. I want both Western and Chinese food."

Zhou Gongjin's hands hanging on both sides of his body clenched into fists because of his annoyance, but soon his fists loosened again.

He turned and walked into the kitchen.

Sheng Zhaomu watched him disappear into the kitchen, and stayed there for nearly half a minute before moving to the cloakroom.

The bay is a city near the sea, and early summer is the most comfortable season of the year.

Sheng Chaomu changed into a comfortable ankle-length skirt, and stood on the balcony leading to the outdoors to enjoy the evening breeze.

In tourist cities with underdeveloped industrialization, the air is somewhat fresh.

After blowing the wind on the balcony for a while, she withdrew her gaze from the dimly lit city in the distance.

At this moment a phone call came in.

Sheng Chaomu glanced at the caller ID, hesitated for a few seconds, and then connected the call.

An extremely deep bass came from the other end of the phone: "I heard that your ex-husband is still alive?"

Sheng Chaomu lay on the guardrail, his voice was warm and indifferent, "It's better to be dead than to be alive."

Hearing this, the man on the other end of the phone laughed ironically,

"If you really think so, I can grant your wish." After a pause, he added, "How about I send him to die?"

As soon as these words came out, Sheng Chaomu's breathing became heavier, "Huo Jiuxiao, is there something wrong with you?"

Huo Jiuxiao said coldly: "You irresponsible woman, you threw three children to Huojiabao and asked me to help you educate them. When will you come back and pick them up?"

Speaking of this, Sheng Chaomu still felt a little guilty.

When Zhan Xiuyuan forced Sheng Chaomu to take over the huge property left by Fu Huaijin, Sheng Chaomu worried that the fierce fighting among the Zhan clan would affect her children, so he negotiated with Zhan Xiuyuan so that she could support Fu Huaijin's property. , but her child must be raised in Huojiabao.

Because in her opinion, Fu Huaijin's death will inevitably cause a fierce internal struggle, and her child is safest only in Huojiabao.

Therefore, all three of her children were raised in Huojiabao these years, and Huo Jiuxiao became the guardian of her three children under the pressure of Huo Chonglou.

In short, Huo Jiuxiao complained a lot about this.

Sheng Chaomu felt a little guilty, thought for a while, and said, "Wait until I get him back to the imperial capital..."

Huo Jiuxiao interrupted her coldly: "Is it difficult to tie him back to the capital?"

"He lost his memory..."

Huo Jiuxiao said angrily:
"Amnesia is not about kicking your legs to die. Even if you tie a dead person, you will be tied back to the imperial capital. Sheng Chaomu, figure it out, you have done enough for him, you are worthy of their Fu family and Zhan family, he is now Now that you are still alive, you should be yourself, the daughter of the Huo family."

Sheng Chaomu pursed his lips and said:
"He has lost his memory, and he doesn't quite recognize his past identity. Now he has a fiancee. I think he means that he doesn't want to go back with me..."

Huo Jiuxiao interrupted her again:

"What bullshit fiancee? It's not difficult to force him to go back. With a little trickery, he will follow you back to the imperial capital obediently without you being tied down..."

Speaking of this, I seem to think of something,
"Or, you can't forget his old love, and you still have fantasies about this damned scum, so you want to use this to have some passionate stories with him?"

Sheng Chaomu: "..."

After Huo Jiuxiao said this, he cut off her phone.

Sheng Chaomu was stunned for a while, and when he was thinking of trying to defend himself, he realized that the other party had cut off her phone.

She was a little distracted for a while, and didn't know what to do, but she didn't want to blow the wind on the balcony anymore.

As soon as she turned around, she saw a man standing behind her who didn't know when.

He took off his suit jacket, wearing a black shirt with the cuffs pushed to the elbows, and the same black pants wrapped around his slender and straight legs.

Obviously very abstinent, but because of the shovel he held in his hand, there was a little more smoke and fire.