Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

Wei He in the driver's seat also saw it, and asked suspiciously: "Young Master Chu, it seems to be Qin Shu and Master Zhang just now?"

Chu Linchen in the back seat pursed his lips and did not speak.

He recalled Qin Shu and Zhang Yifei's every move just now, the relationship between the two seems... seems to be pretty good?

Isn't the match over? Why is she still dating Zhang Yifei?

Ever since he identified Qin Shu as someone sent by Han Moyang, he couldn't help but doubt her every move.

"What's Han Moyang doing these two days?" Chu Linchen asked suddenly.

Wei He thought for a while, and said: "Han Moyang is a deep-minded person, but I can't see any obvious actions from him recently, but he will definitely find a way to disrupt your succession ceremony. On the issue of security, I have already asked people to strengthen the deployment." .”

Chu Linchen snorted softly, and his black eyes revealed a trace of chill, "As long as he dares to make a move, I promise he won't have the good luck he had last time!"

When Wei He heard this, he couldn't help but shudder.

He continued: "There is one more thing, which is quite strange."

"Say."

"Mrs. Han has been secretly searching for young girls who are clean in mind and body."

Chu Lin raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of disdain, "Why, the Han family has started a business of flesh and blood?"

Wei He shook his head, he didn't know either.

"Don't worry about her, just keep an eye on Han Moyang." After Chu Linchen gave the order, he closed his eyes and rested a little tiredly.

Back to the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, Chu Linchen smelled a strong fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

The feeling of emptiness in his stomach reminded him that after the last meeting today, he just asked Wei He to send him back because of a headache.

So, I haven't had dinner yet.

Chu Lin swallowed heavily, and unconsciously walked towards the kitchen.

When he went in, he saw Qin Shu was bending over slightly to try the soup in the pot, his slender figure showed the curve of his back.

Chu Lin's eyes darkened, and before Qin Shu turned around, he turned his gaze to the steaming pot.

He pretended to be nonchalant and said, "It's so late to cook."

Qin Shu shook his head, "This is chicken soup stewed for my grandma."

"Oh." Chu Linchen responded indifferently, then turned and walked out.

Qin Shu: ...

Why do you feel that he is a little disappointed?

Chu Linchen sat on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and wondered whether he should download a delivery software.

At this time, Qin Shu came out of the kitchen carrying the heat preservation box.

"Going out so late?" He asked casually.

"I'll take the chicken soup to grandma." Qin Shu replied while changing his shoes.

Seeing her filial piety, Chu Linchen couldn't help but sneered: "If you really care about your grandma so much, you shouldn't be helping Han Moyang."

Qin Shu didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What?"

Chu Linchen stopped repeating, and turned his head to give her a cold and arrogant profile.

Qin Shu didn't think much about it, and said to him: "There is still chicken soup left in the pot, if you want to drink, you can go and fill it."

After speaking, he closed the door and went out.

"Who would care less about drinking your soup." Chu Linchen expressed his disdain, but the steps that were about to go upstairs turned in a very honest direction and walked towards the kitchen.

Qin Shu's pot of chicken soup is stewed with ingredients, which is nutritious and delicious.

Chu Linchen stood by the boiler, drank a bowl of soup, and scooped up a few more pieces of meat to eat. He felt that not only was his stomach full, but his head didn't hurt so much.

As expected of someone who understands Chinese medicine, even a stew can produce medicinal effects.