Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

In the evening, Zheng Xueying was sent back respectfully by the police station.

When I arrived at the hotel and asked the front desk, I went straight to Yin Fei's room, but no one responded after knocking on the door for a long time.

"Not at the hotel?"

Zheng Xueying called Yin Fei, but no one answered the call.

After calling three times in a row, the phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically.

She shrugged helplessly and went to the presidential suite on the top floor to find Song Qianxi.

Song Qianxi saw her give her a big hug.

"I'm sorry Xueying, I caused you to suffer."

Zheng Xueying couldn't hear such words the most, and said with a serious face: "I haven't suffered, and I can stay in it well. Besides, it has nothing to do with you, what apologies, I won't be happy if it happens again next time. "

Song Qianxi laughed helplessly after being trained, Zheng Xueying asked: "Did you see Yin Fei?"

Song Qianxi responded, "I saw when I opened the room, isn't he in the room?"

Zheng Xueying shook her head, "I'm not here, I didn't answer the phone, and I don't know what I'm doing, my phone is dead."

As he said, he took the charger and looked for the plug.

Song Qianxi handed the phone to Zheng Xueying, "Use my phone to call him and ask."

"Forget it, no need, maybe I'll go shopping." Zheng Xueying waved her hand, then looked at Chu Muhan who was sitting on the sofa with a computer in his arms and working, she walked forward slowly, and stood behind him without saying a word.

Chu Muhan saw Zheng Xueying on the computer screen, closed his notebook, turned his head and looked over vigilantly.

Zheng Xueying caught Chu Muhan's sharp gaze and knew that he had misunderstood, so she quickly explained.

"Mr. Chu, I didn't mean to spy on your company's information, I was just afraid of disturbing you."

Chu Muhan nodded, and the vigilance on his face disappeared.

Zheng Xueying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Chu, thank you this time, without your help I would not have come out so soon."

Chu Muhan was indifferent, without extra expression, "You are Qianxi's friend, you should."

The implication is that it all depends on Song Qianxi's face.

Zheng Xueying rolled her eyes, "Although I said that, I still have to thank you. Let's have some supper tonight to celebrate."

"can!"

Chu Muhan answered quickly, and Zheng Xueying was startled.

"Mr. Chu, what do you want to eat?"

Before Chu Muhan could answer, Song Qianxi, who heard the food, came over, "Snack? I want to eat hot pot, and barbecue is also fine."

Hot pot, barbecue...

For Chu Muhan, isn't it too down-to-earth?

Just when Zheng Xueying was about to refuse, Chu Muhan said, "Then let's eat hot pot and barbecue."

Zheng Xueying: "..."

Song Qianxi looked excited, and took Zheng Xueying out to buy ingredients with great interest.

Zheng Xueying figured it out, as long as Song Qianxi liked it, Chu Muhan would cooperate unconditionally.

This...is love!

When shopping in the supermarket, Zheng Xueying looked at Song Qianxi and asked, "What do you think of Mr. Chu?"

Song Qianxi looked at her, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Of course I care about my girlfriend's feelings." Zheng Xueying put her hands on Song Qianxi's shoulders, seeing her bewildered face, she said uncertainly: "You can't see that Chu Muhan likes you, right?"

"..." Song Qianxi patted her hand away with a look of contempt, "Sister, don't joke about this."

"I'm not joking, Chu Muhan really likes you, I can tell."

Song Qianxi didn't take it seriously at all, curled her lips and said: "Xue Ying, has my myopia increased recently? He likes me, sows can climb trees!"