The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Beichen Yuqing is an activist. She has just entered the middle of the mountain, and everyone is still in the yard. Before entering the villa door, the materials for the bracelet have already been prepared.

"Hurry up and make me a bracelet!" He ordered Xiao Chuchu.

"Don't do it." Xiao Chuchu was not in the mood at the moment.

"Can you say that again!"

It's the other way around, she wants to renege on her debt.

"Didn't you want something different? I don't have any inspiration and can't think of something special right now. It's okay if I have to make a bracelet now. Then I'll make you the same one as Su Mo."

After that, she picked up the thread on the plate and started to weave the chain.

In the end, Beichen Yuqing, who was stimulated by her last words, stopped her movement, "Okay, you can start with whatever you want, remember that as long as I am unique, but I have to remind you, if you want me not to dismantle Shop, you have to act quickly, the longer you delay, it will not be good for the shop."

Xiao Chuchu gritted her teeth and glared at him, that bastard.

She wants to weave a curse bracelet, and curse him that he won't be able to marry a wife in this life!

After Beichen Yuqing let her go, he went to the study to do business.

But she was restricted from working in a convenience store, so she had to make a pot of tea and sit on the top terrace to bask in the sun.

It's not a problem to stay in the house and be bored all the time.

During the period, she called Gao Jun, wanted to talk about the situation in the store, and planned to say that the loss in the store would be deducted from her salary, but his phone was still turned off, and he said ten days ago that he would go out to hide from the guy he met at the nightclub. Girl, it's been so long, should I come back?

Forget it when he comes back.

Hang up the phone, click on the music software, and play songs randomly.

She listened to the song with her eyes closed, but the moving song was interrupted by the maid who climbed up to the top floor to find her halfway through.

"Miss Xiao, the young master told you to go down."

"Tell him I'm not going."

"This... you should tell the young master yourself."

Say it yourself?

Xiao Chuchu raised her eyebrows, picked up the phone to open the Liantian interface with him, and pressed her thumb on the voice: "If you have anything to say, just say it, I won't go down."

The other party replied in seconds, and it was also voice, "Make me a pot of tea and come to the study."

Hey, he wants to drink tea, he is looking for his servant, why is he looking for her?

Suddenly, she glanced at her on the table beside her, stretched out her hand to test the temperature, it was still hot, and simply took the teapot to his study.

The study door was wide open, as if it had been opened especially for her.

Standing at the door, one can see Beichen Yuqing serious about her work at a glance, with a sharp side face, thin lips, and a sharp posture. It looks like she can't be approached.

Xiao Chuchu walked in angrily, put the teapot on his table, then quickly turned around and slipped away. She ran several meters out of the study before stopping, for fear of being caught by him.

I was caught once before, but luckily I ran away today.

She went back to the terrace the same way, and something was wrong in her heart as she walked, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

No, you won't know until you walk to the entrance of the terrace.

The servants are locking the door of the terrace room, no need to guess, Beichen Yuqing asked them to do this.

Xiao Chuchu was so angry that she wanted to argue with him, but she was not allowed to work part-time, and she was not allowed to bask in the sun. What did he mean? Will she be restricted from doing anything now?

But think about it again, he is an unreasonable person, what's the use of asking him to argue, it doesn't make sense at all.

Helpless, she sighed and was about to leave, but when she turned around, she bumped into a strong chest.

"Ouch." The nose hurt, she raised her hand and rubbed it.

Beichen Yuqing looked at her with blue eyes, took her hand away, held her face in both hands, and pressed her nose lightly with her thumb, "Where does it hurt? Here? Or here?"

Xiao Chuchu frowned, when did he follow behind her, why didn't he make any sound at all?