The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Beichen Yuqing panicked when she received the news that she was beaten.

After ordering the shop to be dismantled, he still had the feeling of waiting for her to give in to the phone call. Knowing that something happened to her, he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

I don't know where the injury was. Although I knew that she knew martial arts, Allen said on the phone that she was pushed down unprepared.

He rushed to the hospital just in time to see her sitting outside the corridor.

Alan stood beside him, the other two were looking at Xue Jiajia, and one was going to get the medicine.

When he saw the young master coming, he immediately became respectful, "Hi, young master."

Beichen Yuqing didn't look at Alan, but stared at the woman sitting quietly with a worried expression.

He quickly walked up to her and knelt down, and asked with concern, "Is there any injury?"

"..."

Xiao Chuchu didn't seem to hear what he said, her face was indifferent, she didn't speak or look at him.

Beichen Yuqing asked again, "I heard that it was pushed down, did it bump somewhere?"

"..."

Her reticence made him very restless, but he couldn't make her speak, so he had no choice but to take the initiative to see if she was injured.

His sharp eyes swept over her body, and he saw a slight bruise on her cheekbones, and then he raised her arms and legs to look.

Everything looks fine.

He asked a few more questions about whether it hurts or not, but she still gave her silent answer.

Beichen Yuqing stood up, tightly clenched her hands in her trouser pockets, and there were two cold lights in her eyes.

Xiao Chuchu couldn't ask anything here, so he asked Allen to tell him about the situation at that time.

She was looking at the dismantling shop, and then a woman rushed over and plucked her hair and slapped her in the face.

And during the examination just now, she told the doctor that she had pain in the scalp, and after the examination, the root of the hair was slightly damaged.

His face was beaten, he saw bruises, but his hair was pulled...

Beichen Yuqing raised his hand and gently stroked her soft hair. He didn't dare to use too much force for fear of causing her more pain.

"Besides the face and scalp injury, is there any other discomfort? Huh?"

He bent down, looked at her softly and said.

Xiao Chuchu didn't want to talk to him, turned her head away, she just saw the scene of the convenience store being demolished, and there was also the matter of Xiao's, how could she pretend to talk to him as if nothing had happened.

Her heart is not that big!

And she didn't feel any discomfort, except that Xue Jiajia's nails had dug into her scalp, and it seemed that she had made two dents, but she was fine.

The wound on her face was not too serious. When Xue Jiajia landed a punch, she dodged it. She dodged the punch to the head, but she didn't completely dodge the punch to the face. She was hit on the cheekbone on the left cheek. With one punch, it doesn't hurt anymore.

Beichen Yuqing couldn't answer the question all the time, the veins on her forehead throbbed irritably.

This dead woman, she hadn't resolved her ex-boyfriend in a private meeting yesterday, and she didn't forgive her for calling him to scold him again this time, but she even put on a show of face for him first.

He held back his anger and whispered to her, "Say something, and I don't care about your scolding me."

Xiao Chuchu sneered, don't care?

Isn't it all over, the convenience store has been demolished, what is it called not to care?

"I'll rebuild the convenience store for you, what do you think?"

Xiao Chuchu's attitude towards him was still cold, he should have rebuilt and asked her opinion.

It's just that the convenience store has been rebuilt, what about Xiao's?

Until now, he hasn't mentioned a word about Xiao's technology. Why, he thought that if he didn't mention it, he wanted to pretend that it didn't happen, and then let it go?

Hmph, what a good thing to think about!

She wouldn't let it go.

Even Beichen Yuqing gave in to such a degree, he had never been so tolerant to that woman, only to her.

Seeing that she still doesn't speak, I don't know where she still feels uncomfortable.