The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Beichen Yuqing looked at her back, his eyes sank, and then there was the sound of closing the door, which made his eyes look lonely again.

Xiao Chuchu sat on the urinal with a deep expression, thinking why Beichen Yuqing's attitude towards her suddenly changed?

Didn't he lose interest in her? He was still angry with her in the morning.

Could it be that he felt pity for her because she was sick?

How could a self-centered and ruthless person like him feel pity for others, not to mention she was a person who was 'left in the cold palace' by him.

So what is he planning, wanting her to live instead of die?Can't get out of his control for a lifetime?

After she entered the bathroom, Beichen Yuqing ordered Dick to have food brought in. She hadn't eaten since morning.

And he has been watching the door of the bathroom, paying attention to the movement inside.

After seven or eight minutes, he put his ear on the door, but he didn't hear any sound from inside.

Another 5 minutes passed, and I listened again, but there was still no movement.

The time went by second by second, and she walked for another 180 seconds. She hasn't come out yet. What the hell is she doing in there? It's taking so long. It's not like taking a shower. There is no sound of running water. It's almost time to go to the toilet. It's time to come out Yes!

He walked to the door of the bathroom, raised his hand and was about to knock, but when he was about to knock, he stopped.

Thinking of his attitude just now, I feel uncomfortable again.

Dick, who was setting the dining table, saw the young master pacing back and forth anxiously for the first time, and couldn't help sighing that only Miss Xiao could make the young master like this.

About five or six minutes later, Beichen Yuqing couldn't wait anymore, opened the bathroom door and went in.

Xiao Chuchu was about to pull up her pants, but when he rushed in and frightened her, her expression changed, and she sat back down again.

"Ah! What are you doing? You don't know I'm in there!"

"..." Beichen Yuqing stared at her deeply, "Why does it take so long to go to the bathroom?"

"Don't worry about me!" She didn't want to sleep for so long, she felt a little constipated.

"...You were about to stand up just now, so you're ready."

She gave a heavy 'hmm'.

"Get up then."

"Why do I get up when you are here, get out quickly." Her face flushed slightly.

Beichen Yuqing smiled evilly and joked, "Why are you shy, it's not like I haven't seen it before."

"Get out!" Hearing what he said, she was annoyed.

He raised his eyebrows, not teasing her, "I'll just turn around and go."

Xiao Chuchu still wanted him to get lost, but after thinking about it, his temper was volatile, so he gave in, and it was right to put on his pants and leave.

She stood up suddenly, her head suddenly became dizzy, and she almost fell down when she couldn't stand still. Fortunately, it was slight, and the dizziness stopped after a few seconds.

She shook her head, hurriedly pulled up her pants, walked around Beichen Yuqing and went to the sink to wash her hands.

Seeing her washing her hands, Beichen Yuqing reached for a dry towel and handed it to her to wipe her hands.

But she didn't answer, so he had no choice but to forcefully wipe it for her. When he wiped the back of his hand, his eyes fell on the needle's eye, and his heart was stabbed.

He pinched the hand that had been pricked, rubbed his thumb lightly on the eye of the needle, then raised his hand to his lips, and kissed it distressedly.

Xiao Chuchu frowned, her heart suddenly became complicated.

Is this man feeling sorry for her being stabbed?

His compassion is too strange, and it doesn't hurt. Could it be that he feels her pain?

He underestimated her too much, how could she be so delicate!

Xiao Chuchu quickly pulled her hand away from his lips awkwardly, then strode back to the room.

But she didn't notice that her other hand was still being held.

He had just taken two steps forward when he was caught.

"Let go!"

Beichen Yuqing wouldn't let her go, instead she held her hand tightly.

She threw down the towel, led her back to the room, and took her to the dining table to sit down.