The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

The next day, it was such a good day, and he called me back after spending about an hour outside in the sun.

After three days of going back and forth like this, she finally stopped being detained in the bedroom.

You can move around in the yard or in the entire villa.

Xiao Chuchu asked her servants to find ropes and agate beads for her. The rope chains are fast to weave, but the main reason is that it takes practice to engrave characters on the agate beads.

So she practiced first with cheap synthetic agate beads.

She wanted to engrave the character 'Chen' because the number of strokes was the fewest. Later, she thought about whether he thought it was too perfunctory.

Then she had to practice engraving the character 'Qing', just as 'Qing' meant an intimate address in ancient times.

It has been many years since the last engraving, and the technique has become very unfamiliar. The character 'Qing' is a character with a left-middle-right structure. She always carves the left-middle-right structure greatly apart, and there is no word.

It took her almost an afternoon to carve the characters into shape, using almost dozens of beads.

Fortunately, Beichen Yuqing didn't come to disturb her, but the strange thing is, what is he busy with?

Xiao Chuchu put away her things and hid them in the closet, walked out of the room, and headed towards the study.

he is inside.

The door of the study room was not closed, and it was half-closed. She stood at the door and looked at it. She felt more and more attractive about this man, especially when he was working, he was focused and serious.

It's just that this man will not belong to her forever. When he loses interest in her again, he will abandon her and then he will have a new love.

"Miss Xiao." The passing servant said hello.

The voice startled Beichen Yuqing.

He came over, opened the door, pulled her in with a big palm, and pushed her against the door as soon as it closed.

Beichen Yuqing supported her side with one hand, "Why don't you come in, what are you standing there to peek at?"

The corner of Xiao Chuchu's mouth twitched into a smile, "Mmm, let's see if you are talking on the phone with other women!"

"Then do I have it?"

"Who knows, you can still send messages without calling!"

Beichen Yuqing smiled, a dangerous light gleamed in the depths of his eyes, he put his arms around her waist, and with a little effort, he pulled her closer to him.

"Disobedient?" His voice was hoarse and deep, "It will take a few days to raise your body. Are you almost in good health?"

Xiao Chuchu was taken aback, remembering what he said two days ago that she owed him, "No, it's all right, cough cough..."

"..."

"My throat still hurts a bit." She rubbed her throat pretendingly.

"The doctor said you're all right." He took her hand away from rubbing her throat.

Xiao Chuchu couldn't take his words for a while, she rolled her eyes, "But the doctor told me to continue taking the medicine!"

Beichen Yuqing stretched out her hand and pinched her nose, "Xiao Chuchu, you must be cunning, sooner or later you will die in my hands!"

After speaking, he took her to sit on his office chair and put her on his lap.

"I'll show you something." He held the mouse and opened a file on the computer.

Several pictures of exquisitely decorated houses were displayed, and he switched to show her one by one.

"How?" he asked.

Xiao Chuchu nodded, "Not bad."

"Didn't you see where this is?"

"Where is it?"

Beichen Yuqing clicked on another file, which was a picture of the original appearance of the house.

Xiao Chuchu frowned, she felt familiar when she saw the first picture, and when she looked back, her eyes widened suddenly.

You can tell by her reaction, she recognizes it, "Remember?"

"Yeah." It was a house she rented near Chenbei University before, and was later bought by the domineering man next to her. "It's just, why do I feel that the renovated house is much bigger than the original one? Is there a rear vision problem?"

She opened the two sets of pictures for comparison, and no matter how she looked at them, she felt that the decoration was too big.