The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Back in the middle of the mountain, as soon as I entered the door, I felt that the atmosphere of the whole villa was not right, and none of the servants in the house were in the lobby.

Moreover, the servants working inside and outside the courtyard also felt cautious.

Xiao Chuchu didn't know what happened after she went out, but only vaguely felt that it had something to do with her.

Did she provoke that dog man again?

Xiao Chuchu went up the spiral stairs, and met Dick sitting on the stairs worriedly.

Behind him were two attendants, who were always watching the movement in the study.

"Miss Xiao came back so early today?"

When Dick saw her appear at home, he immediately got up and asked.

Xiao Chuchu nodded, "I came back without any business."

While speaking, she glanced at the door they were paying attention to with bright eyes.

Dick caught her eyes and coughed lightly, "The young master is inside, the young master..."

Dick hesitated to speak.

It caused her to turn her eyes to him lightly, wanting to wait for him to say the next thing, but unfortunately he changed the subject.

"What does Miss Xiao want for dinner, I'll let the kitchen prepare it."

"Anything is fine." Xiao Chuchu withdrew her gaze, dragged her backpack and went upstairs.

After walking a few steps, Dick suddenly called her to stop, "Miss Xiao, young master, he, he... go and see him!"

She stopped and frowned and turned around. She originally wanted to say, 'Let's talk about it later', but it turned into, "What's wrong with him?"

"Master, he... has a low fever, and his stomach..."

"Hey!"

Suddenly a deafening voice sounded, just covering Dick's words.

Beichen Yuqing opened the study door, and a strong smell of alcohol wafted out.

He leaned crookedly by the door, his hair was disheveled, his falcon eyes were fierce, his clothes were uneven, and now they were on par with pickles.

Xiao Chuchu looked him up and down, what is he playing now?

Beichen Yuqing staggered towards her. He had just stepped down a flight of stairs when he staggered and lost his footsteps. If the two attendants hadn't had quick eyes and quick hands, he would have rolled down the stairs.

After regaining his footing, he walked in front of her again, stood on her upper step, and looked down at her condescendingly.

He stretched out his rough fingers on the back of her left cheek and rubbed it from top to bottom, and gradually extended his big palm to the back of her head and clasped it firmly.

Forced her to raise her chin and look up at him.

Her eyes were cold and her voice was cold, "Xiao Chuchu, why don't you want to live in my house?"

Xiao Chuchu's heart skipped a beat for an instant.

Did he know that she was looking for a house?

No, she slipped out through the back door, cautious and careful, and came back without much delay after seeing the room.

Just when she was confused and uneasy, Beichen Yuqing asked another question in the next second, which dispelled her inner anxiety.

"Why don't you want to have breakfast?"

"..."

"Why don't you want to take the car I arranged for you?"

"..."

There were three whys in a row, but she didn't answer one of them.

Beichen Yuqing's face darkened a few degrees, "Speak!"

Xiao Chuchu was dressed in a white gauze dress, not stained with any dust, and paired with indifferent eyes that did not make any waves, seemed to be otherworldly.

She said indifferently, "Say what?"

"Say you will obey me obediently, and won't refute me and disobey me again."

"Can't do it."

"You're saying it again!"

Xiao Chuchu suddenly roared, "I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it!"

She will not be humble to him.

He always likes to threaten, ever since he suppressed her with the Song family and the Xiao family, and even wanted to touch Su Mo, she kept glancing at her breath, and now she vented and shouted, feeling that her heart was not so congested.

Beichen Yuqing frowned fiercely, he let go of her hand, and then raised it high.

The blue eyes were burning with fire, and the palm seemed to be swung at her.

Xiao Chuchu was still angry with him, fearless of his anger.

Just when the palm was about to fall towards her, the big palm was instantly clenched into a fist and knocked on the handrail of the stairs.

It was so hard that the metal armrest vibrated visibly.