Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

Shengshi Group.

The grand president's office.

Sheng Yanzhou, who was listening to the regional vice president's work report, was suddenly interrupted by the notification sound of his mobile phone.

He frowned somewhat unhappily, picked up his phone, and found that Ji Hanshi had sent him a recording file.

His brows furrowed even deeper, and just as he was about to put his phone down, Ji Hanshi sent another message:

【My wife asked me to forward this to you】

After putting his hand down for a moment, Sheng Yanzhou immediately looked at the regional vice president and said, "You go out first."

The regional vice president was stunned. This was a one-year summary report of the region's performance. President Sheng always attached great importance to it. This was the first time it had been interrupted in all these years.

"Yes."

He did not dare to raise any objection, so he bowed respectfully and left.

As soon as the door closed, Sheng Yanzhou couldn't wait to download the file and start recording.

"Don't you love him?"

He vaguely recognized that it should be Wen Yan's voice.

So the person she was asking about was Qingyue. Sheng Yanzhou's breathing stagnated slightly, and even his usually stable heartbeat began to speed up.

Almost without a pause, Qingyue's slightly urgent voice sounded:

"I love him, of course I love him!"

In an instant, Sheng Yanzhou only felt a white light in front of his eyes, and the whole world became bright.

He had to press the pause button, trying hard to suppress his excitement, and then continue listening after calming down.

"Yan Yan, you may not know, I have always had bad luck since I was a child..."

Qingyue's voice came clearly from the phone, her tone slightly sad, and Sheng Yanzhou's heart tightened when he heard it.

Qingyue's words continued -

"Shengyanzhou is such an outstanding man who likes me... He is so good to me... I am afraid... It will be shattered like a dream..."

This passage was not long, and Sheng Yanzhou listened to it many times.

Every time I heard it, my heartache grew, and my love for Qingyue grew stronger.

Putting down his phone, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The huge and clean floor-to-ceiling windows displayed the prosperous scene of Haicheng CBD, but Shengyanzhou had no intention of appreciating it.

He thought back to when he first met Qingyue.

At that time, she worked as a waitress in a hotel. She looked at everyone with timidity and seemed to be inferior and sensitive.

He specifically asked Zhao Duo to investigate her previous life in detail.

Her family moved here from a small town on the southwestern border. She couldn't speak the language and her grades in school were average, but Sheng Yanzhou knew Qingyue's personality and knew she must have studied very hard.

Later, he had an accident and suffered injuries on his face.

Sheng Yanzhou often noticed that when she talked to people, she always subconsciously avoided the side of her face with the scar, as if it had become a habit.

She was tricked by someone in college and was unable to graduate. While her classmates all found their own way, she could only work hard in a hotel.

and also--

It’s Wen Ze.

Someone she had liked for many years but had never been able to express herself.

All these little things come together to create Qingyue's image as an introverted, sensitive person with low self-esteem but strong self-esteem.

Sheng Yanzhou closed his eyes and slowly clenched his fists.

He felt very guilty, thinking that being nice to her was enough, but he ignored the psychological trauma she had suffered from so many tragic experiences over the years.

Thinking of this, he turned and walked to the desk and picked up the phone.

"Zhao Duo, please help me make an appointment with a psychologist. I need to consult about something."

**

After leaving Wen Yan, Qingyue went to the company to work overtime.

When I looked up at the time, I found that it was almost dark.

After packing her things, she took the subway to Liyuan.

After she recovered from Shengyanzhou, she stayed in Liyuan almost every day, and her parents no longer asked her any more questions, which made her feel much more at ease.

But Xiaosong was very annoying. Every few days he would ask her when she would bring her brother-in-law home.

Qingyue usually just ignores his messages.

I stopped by the supermarket and bought some fresh vegetables and meat.

Qingyue is not used to eating ready-made food all the time. Most of the time, she prefers to cook some simple home-cooked meals.

Shengyanzhou has strict control over diet, and three meals a day are prepared by professional nutritionists and chefs.

But sometimes if he came home early, he would eat with her.

Shengyanzhou likes the seafood porridge she cooks. Thinking of this, Qingyue went to buy some fresh river shrimps and clams.

When I returned to Liyuan and just walked into the entrance hall, I saw Sheng Yanzhou coming down from upstairs.

She was surprised and asked, "You're back so early today?"

"Well, I'm not busy today."

Shengyanzhou walked up to her and took the dish from her hand.

"No, I'll just come."

Qingyue dodged to the side.

Sheng Yanzhou took the shopping bag without saying a word and pulled her into the kitchen.

Qingyue was shocked. Where was the cleanliness he promised her?

Arriving in the kitchen, Sheng Yanzhou put down the bag and asked Qingyue: "What should I do now?"

"what?"

Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then said in astonishment: "Picking and washing vegetables."

"Well, you do it and I'll help you."

Shengyanzhou's eyes swept over the ingredients.

"you sure?"

Qingyue couldn't believe it and said hesitantly: "Yanzhou, did something happen to you today?"

Seeing her worried face, Sheng Yanzhou smiled and rubbed her head: "Nothing, I just want to do something with you."

Qingyue still felt it was very strange.

Sheng Yanzhou's breath came to my ears: "What? You don't like working with me in the kitchen, you only like working with me in bed?"

Qingyue shuddered and said with a hot face: "No, go wash the vegetables first!"

Then, he hurriedly took out the dishes, put them in different categories, and instructed Shengyanzhou how to wash them.

"Don't wash the lettuce as a whole, break the leaves apart and wash them one by one!"

“You don’t need to wash the garlic!”

"You need to remove the stems of peppers... What? You're asking me what a stem is?"

Qingyue was directing from the side, while Shengyanzhou worked busily with his shirt sleeves half-rolled up.

After a while, the whole kitchen was in chaos, and Qingyue felt that this was more tiring than doing it herself.

Finally, when a shrimp jumped onto Shengyanzhou's face, he finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"Yue'er, this is too difficult."

He wiped the water stains off his face in embarrassment and disgust, while complaining to Qingyue in a wronged manner.

"you really……"

Qingyue was helpless, "I told you to let me come, why are you joining in the fun?"

She pulled Shengyanzhou aside, grabbed a river shrimp, opened its back, removed the shrimp thread, and cut off its claws and whiskers, all in one smooth and seamless move.

In a short while, more than a dozen shrimps were processed.

Sheng Yanzhou clapped on the side: "Yue'er is great, you are much better than me in the kitchen."

Qingyue glanced at him and always felt that this man's words and actions were strange today.

However, she didn't think too much about it and finished her dinner amid his flattery.

"Our Yue'er's way of cutting vegetables is really pretty."

“This meat is cut beautifully!”

"Garlic is really neatly chopped."

Qingyue: "..."

Can you imagine a man who is 1.9 meters tall, breathtakingly handsome, yet has a cold and strong aura, following you and blowing you compliments all the time?

Qingyue could not have imagined it before, but today she really saw it.

Not only that, during the meal, his praise became even more intense.

From the presentation of the dishes to the color, aroma and taste of each dish, she praised everything. If Qingyue hadn't been self-aware, she would have thought she could be a five-star chef.

After dinner, Qingyue wanted to read a book for a while, and Shengyanzhou went to the bedroom to take a shower.

As soon as she sat down, she remembered that she had forgotten a pen in the study upstairs a few days ago, so she went upstairs to get it.

The door of the study was half open, probably because Sheng Yanzhou had used it.

Qingyue pushed the door open and walked in, stepping on the spotless floor.

She seldom comes to the study room, which is usually where Shengyanzhou works. A few days ago, she forgot her computer at the company and needed to make a form temporarily, so she came here to borrow a computer.

The pen was lying quietly on the right side of the desk. She picked it up and was about to leave when she accidentally touched the mouse.

The computer screen lights up.

Qingyue glanced at it casually. It seemed to be a document. The first sentence on it was -

About how to rebuild the confidence of those who feel inferior.

First, give appropriate praise.

Article ...

Qingyue suddenly remembered Shengyanzhou's abnormal behavior tonight.

He did this to stop himself from feeling inferior.

Qingyue thought of the conversation with Wen Yan this morning. It seemed that Yanyan told him the situation.

Qingyue sighed slightly.

They were all trying to change her mindset and make her happy.

After turning off the computer, she went to the master bedroom.

Sheng Yanzhou had already taken a shower and was leaning against the head of the bed reading a financial magazine. He was wearing a pair of loose and comfortable long pajamas, with his long legs crossed, and the muscular lines of his upper body were particularly outstanding and eye-catching.

"You learned it so quickly? Our Yue'er is really smart."

As soon as someone sees her, he turns into a ruthless praise machine.

Qingyue curled her lips, walked to the head of the bed, and snorted, "Shengyanzhou, your level of praising people is really bad."