Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

Jiang Wanqing put on the white shirt he gave her and kept pulling it down with her two little hands.

His shirt is so big that it can be worn as a skirt.

But I always feel that dressing like this in his office is a bit... embarrassing.

If someone came in now, it would be so embarrassing.

Jiang Wanqing was a little shy and pulled at the hem of her shirt uncomfortably, her ears suddenly burning.

On the sleeves of his shirt, his name was embroidered in gold thread.

This man's possessiveness is so strong that anything that belongs to him will be marked with an exclusive symbol and no one else is allowed to touch it.

Gu Shiche held his chin.

He was quite satisfied. He turned around to admire it, touching his chin and nodding slightly.

"Yes, you look good in anything you wear."

"But... it looks best without any clothes on."

Jiang Wanqing was a little angry and glared at him fiercely.

But I could only glare at him.

Gu Shiche smiled even brighter and was in a good mood.

He walked out of the lounge and sat on the sofa in the office.

"What leftovers did you bring today? Come and feed me, a garbage can."

Judging from his tone, Gu Shiche was in a very good mood and even hummed a little tune.

Jiang Wanqing followed him and whispered, "You still know you are trash..."

Gu Shiche raised his head with a smile on his face and said innocently, "Hmm? Did you say anything just now?"

Jiang Wanqing quickly defended herself: "I...I meant I brought you spicy chicken."

“But I clearly heard it was garbage…”

"You heard wrong. I said spicy chicken cubes. The "zi" is silent."

Gu Shiche saw through her little thoughts at a glance, but he liked Jiang Wanqing's stubborn look.

This is more like the sister Wanqing of the past.

He chuckled and said jokingly, "It seems that in spicy chicken cubes, not only is the "zi" pronounced silently, but the "ding" is also pronounced silently."

"So let's just change the name of this dish to spicy chicken."

When Gu Shiche opened the lunch box, the food was already cold.

But he still picked up the chopsticks, smiled, picked up a piece of chicken, put it to his mouth and ate it.

"It's cold, don't eat it. Let the secretary bring you some hot food."

It's been several hours and the food is already cold.

Jiang Wanqing wanted him to stop eating.

Gu Shiche has had a bad stomach since he was a child, so the chef has to make a special diet plan for him every week based on his health condition.

"No, I must finish all the food you brought me."

He is the kind of person who acts like a good boy after getting an advantage.

You are such a grown-up, why are you as disobedient as a child?

Gu Shiche ate the cold rice with an elegant posture, chewing it slowly and even laughing while eating.

Divine gold! Even gold miners can’t dig out such divine gold.

"that......"

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Jiang Wanqing suddenly asked.

Gu Shiche hummed softly in his throat in response.

He doesn't like to talk while eating, and the table is always cold.

"Brother Tokito, I want to... go to the hospital and see my mother, is that okay?"

She finally said what had been in her heart for a long time.

After saying that, Jiang Wanqing lowered her head and grabbed the corners of her shirt with both hands, fearing that he would think she was going to run away and then get angry.

Gu Shiche didn't say anything and continued eating.

Damn, he's angry again...

His silence was a precursor to his anger.

Jiang Wanqing did so much today just to plead with him.

She saw the bird with broken wings flapping its wings even though it was injured, and she felt that she could not just sit there and wait to die.

She dressed up beautifully, showed her softness to him, and put the wedding ring from the drawer on her ring finger.

How could Gu Shiche not know Jiang Wanqing's little thoughts?

But he really fell for it.

After finishing all the food in the lunch box, Gu Shiche put down his bowl and chopsticks and wiped his mouth elegantly.

"it is good."

Jiang Wanqing suddenly looked up, her eyes gleaming: "Really?"

"really."

She jumped up with excitement, hugged him unconsciously, and kissed him on the face.

The kiss hit the beard, which made her lips feel a little itchy.

Gu Shiche bit his lip to prevent himself from laughing.

He pretended to be calm and continued in an extremely cold voice: "But I want to go with you."

"By the way, tell Aunt Zhou about our marriage."

When Jiang Wanqing heard the word "marriage", the smile on her face froze.

Gu Shiche lowered his eyes, a hint of deep meaning flashing in his eyes: "Why? Are you not happy?"

"No!" Jiang Wanqing quickly shook her head.

When you encounter this kind of problem, you must deny it quickly, otherwise he will come over as soon as he smells it.

Agree to it first and talk about it after you meet your mother.

It will take a long time to prepare for the wedding, I will figure it out when I have time.

Jiang Wanqing pretended to be calm, moved closer to him again, and pecked him lightly.

But compared with the previous kiss, this one lacked a bit of joy.

He thought, acting? Well, it doesn't matter, I can act if I want, as long as she is by my side.

Better is deception in turmoil than restraint in constancy.

Gu Shiche pursed his lips and held the back of her head with his big hands, preventing her from leaving.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck and held her like that.

Where she couldn't see, his black eyes narrowed slightly.

His eyes are filled with the sea.

But there is no light, like the endless black sea at night.

Jiang Wanqing felt uncomfortable after maintaining this posture for too long and moved to the side.

She suddenly felt something wet on her neck, and Jiang Wanqing was stunned.

"If you're going to lie to me, then keep lying to me."

"Until I die."

"Otherwise, if I expose you, you will be worse than dead."

What's wrong with him again?

Jiang Wanqing's hands were a little stiff, and she gently touched his back to comfort him.

Gu Shiche let her go only after her tears dried.

His black eyes glanced at her calmly, pretending nothing had happened.

Jiang Wanqing was about to say something when he interrupted her.

"Don't say it, hold it in!"

"But I..." Jiang Wanqing found the way he cried a little funny.

"Hold it back, swallow it back, don't ask, don't tell, and don't mention it again!"

Gu Shiche turned away feeling guilty, turned around and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

At this time, his phone rang. It was his secretary Zou Qi, who came to ask about his overtime arrangements in the evening.

Gu Shiche picked up the phone, his tone returning to his usual cold and aloof tone.

"Okay, I get it, but I'm going home tonight, so I won't work overtime tonight."

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned and a little bit unbelieving.

A few hours passed and the boss seemed like a different person, suddenly becoming compassionate.

After saying that, Gu Shiche added, "Everyone has been working hard recently. Tomorrow the entire company will have three days of paid leave."

As soon as he hung up the phone, the whole office building began to boil, and the cheers could be heard on the 66th floor.

Passersby under the office building almost thought it was a local earthquake.

Zou Qi held the phone and couldn't help but smack the screen hard.

As expected, the young lady is a savior! After spending a few hours with the boss, she has changed.

Living Bodhisattva! Young Madam, please come more often from now on!