The Bully President and the Serious Wife

Xie Zhenting rushed home and went straight to the garage, where he started the engine of a sports car.

Mrs. Xie was surprised when she found out. "Zhen Ting, what's going on?"

"I'm going to be out for a while." Xie Zhenting's voice remained steady, without even a hint of anger.

Seeing the car, the wife was unhappy. "Then why do you drive a Bugatti? Didn't you say you wouldn't race anymore?"

All men like cars, and Xie Zhenting is one of them. He likes them, and he is rich, and his garage is filled with many of the world's most luxurious super cars.

The total price has exceeded 100 million pounds.In his wild and youthful days, he even participated in car racing.

The Bugatti cost him £3500 million but has yet to become the top car in his hypercar collection.

“I have to go sort out some things.”

His answer made his wife even more nervous. She was anxious. "What are you trying to solve? Where are you going? You're going to compete with the others, right? Child, you can't join them."

Xie Zhenting completely ignored her, closed the car door, and drove away quickly. Mrs. She was very angry and cried bitterly. “Everything is fine. What’s wrong?”

Grant was convinced that something was wrong with Xie Zhenting. After a series of unanswered calls, Xie Zhenting finally answered the phone. Grant asked anxiously, "Where are you, Xie Zhenting?

With one hand on the steering wheel, streetlights and buildings flashed past him, and he was going so fast that everything outside the window was a blur.

"On the way," Xie Zhenting replied calmly.

“What do you mean on the road? Where are you going?”

“The capital.”

Grant thought the bastard was crazy. “Why are you going at night? You’re crazy. It’s too far.”

Xie Zhenting hung up the phone.

How could he sleep if he didn't deal with this?

Xu Lu, that woman...

Once the call was hung up, Grant could no longer call back.

The distance between Singapore and Beijing is about 1200-1300 kilometers. Even if Xie Zhenting drives 400 kilometers per hour, it will take him three hours to get there.

But how is that possible? It will take at least 5 hours.

Grant returned to the hotel, terrified. He didn't sleep well that night.

He really didn't know what the photo was about.

He had never seen him lose control in such a short time. Even when he was younger, he would never do this, and it was clear that Xie Zhenting was mature enough to keep a cool head!

The problem lies in that photo.

Grant shook his head. He had hardly expected to see Xie Zhenting so angry over a girl. It was a miracle.

...

At 6:36 in the morning, Xie Zhenting finally arrived in Beijing after driving for six hours.

Throughout the journey, many traffic police cars reminded him, but all the reminders were to pay attention to safety rather than to arrest him.

He even laughed at himself when he thought about how he had lost his self-control because of a woman.

Xie Zhenting's handsome face showed a mocking expression. Xu Lu is really an incredible woman.

As soon as Xie Zhenting arrived in Beijing, he was no longer in a hurry. He would find that woman soon.

He thought about how to settle accounts with her.

Otherwise, his anger would not be suppressed.

In half an hour, he would arrive at the shooting location. Just then, his phone rang.

He wasn't going to answer the call, but when he glanced over and saw it was Jiang Lin, he picked up the phone. "Speak."

Jiang Lin said: "President... Miss Lulu... She boarded the plane to Singapore at 6:10 this morning..."

…F*k…

Four hours later, Jiang Lin picked up Xie Zhenting at the Singapore Airport.

A sleepless night, followed by six hours of driving, seemed to have had no effect except for a few red marks on his eyes.

He still looked calm, aloof, and arrogant.

Jiang Lin took him away and said quickly, "Master...you haven't slept all night. It's best to go home and rest first. I have arranged for the subsidiary to send your car back. It will be here soon."

After suffering so much torture, Xie Zhenting almost went crazy.

Jiang Lin called Xie Zhenting and she was about to cry.

Jiang Lin still hasn't figured out why Xie Zhenting spent the entire night getting himself like this.

Since Xie Zhenting became the president, she rarely called him "Young Master", but when she saw Xie Zhenting's appearance at the time, she couldn't help but use that name.

Xie Zhenting got into the car, closed his eyes, and said, "Go straight to Jinle Mansion.

Jiang Lin was afraid to say too much, so she said, "Okay."

Jinle Mansion is where the torturous Miss Xu Lu lives.

When they reached the downstairs of the apartment, Xie Zhenting suddenly opened his eyes.

“Give me your phone and wait for me downstairs.”

Jiang Lin didn't know why they asked for her phone, but despite this, she handed it over carefully.

Xie Zhenting got out of the car and walked into the building with Jiang Lin's phone.

Jiang Lin was getting more and more worried. The young master was in a bad mood, and Jiang Lin was praying that nothing serious would happen.

Without her cell phone, she couldn't call emergency medical services, the fire department, or the police. She was worried.

Xie Zhenting dialed a number immediately after entering the elevator.

Xu Lu spent a week filming in Beijing, which went quite smoothly. In the following days, they filmed scenes that didn't require her presence, so Xu Lu returned to Singapore.

She was about to unpack her luggage when her cell phone rang.

Seeing an unfamiliar number, Xu Lu hesitated for a moment before answering the call. "Hello..."

"Where are you?"

She was startled when she heard the voice. "What did you say?"

She glanced at the number and tensed. Putting the phone back to her ear, she said in her calmest voice, "I'm outside taking pictures."

Xie Zhenting's tone was relaxed. "Really? I want to claim back the debt you owed me two days ago."

Xu Lu couldn't tell what was special about his voice. She frowned and said, "Do you want to talk on the phone?"

When we walked out of the elevator, Xie Zhenting said, "Of course, I want you to cry twice."

Xu Lu gritted her teeth, almost knocking them out. She took a deep breath and said, "I don't mind, but are you sure this is enough?

“Of course, that’s not enough. I prefer the real deal. Open up.”

Xu Lu was completely stunned. “I was outside filming some scenes.”

Xie Zhenting laughed. "Don't pretend. I know you're in there. If you don't want me to just break in, then be a good girl and open the door."

She ran to the door and looked through the peephole. Seeing Xie Zhenting looking at her with his red eyes, her knees became weak.

Xu Lu knew he couldn't see her, but she became scared and panicked.

The person standing outside had a sly smile. After years of struggling in dangerous environments, she had an innate intuition about impending danger - she knew something was wrong with Xie Zhenting.