When the marriage partner is my mortal enemy, I am scared

Chu He took a shower as quickly as possible, not even bothering to blow dry her hair. She tied her half-dry hair into a half-bun.

She was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, with delicate facial features and no makeup, but it didn't affect her aura at all.

When Chu He opened the door, she saw two burly men standing outside.

The two men were wearing black suits and standing on the left and right like door gods.

They both said in unison, "Hello, sister-in-law!"

Seeing Chu He was a little confused, one of the big men with short hair hurriedly said, "Sister-in-law, your room is quite remote. Brother Cheng was worried that you couldn't get out, so he asked us to take you out."

Hearing this, Chu He smiled awkwardly.

I thought, it’s just like the underworld.

She said "Hmm!" without any seriousness and walked out in her high heels.

The two of them hurried forward to lead the way.

I don’t know how many circles she went around to get in last night. Anyway, if she walks by herself now, she will definitely not be able to find the way out.

Qingshan Bar is closed during the day, so it is very quiet at this time.

At this moment, the slender and tall Chu He, together with two strong men, looked like the sister-in-law of a gangster.

Occasionally, there were cleaning staff along the way, but when they saw this scene, they all politely stepped aside.

Thinking about how familiar Xiao Cheng was with Qingshan Bar last night, as if it were his own backyard, Chu He was also a little confused.

However, she didn't have time to think about it right now; the important thing to do was to return to the gallery.

Half an hour later, on the second floor of Bu Ran Gallery.

The soft lighting adds a hazy artistic atmosphere to the entire space.

Huo Yuchuan was wearing a well-fitting suit and holding a brochure in his hand. He stood in front of an oil painting, looking up and carefully admiring the work on the wall.

Hearing the sound of high heels, a slender figure looked towards her, still with a gentle and decent smile on his face.

"Mr. Huo, I'm sorry I'm late."

"Haha, I'm the one who should be apologizing. I came here without calling. I was just passing by and came in to take a look, but your work here is quite interesting. I looked at it for a while."

These polite words made Chu He feel that Huo Yuchuan seemed to be still the same as before, humble, polite and easy to get along with.

In such a comparison, that dead man Xiao Cheng was instantly turned into ashes.

"Mr. Huo, you're so polite." Chu He looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late. I'll treat you to dinner. There's a nice restaurant nearby. I wonder if you have time."

Huo Yuchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the time on his wrist.

"Okay."

As they talked, the two came to a famous private restaurant.

This place is located on the top floor of a landmark building in Wancheng. The consumption is quite high and only reservations are accepted.

Occasionally, you will encounter some familiar figures from TV news and big stars in the film and television circles.

As soon as we entered the door, a waiter came forward to greet us warmly.

Chu He is a frequent visitor here and a member who often books a booth, so naturally, she doesn't need to make a reservation.

"It's still the same old seat."

After saying that, Chu He took Huo Yuchuan and walked straight towards the window.

"Miss Chu..."

The waiter was obviously a little panicked and hurriedly jogged after him.

The old seat Chu He mentioned was next to the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, with an excellent view, allowing one to take in the city's most prosperous and beautiful scenery.

At this time, the waiter followed behind her and said apologetically, "Miss Chu, I'm so sorry. Your seat is... taken."