Regretful, Mr. Lin's pursuit of his wife ended in a funeral

"Come here." Lin Qingxuan stretched out his hand, palm facing up, so that she could hand her hand to him with confidence.

Gu Xiqing covered her face with her hands and shook her head, her loose hair just covering the half of her face that was hit.

"I'm really fine." Gu Xiqing leaned against the window and refused to move.

Since she won't come, then he will go.

Lin Qingxuan sat down next to her, pried her hands apart, looked at the red slap marks on her face, and frowned slightly. "If I hadn't gone to that restaurant, how were you going to tell me tomorrow that you weren't home tonight?"

"I drank too much with the employees and went to sleep at Shen Xiang's house..." Gu Xiqing met his sharp eyes and spoke in a lower and lower voice.

"Have you always lied to me like this before?"

While he didn't know what terrible situation she was in, was she just bearing it all by herself?

Many images of her appeared in my mind: her sitting at the bus stop in the snow waiting for the bus, her crying, her walking with her head down when she saw him, and her running away in panic by pulling her long sleeves to cover her arms.

It is his memory of this time and space.

So when we see Gu Xiqing crying most of the time, is that the Gu Xiqing who was kicked out of home?

"We weren't familiar with each other before." Gu Xiqing felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She sniffed and lowered her eyes sadly. Her long eyelashes hid the tears in her eyes. "There's no need to lie to you."

"Not familiar?" Lin Qingxuan sighed softly, took her into his arms, and gently patted her back to comfort her, "Then from now on, I will get to know you."

Gu Xiqing listened quietly to his heartbeat, feeling his body temperature passing the weak warmth to herself, without saying a word.

The car started again, passing through the bustling city, through the towering buildings, and then through a long sycamore road, and drove into the Tinghai Villa area.

Qiao Sen had already been waiting for them in the villa.

When he saw Gu Xiqing's half red and swollen face, he gasped in fright.

"So cruel?"

How much hatred must one have to use such force to kill someone?

If it were any closer, my eardrum would have been perforated.

He quickly asked Gu Xiqing to sit down on the sofa. He took out the medical kit he brought with him, disinfected half of her face, applied hot compress, and bandaged it.

"The swelling will go away tomorrow, and the marks will disappear in three or four days." Qiao Sen finished speaking to Gu Xiqing, then pulled Lin Qingxuan aside. He turned back to glance at Gu Xiqing, who was replying to a message on her phone, and whispered, "Mr. Lin, although I'm your attending physician and you're my employer, I still want to warn you. We live in a society ruled by law now, and it's wrong for you to hit someone, especially a woman..."

Lin Qingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, the smile in his eyes mixed with a creepy coldness. He looked at him with gritted teeth, "I, Lin Qingxuan, am not so cowardly as to hit a woman."

"Then..." Qiao Sen smiled awkwardly and quickly took a step back, keeping him at arm's length. "Who was that? She's your wife. Putting aside her identity as your wife, how could the Vice President of Tiansheng get beaten up?"

Qiao Sen really couldn't think of anyone else who would dare to do this to Gu Xiqing except Lin Qingxuan.

In Tiansheng, he often met Gu Xiqing. Every time he saw her, she always gave the impression of being a beautiful, strong woman who was gentle, humble and polite.

He can talk about cooperation with a group of old foxes with ease, and have dinner with employees without any airs of a leader.

Not only is the work in Tiansheng Building B not as easy as in Building A, the holiday benefits are also better than those in Building A. It is clearly the same company, but they have two sets of employee benefits.

Who would be so foolish as to attack such a beloved leader?

Qiao Sen couldn't understand.