The CEO's husband didn't come home every night, and Secretary Chu was angry

Yi Yichen frowned and looked at her strangely for a moment, then smiled again, pinched her face, and coaxed her, "So it was during the meal, and I was away for too long?"

He was still talking about the meal when Cao Minhui angrily asked, "Brother Yichen, you like Chu Mu, right?"

Why are you suddenly asking such a question?

He and Chu Mu had only known each other for a little over two months, so his love was too deep. But he couldn't be called heartless either. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let her move into the West Hill Villa.

what is that?

Yi Yichen thought about it. Perhaps it was the emotional balance that brought some joy to his empty life.

He smiled and continued to coax her, "Don't lie, I'm married."

"What kind of feelings can there be in a child marriage?" Cao Minhui stared at Yi Yichen with sadness, sorrow, forbearance and anger in her eyes.

"Then what are your feelings about your eldest brother marrying your eldest sister-in-law?"

This question left Cao Minhui speechless. Among the sons and daughters of wealthy families, who can truly decide their own marriage? The lucky ones can cultivate love after marriage, while the unlucky ones will live a life of separation.

But Yi Yichen was different. He didn't inherit the family company, but climbed to the top of the ladder based on his own strength. But she couldn't say anything to refute it. Who knew if the Yi family had any help in this?

……

Here, Chu Mu and Qi Man drove back to Jingxiu Garden.

On the way, Chu Mu kept looking at the rearview mirror to see if there were any suspicious vehicles following him.

Qi Man noticed her abnormality and asked hurriedly, "Mumu, what's wrong with you? You're acting weird today."

On normal days, Chu Mu would never go out of his way to pick her up from get off work, especially when there was someone else around her.

"I found that strange phone number." Chu Mu recounted what happened to Qi Man. "He was last seen at the Ten Painting Studio, so your guess might be right."

"I saw him today too!" Qi Man's pupils suddenly widened. "He was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, but I couldn't see his face clearly. He wasn't thin, and of average height."

Chu Mu was horrified and his steering wheel slipped, almost rear-ending the car in the next lane.

She quickly parked the car on the side of the road and looked at Qi Man worriedly. Except for the black-framed glasses, Lin Ji completely matched her description.

But Chu Mu quickly calmed down. Qi Man had a stress reaction to Lin Ji, and would tremble all over even at the mere mention of his name. Therefore, anyone who knew about what happened back then kept silent about this person.

If it is really Lin Ji, what will he do to Qi Man when he returns to Zhucheng?

Chu Mu didn't dare to think about it, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Qi Man saw it and asked hurriedly, "Mumu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Mu shook his head and said evasively, "I tracked that phone number for a month, and the places he appeared most often were where you were. So, Manman, you must promise me that you will be careful recently."

Not feeling relieved after she finished her explanation, she added, "I'll find some bodyguards to follow you every day."

"You're making such a fuss." Qi Man didn't think about Lin Ji at all. She said heartlessly, "You forgot that I have a black belt in Taekwondo and I've also learned Muay Thai. Four or five men are no match for me, so what's a mere strong man?"

"Manman!" Chu Mu called Qi Man's name solemnly, and said in a resounding voice, "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for one."

Seeing Chu Mu's insistence, Qi Man had no choice but to comply. Ever since that incident, the whole family had been very concerned about her safety, and Qi Man had become accustomed to their frightened appearance.

Chu Mu thought, now we live in a society ruled by law, with surveillance cameras everywhere and people filming with their phones everywhere. It should be much safer than it was back then.

After a moment of distraction, a shabby second-hand car brushed past her car. The man in the driver's seat smiled wickedly, looked at Qi Man in the rearview mirror, and said obscenely: "Dear Miss Qi, we meet again."

At the same time, under the sycamore tree opposite Jingxiu Park, the man with tattoos saw the familiar license plate number, threw down the cigarette butt in his hand, and extinguished it with his foot.

His sinister eyes were filled with ferocity, and he said with a sinister smile, "Chu Mu, long time no see!"