My wife is too strong, Mr. Chu can't stand it

Su Jin pursed her lips, but didn't insist and just lay down to sleep.

Chu Heng slowly breathed a sigh of relief after walking out of the lounge. He was afraid that Su Jin would pester him and make him cry or something, which would be quite embarrassing.

He glanced at Qi Chen who was peeking and said nothing. He sat back at the table and continued to deal with company matters.

I wasted a lot of time abroad and was stabbed in the back at home. There are indeed a lot of things to deal with.

Half an hour later, Chu Heng stopped, sent Qi Chen out, and gently opened the door to see the person on the bed, who was already asleep.

He knew Su Jin too well. She went to bed early and woke up late. Moreover, they had just been on the plane for such a long time, so she had to fall asleep as soon as she got to the bed.

He didn't go in to disturb them, but turned around and walked out. He stood in front of the window, lit a cigarette, and looked up at the huge billboard opposite.

Just by looking up, Chu Heng saw the ghost-faced man sitting on the billboard.

Chu Heng's eyes trembled slightly, and he immediately opened the window and threw the spear transformed from the bracelet over.

The ghost-faced man seemed to be in a daze, thinking about something, and only reacted after he threw the spear.

The moment he raised his eyes, the spear froze, and without hesitation, it turned back to Chu Heng's wrist, trembling.

Chu Heng had a hunch that this ghost-faced man was very dangerous, even as powerful as Su Jin.

But he felt strange that this ghost-faced man didn't seem to have any ill will towards him and suddenly appeared to save him at that time.

He wanted to speak but was afraid of disturbing Su Jin, but the ghost-faced man had already stood up and prepared to leave.

In a hurry, Chu Heng took off the bracelet and threw it over again. The bracelet failed to transform into a spear, and the force was not enough to hit the ghost-faced man.

But Chu Heng didn't know what was going on. After throwing it out, he turned around and went back to his desk to get a pen and paper.

When he returned to the window, the bracelet was hanging in the open window, and he could reach it with his hand. The ghost-faced man was still standing there, as if waiting for him.

Chu Heng did not take the bracelet, but quickly wrote on a blank A4 paper.

【Thank you, who are you? 】

Chu Heng turned the paper over to show the ghost-faced man. The other party did not respond, but waved his hand, and the hanging bracelet was clasped on Chu Heng's wrist. The ghost-faced man also turned around and disappeared, leaving nothing behind.

Chu Heng watched quietly, his brows furrowed.

He was sure that the ghost-faced man was not an enemy, but his identity made him somewhat concerned.

Chu Heng looked down at the bracelet, thought for a long time, closed the window, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can, turned around and went back to the lounge to rinse his mouth, changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed.

As soon as he lay down, Su Jin hugged him. He was not awake, but it was just a habit he had developed over a long period of time.

Chu Heng hugged her, closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it, planning to tell Su Jin about this tomorrow morning.

Su Jin slept until very late as usual, and there was no one beside her.

He got up and saw the thermos on the bedside table. There was a note underneath. It was left for him by Chu Heng, telling him to wait for him in the office for dinner.

Su Jin was somewhat happy and completely forgot about the unpleasantness of last night.

He knew that Chu Heng was fooling him, but he couldn't get angry. After washing up, he took his breakfast and went to the office outside to eat.

After he finished eating, Chu Heng also came back and followed him to report to Qi Chen.

As for the online public opinion, yesterday's handling plan basically worked, but it is not so fast to completely bring the public opinion over.

In addition, the company has many rivals who all want to take advantage of the opportunity to step on it, and there is still a lot to deal with later.

Chu Heng listened, walked up to Su Jin and touched his head, "Wait a moment."

Su Jin responded softly and waited until Qi Chen finished his report and left before getting up and walking to Chu Heng.

"Is it troublesome?" Su Jin was a little worried. Although he had driven away those who were possessed by others, the company's problems still existed. You could tell from the dark circles under Qi Chen's eyes.

Chu Heng pulled him over and sat him on his lap. "Anything that can be solved is not a problem. Besides, aren't you going to find Tu Qianyi?"

Su Jin pursed his lips and said nothing. He wanted to hide it from Chu Heng, but it seemed that he failed.

Chu Heng pinched his waist lightly, and his expression became serious, "I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

"Yesterday, a truck lost control and crashed into me. The car I was riding in also suddenly lost control. A man wearing a ghost mask appeared and stopped the car. He also broke the truck driver's soul apart."

Chu Heng looked into Su Jin's eyes and saw the change of emotions in his eyes, from nervousness and worry to suspicion. Chu Heng pursed his lips and continued to add.

"The ghost-faced man appeared again last night, on the billboard across the street. The bracelet is very afraid of him."

Su Jin was puzzled, "Why didn't you call me?"

"I felt like he didn't have any ill intentions. You fell asleep, so I didn't call you." Chu Heng turned the pen in his hand and spoke uncertainly.

"He must be a ghost. No one else can see him. Have you seen him in the underworld? Do you want to ask Xuan Qi?"

Su Jin's expression turned serious. "Does he have any characteristics?"

"He was dressed in black and had a ghost mask covering his entire face. No features could be seen."

Chu Heng raised his hand to show Su Jin the bracelet on his wrist as he spoke, “The first time I threw the spear, it stopped immediately, and it was shaking when it returned to my hand.

I lost it again and tried to ask him who he was, but he just gave it back to me and left.”

Su Jin touched the bracelet, but couldn't say anything. No matter how much she wanted to ask, she couldn't get any answers.

Su Jin was a little concerned and looked up at Chu Heng, "Do you think I know him?"

"That should be the case. Otherwise, why would you save me for no reason?" Chu Heng held Su Jin's waist tightly. "I originally thought that if Wu Qing wanted to deal with you, he might attack my weakness first, but now it seems that it is not so easy to lure him out."

Su Jin glared at him, "Who told you to use yourself as bait?"

"Don't I have your mark on me? And if I'm threatening you, I must capture you alive. Only when I have evidence against you will Wu Qing show himself."

Su Jin's face was full of disapproval, and she twisted Chu Heng's waist hard, "If you continue like this, I will beat you to death without Wuqing doing anything."

"I was wrong, Jin, be gentle."

Chu Heng begged for mercy and bit Su Jin's neck lightly. It really hurt.

Su Jin retracted her strength, lifted Chu Heng's head, and said seriously, "I will handle Wu Qing's problem myself. You are not allowed to do anything reckless. Do you hear me?"

"I heard you. I promise not to mess around."

Chu Heng was equally serious. Seeing Su Jin's relaxed expression, he turned his chair, opened the cabinet behind him, took out a few long boxes, and opened them on the table.

"Take a look at what they have. They were delivered a few days ago. Take your pick and see which one is the best."

Su Jin looked over and saw that it was a long strip of cut jade, just the right length and thickness to make a jade flute.

There are many of them, all of which are very good jade materials.

Su Jin picked up and put down one by one, and quickly chose the white jade one. After holding it in his hand for a while, he carved it out.

Chu Heng took it and looked at it carefully. "I think I can make a pendant on it. I see flutes in TV dramas have one."

Su Jin gave Chu Heng a look of disdain, "That's called flute ears or floating ears."

"Well, it's a spike anyway. I want one too, and I want a red one. Can you make one for me?"

Chu Heng looked at Su Jin eagerly, and poked his finger into Su Jin's palm. "Is it okay if I do it manually?"