After getting married and running away, the scumbag begged me to get back together

After Su Xingque changed into his home clothes, he went downstairs and walked to the restaurant. The butler happened to be instructing the chef to serve the dishes. When he saw him coming, he took the initiative to pull away the chair and asked,

"Is the young master still awake? I'll ask him to come down for dinner."

Su Xingque didn't want to hide the real relationship between the two, so he stopped the housekeeper who had walked a few steps away, "Don't worry about him."

"Also, pack up the guest bedroom on the second floor for him to live in."

The butler has served Su's house for many years, knowing that there are reasons that others cannot see, so he naturally stopped talking, arranged according to Su Xingque's instructions, and quietly told the kitchen to leave a supper.

After getting in touch for a long time, he really likes Shen Zhu's character, and he is willing to take advantage of his status to help out a little, so that the child's life in the Su family will not be so difficult.

The old house has a large area, not many servants, coupled with Su Xingque's reticence and his own sense of alienation, he always maintains a state of complete silence.

There was only the slight sound of tableware colliding in the surroundings. Su Xingque quickly finished his dinner and was going to the study to deal with some transnational projects that could only be carried out at night due to jet lag.

The location of the restaurant is opposite to the small terrace on the second floor. Su Xingque was keenly aware of the gaze from above, and when he looked up, a small head quickly shrank behind the carved railing.

Like to see him so much?Su Xingque's gaze paused for a few seconds before he moved away as if nothing had happened.

This time the partner is a bit difficult, the other party is demanding and always puts forward new revisions. Su Xingque has been busy with the team for half a month, and every time he proposes a plan, many irrelevant ones will be picked out The problem.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party enjoyed a very high reputation and status in the industry, Su Xingque would not have spent so long with them patiently.

The plan proposed this time was completely rejected again, Su Xingque felt a little embarrassed, and asked the other party what was not enough in the video conference.

The representative of the other company was arrogant, throwing out a lot of jokes, mocking Su's cooperation with them this time only because of luck.

The wall clock on the wall had reached the early hours of the morning. Su Xingque listened sullenly to the closing remarks of the subordinate presiding over the meeting, hung up the video, and continued to hold an internal meeting for the project team members.

Everyone was miserable, but the big boss said that he wanted to smash this project, and they could only stay up all night at the price of baldness.

After clarifying the improvement measures, Su Xingque leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

The door of the study was knocked softly, with some hesitant pauses in the middle.

Usually, when Su Xingque stayed up late to deal with work, the housekeeper would bring coffee or tea. He didn't think much of it, and said it.

The door slowly opened a gap, and a thin figure came in after a few seconds.

Seeing that Su Xingque was closing his eyes to rest his mind, Shen Zhu couldn't help holding his breath, and hooked the slippers with his toes to avoid the sound of kicking.

He didn't stay idle all night, and pulled the housekeeper to ask Su Xingque about his living habits and personal preferences in detail, all of which were recorded in the memo on his mobile phone so that he could check it at any time.

Su Xingque noticed that the behavior of the visitor was different from usual, so he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Shen Zhu standing beside him with a tray, ready to put the coffee cup by his hand.

"Who let you in?" Su Xingque was full of anger due to work backlog, and was worried that he had nowhere to vent, so someone took the initiative to shoot at the muzzle.

The hand holding the cup froze in the air, Shen Zhu shrank back like a frightened deer, lowered his eyelids, covering the light in his eyes.

Seeing his submissive appearance, Su Xingque unreasonably thought of the group of employees under him who would only apologize if they didn't do well in the project, so he raised his hand and pushed the cup in front of him:

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

He swung his hand so suddenly that Shen Zhu had no time to dodge, he could only watch the scalding coffee spilled all over his hands and sleeves, and the ceramic cup fell to the floor and shattered.

"Ah!" Shen Zhu exclaimed subconsciously.

Regardless of the tingling pain in his hands and forearms, he quickly squatted down and picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground into the tray.

Originally, I planned to test whether Su Xingque's sentence that he was not allowed to appear in front of his eyes in the afternoon was an angry statement, but I didn't expect it to be self-defeating, just in time for Su Xingque to be irritable.

It is impossible to know whether that sentence is true or not, but he was honorably injured again.

Shen Zhu complained in his heart, but he still maintained his current personality in behavior.

"I'm sorry sir." Shen Zhu quickly squatted down to pick up the ceramic shards, "I'm just afraid that you are too tired."

Su Xingque snorted coldly, "Are you not tired like this?"

Shen Zhu was stunned by the one sentence, he couldn't help but clenched the porcelain in his hand, his skin was cut to blood by the sharp edges.

"I want to spend more time with my husband." Shen Zhu didn't raise his head when he spoke, his voice was muffled, as if he was talking to himself, "Why do you feel tired when you like someone?"

The corner of Su Xingque's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc and paused for a second, before he let out a sigh, "Do you like me, or do you like money?"

Cold sweat broke out on the back instantly, Shen Zhu's limbs were stiff, and he swallowed nervously.

Is it really the old fox in the mall who is seven years older than him?Did you see through your purpose all of a sudden?

"I like Mister." Shen Zhu's mind turned quickly, and he acted shyly, "Because Mister is a very powerful person."

"There are so many powerful people." Su Xingque obviously didn't like this, "Isn't it just your upstart father who wants money?"

"I'll give him the amount he wants, and I can give you one too."

"How about getting a divorce after taking the money?" Su Xingque narrowed his eyes, and let out a bargaining chip that he thought was enough to make Shen Zhu tempted.

Shen Zhu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Su Xingque thought that he was forced to marry by his father to ask for marriage resources, and didn't think about his pretending character.

"I don't want it." Shen Zhu's tone became firmer.

He wants to put a long line to catch big fish, so he doesn't want the little money in front of him!

Su Xingque didn't want to continue to entangle with Shen Zhu, so he unilaterally ended the conversation, got up and prepared to change his office.

Just as he was about to lift his feet, a small hand grabbed the trouser leg loosely.

With red eyes, Shen Zhu looked up at him, "Wait a moment, sir, be careful not to get stabbed in the foot."

The people squatting on the ground huddled into a small group, obviously they still had injuries on their hands, but they were anxious to care about his safety.

Really like him that much?Su Xingque didn't realize that this was his second hesitation today.

It's a pity that these are not enough to impress him. Shen Zhu's family background is too poor, and he doesn't have the personal ability to assist him at work, so he is not worthy of maintaining a long-term marriage relationship with him.

Su Xingque sat down in silence, raised his legs, and pressed down on the place Shen Zhu touched just now.

The moment Shen Zhu touched him, it was as if a fragmented electric current had flowed through his body, most of the irritability and low emotions before had dissipated, like a gust of wind blowing away the dark clouds when the storm was approaching.

How could there be such a weird feeling?

Su Xingque stared at the blacked out computer screen in a daze.