The president is cold during the day and kisses at night

Chapter 208 Wen Qing Loves Him and Cares About Him
Shang Yinghan nodded, matching her exaggerated acting skills: "See you later."

Wen Qing didn't know that what he said was serious, she thought it was just a polite remark, she smiled and nodded: "Okay~"

When she was about to open the door, she stopped and turned to look at Shang Yinghan. He was looking at her, and when he turned around, his eyes met.Her heart skipped a beat, and she even forgot what she wanted to say when she turned around!

The smile on Shang Yinghan's lips never faded: "Huh?"

Wen Qing's ears felt hot, he pursed his lips, and said what he wanted to say all the time in his heart: "I just saw Mr. Shang's eyes were slightly black and blue. I guess it's because he hasn't had a good rest recently. Mr. Shang is also busy with work. Pay attention to rest."

She cares about him.

Just caring about her as an outsider.

It's obviously too much to say, it's not what she should say, but she can't help it, so she said it when she wanted to.

Shang Yinghan just looked at her quietly for a long time, until Wen Qing repeated what he just said before he came back to his senses and replied: "Okay."

Only then did Wen Qing open the car door with peace of mind.

The car door was only opened a little, and Chen Jian, who was standing outside the car door, immediately reached out to help her open the car door, Wen Qing got out of the car, and looked at Chen Jian: "Thank you, Secretary Chen."

Chen Jian nodded: "Miss Qingwu, go slowly."

Wen Qing felt that she was quite satisfied today. After meeting Shang Yinghan and spending so long alone with him, although she was a little afraid of him at first, when she really stood in front of him, she was afraid that the word would be thrown out at once. Cloud Nine.

She looked around and saw Wen Xingzhi's car.

Wen Xingzhi was still dressed as 'Mr. Wang', leaning against the edge of the car door and waiting for her to come over.

Wen Qing trotted over, Wen Xingzhi reached out to take the bag for her, put his arms on her shoulder blades behind her, opened the door for her, Wen Qing bent down and got into the car, the car turned around and drove away from this place slowly.

……

Chen Jian opened the driver's door and returned to the car.

He noticed the direction Mr. Shang was looking at. That car was coming to pick up that Qingwu's car, and the car drove away slowly until the rear of the car could not be seen.

Shang Yinghan looked away and said, "Check the license plate of that car."

Chen Jian nodded: "Okay."

Shang Yinghan's eyes were dark, and the depression on his face was a little heavy.

Chen Jian turned around and asked, "Mr. Shang, are you still going back to the old house tonight?"

Shang Yinghan hummed, then closed his eyes and rested his mind.

For Chen Jian, Mr. Shang didn't return to Dijing Manor recently, which made him feel a little strange.If Mr. Shang does not usually return to Dijing Manor to live, it is normal to occasionally change places to live.

What surprised him was that Mr. Shang still went back to the old house when his wife was in Dijing Manor.

There is another strange point that makes Chen Jian very sharp.

It was the woman named Qingwu who followed Mr. Wang today.

Mr. Shang has never been close to women. When discussing cooperation, if the other party brings a female companion, he will not be too harsh, but today Mr. Shang directly asked him to invite this person named Qingwu out...

After taking her to the lounge, he ordered him to cut off all the signals in that lounge.

When it was over, I called people into the car to meet again.

Chen Jian couldn't figure it out for a while, so he didn't think much about it and focused on driving.

……

the other side.

Wen Qing got into Wen Xingzhi's car, just put on the seat belt, looked up, and met Shang Wen Xingzhi's eyes full of resentment.

She asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

Wen Qing put her hand on the steering wheel, and squeezed it again and again: "If I'm not mistaken, you just got off the Shangyinghan car?"

Wen Qing generously admitted: "So what."

Wen Xingzhi lowered his tone: "Ancestor!"

Wen Qing knew what Wen Xingzhi was worried about, for the sake of him turning back to pick her up, she didn't make him anxious, so she briefly talked about the situation.

After Wen Xingzhi finished listening, his expression remained silent.

Wen Qing pulled the seat belt in front of him with both hands, moved closer to him, and asked, "Do you think I've been spotted?"

Wen Xingzhi concentrated on driving, and replied with a firm tone: "No, you can't be seen easily with such a disguise."

Wen Qing said: "Fake faces are always fake. Most of the time, people don't just rely on a pair of eyes to distinguish, but rely on intuition."

Wen Xingzhi was stunned speechless.

Because he couldn't deny that what his sister said made sense.

"Hmph, you're just too sure." Wen Qing tutted.

As for whether Shang Yinghan noticed anything unusual or not, in fact Wen Qing herself was not sure, saying that Shang Yinghan only had doubts about her identity.She felt that unless he could see that the counterfeit version was fake, it would be possible for him to recognize her as the real one.

Back to the apartment.

The cottage is up and cleaning at her house.

Wen Qing asked Wen Xingzhi: "Is she very diligent in hygiene?"

Otherwise, why did I come back to see her twice because she was doing hygiene!

Wen Xingzhi said: "I am her employer, and when I hire her, besides replacing you, I have to do other things."

Wen touched his chin lightly, focusing on the key points: "You are calling on a face like mine, have you considered my feelings?"

Wen Xingzhi felt guilty and didn't answer.

He threw his coat on the sofa, opened the toolbox he took out of the car, put on fitted rubber gloves on both hands, and took out the potion: "Come here gently, I'll take off the mask for you."

Wen Qing touched this face that didn't belong to her: "Didn't I just wear it for a few hours? Except for just a few minutes after wearing it, I don't feel any discomfort now."

Wen Xingzhi had already unscrewed the lid of the potion, and walked towards her with a small brush in his hand: "I don't feel uncomfortable, but it doesn't mean I'll be fine. To be safe, I'll stick it on when you need it. Let the skin breathe."

Wen Qing felt that it made sense, so she cooperated, and she was more comfortable looking at her own face.

Taking off the mask, Wen Qing went to wash his face.

When she came out, she saw the fake version holding her mobile phone, just after finishing the call, Wen Qing came over: "Whose call did you answer?"

The counterfeit version answered her: "Shu Yi's phone number."

Wen Qing: "?"

Wen Xingzhi sat there with a contemplative expression on his face, apparently not interfering with the copycat answering the phone just now.

Wen Qing was a little apprehensive: "What did you talk to Shu Yi about?"

The copycat version handed her the phone back and said, "I accepted her birthday party invitation."

Wen Qing looked puzzled: "I don't get along with her, I can't get along anywhere, if you know me, you should refuse directly, go to the dog's table and not go to her Hongmen banquet."

The copycat turned to look at Wen Xingzhi.

Wen Xingzhi remained silent and didn't say anything, only his eyes flickered.

Wen Qing didn't understand what this eye contact meant, so she asked the counterfeit version: "Is that me going, or you going?"

The copycat version asked her: "Do you want to go?"

Wen Qing shook her head vigorously: "I won't go if I learn a lot from a pit."

The counterfeit version said: "Then I will go."

This was said very lightly, and the look of not paying attention to Shuyi's dirty tricks was very domineering, Wen Qing suddenly felt that the counterfeit version was barely pleasing to the eye with her own face.

This copycat version should be able to deal with it, if something happens, she will really do it.

Just thinking about it, I heard the smug tone of the counterfeit version: "You don't have a chance if you want to go, so Uncle Wu will accompany me to attend."

Wen Qing: "..."

It turns out that it only takes a second to be pleasing to the eye or not.

(End of this chapter)