The wife is rebellious, and the boss surrenders obediently

Chapter 142: Tenderness Only for Her

Neither of them spoke, but they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Perhaps because the incident happened suddenly, Qin Moli did not push him away in time.

And Song Yizhuo also enjoys such softness and warmth. She has long grown from an innocent girl to a capable lady.

However, he still hoped that the person who could give her a sense of security would still be him.

Jia Ya braked suddenly and stopped at the emergency stop. Her hands and feet were shaking: "Boss Qin, I'm sorry..."

The more she tried to behave well, the more mistakes she made.

Shen Yan also hit his head. He didn't care about himself and quickly turned back to look at Qin Moli, "Boss Qin, are you okay?"

Qin Moli got up from Song Yizhuo's arms and said, "I'm fine."

Song Yizhuo also sat up straight and opened the car door. "Jia, get out!"

"What are you going to do?" Qin Moli saw that his tone was very fierce.

Song Yizhuo said again: "Shen Yan, you drive and take President Qin home to rest."

Jiaya was standing on the side of the road, still shivering.

She was not only afraid of what happened while driving, but also afraid of Song Yizhuo's murderous expression.

Shen Yan got into the driver's seat, and Qin Moli slid down the window, "Song Yizhuo..."

Oh! The full name is called!

She doesn't call him Manager Song anymore?

She was also stunned by Song Yizhuo's cold expression, but when he faced her, his cold face suddenly softened a lot.

She even suspected that he was performing Sichuan Opera face-changing.

"I just don't want her to continue driving. Safety first, you go back first." Song Yizhuo was not only caring but also doting.

"Mr. Qin, Manager Song is right." Shen Yan also agreed.

Qin Moli did not ignore Jia Ya's uneasiness, "You go home and have a rest. It's not your fault for what happened today."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin." Jia Ya cried with emotion.

After Shen Yan drove away, Jia Ya didn't dare to leave because Song Yizhuo didn't leave.

Song Yizhuo took out his cell phone and said, "Lao He, drive over to pick me up and stop a car for me. I'll send you the license plate number."

He just took a look at it and memorized the license plate number.

When Jia Ya saw his decisive and ruthless iron-blooded tactics, she also heard gossip that this was the former big CEO who now condescended to work as a project manager in their company.

Song Yizhuo lit a cigarette. Under the dim street lights, his tall figure looked even more heroic and gentlemanly.

"What are you looking at? Why aren't you leaving?" He had no patience with others, nor was he gentle at all.

Jia was in a meeting today, and when she heard him talking about pursuing his wife, she naturally had no other thoughts about him, she simply thought he was too pleasing to the eye.

"I'm waiting for Manager Song's order." Jia Ya shrank her neck like a quail.

Song Yizhuo blew out a smoke ring, "You are not my subordinate, you listen to Mr. Qin."

"Yes!" In Jia's eyes, he was also an unattainable senior in the workplace.

She quickly turned around and ran, fearing that she would be too late and get scolded again.

Soon, He Sheng drove Song Yizhuo's Maybach over.

"By the way, prepare a business car worth about 100,000 yuan for me." Song Yizhuo took a step forward and got into the car.

"Mr. Song, do you have to do the whole show?" He Sheng was very gossipy. When he started the accelerator, he did not forget to gossip about today's events. "Mr. Song, let me interview you. How do you feel about being a project manager for the first time?"

Song Yizhuo doesn't care about being a project manager at all.

However, every day he was so close to Qin Mo, he was filled with joy.

He wondered if she had been cheering like this when she secretly liked him before?
She was afraid that he would see through her feelings, so she hid them. Now, the situation has turned to him.

She didn't want to talk about relationships, he could tell.

So, he only talked to her about work.

He wanted to go through what she had experienced again.

This way, he could understand her completely and even make her fall in love with him again.

He Sheng saw that his mental state was much better than before. "Other people's lives start low and end high, but Mr. Song's life starts high and ends low. You are still so radiant. It turns out that love is the best medicine. The future is promising!"

"You're the only one who talks too much! Why don't you go and act in a play?" Although Song Yizhuo was complaining about him, his tone was full of life.

Unlike before, he was lifeless, like a walking corpse, and even when he was alive, he seemed dead.

He Sheng was also happy to see that he was in a better mood: "I'm a lawyer, it's normal for me to talk a lot, am I supposed to perform pantomime with my clients?"

While the two were arguing, the Mercedes that had overtaken their car had been stopped by the traffic police, who found that the driver had not only crossed the line illegally, but was also driving under the influence.

Song Yizhuo got out of the car, walked up and kicked the driver hard several times.

What if this drunk driver hit their car and Qin Moli was injured?
The traffic police were all confused, "What's going on?"

"You knew you were drunk, but you didn't find a designated driver and drove yourself. You were looking for death, and other vehicles on the road would suffer a traffic accident. People like you should have your driver's license revoked for life and be thrown into jail." Song Yizhuo kicked and scolded him.

He was clearly in his thirties, but he was still as excited as an angry young man, just because he almost got Qin Moli hurt.

The traffic police stopped him quickly for fear of someone dying.

He Sheng stepped forward and said, "This man was driving and almost hit Mr. Song's car. If the driver hadn't dodged quickly, the consequences would have been disastrous. Uncle traffic policeman, look, Mr. Song's watch was broken."

He held Song Yizhuo's hand, and the watch worth millions was now broken into pieces.

He Sheng never suffers a loss. "Let him pay the money. If he doesn't, I'll sue him. By the way, I'm lawyer He Sheng."

The young traffic policeman blinked his eyes. It was obvious that He Sheng was much older than him, but he still called him uncle. Is there such a young uncle?

Only after the incident was recorded did He Sheng send Song Yizhuo home.

Qin Mo left Bethle's villa, and the children were playing with Lego.

Bei Si Le told her, "Little Sweet Potato doesn't want to go out these days."

"What's wrong with him?" Qin Moli walked in and took a sip of water first.

Bei Si Le sighed, "Maybe it was when we just returned to China and went to the hospital to visit my aunt, and ran into Song Yizhuo."

Qin Moli was a little surprised. Why didn't Song Yizhuo ask her for a child?
"I dressed up Little Sweet Potato as a girl!" Beth Le was proud of her cleverness.

Qin Moli almost spit out a mouthful of water, "Little Sweet Potato is willing too?"

"He said he doesn't want to see his scumbag father either!" Bethle spread his hands.

Qin Moli: "..."

When she got off the car today, she discovered that his watch was broken and there were some debris left on her car.

At that moment, his protection for her was real.

If he hadn't blocked it, she might have been the one who got hurt.

However, Song Yizhuo said nothing and got out of the car angrily.

Early the next morning.

After Qin Mo left the company, she came early, and Song Yizhuo came earlier than her.

Her eyes would always glance at his wrist, wondering how the injury on his wrist looked.

But Song Yizhuo covered himself tightly, looking like an abstinent old cadre, as if he was afraid that she would covet his body.

Has this man really changed? He doesn't ask for benefits after doing good things?

(End of this chapter)