Has President Yu succeeded in chasing his wife today?

Chapter 384 I Can't Suppress My Love For You.

Yu Qing's expression blanked for a moment, and then she looked at Song Shu.

It's strange that Song Shu's expression is not the one she imagined - unbelievable jealousy, or sadness and sadness.

She just raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then looked at her again.

"Deeply...she is...your...??"

Yu Yanshen's expression was light, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

"What do you say?"

Song Shu opened his mouth and looked at Yu Qing with changing eyes.

Finally, she reached out and pushed the undrinked glass of milk in front of her to Yu Qing's eyes.

"Miss secretary...my name is Song Shu, hello."

Yu Qing reached out to take it, "Hello."

Before she could think about it, Song Shu quickly continued the next sentence——

"You can call me godmother, or Aunt Song, it doesn't matter."

Yu Qing paused for a moment with the hand holding the cup.

She looked up at the woman in front of her, and raised her eyebrows calmly.

Godmother... aunt?
She looked at the face of the man who was sitting loosely not far away, and the man still looked calm and relaxed.

"My mother's best friend, she is the one who opened the biggest beauty salon in Yaocheng. She's over 40, you can call me auntie."

As soon as his words fell, Song Shu's face immediately darkened.

"Damn child, what are you talking about? You godmother, I'm only 46 this year!"

"46 is not more than 40?"

Song Shuqi blushed, glanced at him, and looked at Yu Qing in a blink of an eye.

"His bad temper really doesn't know how you endured it. I was thinking before that if I can't find a wife, I might really have to spend money to buy him one... Now that I see you, my heart is finally Let it go."

Yu Yanshen listened to the side and snorted.

Although he didn't say anything, this snort contained enough ridicule and disdain.

Yu Qing saw that Song Shu was in his early thirties at most, but he never thought that he would run to 5 anyway.

Maybe it was because of the thick night and the dim light that she didn't look at her face carefully, but only saw her beautiful figure and well-maintained body, so she had such a misunderstanding.

She groaned after a while, and smiled sweetly.

"how could be."

Afterwards, Song Shu pestered Yu Qing to ask how her and Yu Yanshen's office romance developed. Of course, Yu Qing couldn't answer, so he made up a few casual sentences, but Song Shu was very happy to hear it, and said that he would also like to find a little freshman. The meat started a sunset red love.

Only now did Yu Qing know that Song Shu and Yu Yanshen's mother had a very good relationship. After his mother committed suicide, Song Shu never married.

It was because Song Shu had sworn at Yu Yanshen's mother's grave that he would treat him like his own.

Later, slowly, due to karma, I gave up the idea of ​​getting married and having children.

She wanted to say more, but was stopped by Yu Yanshen.

It's very late, don't delay when you're going to bed, and drive away Song Shu.

Song Shu was very happy, and held Yu Qing's hand and said——

She likes girls and will give birth to a little princess soon.

……

The door was closed, and neither Yu Qing nor Yu Yanshen were eloquent and talkative characters. After Song Shu left, the vain silence made people really uncomfortable.

Yu Qing sat on the sofa, looking at the gloomy river.

Yu Yanshen didn't mean to speak, as if he was just pretending in front of Song Shu before.

He was holding a foreign language magazine, leaning on the sofa and looking at it lazily.

Yu Qing thought, since she came, she must have thought about some things before coming.

For example, don't expect his love extravagantly, and seek equal affection.

After all, the purpose of her coming was not for love.

And she must no longer put on airs and let a man coax her, after all, it is not him who is begging for help.

Yu Qing stared at his profile, and stood up from the stool after a while.

She poured a cup of warm water familiarly, and put some honey at the bottom of the cup.

He walked up to his eyes in two or three steps, holding the cup in both hands and looking at him.

Yu Yanshen's gaze gradually shifted from the magazine to her face, it was so dark that no meaning could be seen.

"Ok?"

"I was very hoarse when I heard you talking just now... It might be better to drink some honey water."

One is selfish desire to please him.

The second is that she really felt that his hoarse voice made her want to take the initiative to pour him a glass of honey water.

Long after her voice fell, Yu Yanshen didn't reply.

It wasn't until Yu Qing gradually frowned and the temperature in the palm of his hand became more and more unbearable that Yu Yanshen opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Put it on the table."

Did not say to drink or say not to drink.

Yu Qing couldn't understand and couldn't figure out what Yu Yanshen was thinking.

If you don't accept her, then you won't say those words in front of Song Shu...if you accept it...not necessarily.

So, she still clenched her hands tightly.

"Honey water is useless when it's cold. It tastes sticky and it's not good for your throat."

The way Yu Yanshen looked at her finally changed slightly.

He placed the magazine casually on the side table, and reached out to take the honey water that Yu Qing handed over.

His throat rolled, he took a few sips and put the cup on the table—he picked up the magazine that Yu Qing didn't quite understand.

"it's OK now?"

Yu Qing looked at the cup with less than half of the honey water left, and pursed his lips.

She has indeed never been an active character, and most of them are of the opposite sex.

She has gotten used to this way of life, and now she wants to change, but she doesn't know where to start.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Qing looked at the medicine on the table.

"You haven't taken your medicine yet... You probably haven't changed your dressing for your wound. I know all these things. Can I help you deal with it?"

Yu Yanshen's eyes didn't even look at her this time.

He said to himself, "You can drink the medicine in a while, and treat the wound...you can also treat gunshot wounds? Song Shu was a doctor before, so he can treat wounds. You are different."

It directly blocked her words.

Yu Qing didn't speak again.

As time passed by, the magazine in Yu Yanshen's hand had already been flipped through several times by him, and he barely saw the flowers.

After 10 minutes, the man put the magazine in his hand on the bookshelf on one side.

His eyes fell on Yu Qing's face majestically, as if with a bit of mockery.

"Why, I read magazines and you read me. I have magazines that look good?"

Yu Qing's expression was a little dazed, and then she smiled abruptly.

"It's much more beautiful than black and white magazines. You are the richest and most handsome man in Yaocheng... aren't you?"

Maybe it's because I've seen Yu Qing for a long time with the kind of unwavering cheeks, and almost rarely has a vivid expression. Her smile at the moment, even if it's fake, makes people feel rare.

Rarely beautiful.

Yu Yanshen stared at the corner of her lips for a moment, and then quietly retracted his gaze.

He took a few steps forward, but there was no movement behind him.

He looked back and looked at the woman who was motionless, with a gloomy and unpredictable expression.

"Not following?"

(End of this chapter)