The President's Best Wife

Chapter 112 Chapter 112
When Wen Qiao returned to the private room, she picked up Fu Shiheng's coat, put on her bag, and went to the bar to check out.

"Hello, have you seen the man in private room 405? He is my boyfriend, so I went to the restroom and disappeared when I came out." Wen Qiao compared Fu Shiheng's height and appearance, and returned his cell phone Show her the photos in it.

The cashier at the bar smiled and shook his head slightly, "Sorry, I didn't see it, you can ask the floor attendant again, maybe they know."

Wen Qiao was slightly discouraged, "No need, he is very tired from work every day, maybe he went home."

After paying the bill, it's 25:[-].

Wen Qiao first sent Meiji Court a location, then left the hotel, and casually threw the coat in his hand into the trash can.

When Meiji Court came over, it was already past 40:[-].

Through the car window, she saw Meiji Tei leaning on the seat frowning, with two buttons of his white shirt unbuttoned, looking very tired.

With a guilty conscience, I always feel that his tired appearance is caused by himself. May I ask which man can tolerate the girl he likes getting too close to other men?

Either the man doesn't love it, or he just can't.

Apparently, the Meiji Court was neither.

Then there is only one possibility, he is creating space for himself and does not want to deprive himself of his freedom.

She approached the car and knocked on the window.

Meiji Court opened his eyes and saw a smiling girl outside the car, dressed in a retro style, with a hint of youthfulness in her mature attire.

She tickled him with her pale fingers, "Come out, sir."

The girl's smile seemed to have infected him, and the tiredness on his face gradually faded to be replaced by a gentle smile.

He pushed the door to get out of the car, stood still, and the girl in front of him jumped onto him with a whoosh, her slender legs clamped his strong waist, and her hands wrapped around his smooth neck.

Meiji Court was slightly surprised by her actions, but subconsciously supported her hips with his hands, "Why do you suddenly look like a child."

He said so on his mouth, but his face was full of pampering.

Wen Qiao smiled at his words, and tightened his arms around his neck, "I see that you are so tired from working every day and want to surprise you."

"Is this a surprise?" Wen Qiao said "yes", in exchange for Mei Zhiting's laugh, "You know I'm tired, but you still jumped up and tossed my waist. Do you think I'm not old enough?"

"How old are you talking nonsense, if you say you are old next time, I will have a fight with you." Wen Qiao feigned anger at him.

"Also, you can't say something about a man's waist, otherwise it will really be bad in the future."

Meiji Court freed up a hand, pinched her little face, and gnashed her teeth a little bit while pampering, "I'm getting more and more shameless, who did you learn these words from?"

Wen Qiao pushed his hand away, and he squeezed it again, "Huh?"

His dark eyes made Wen Qiao feel trembling in his heart, "I... heard what others said..."

She blinked her almond eyes, and her big wet eyes were pitiful, "Then I won't talk about it in the future, don't be angry."

Meiji court sighed softly, "Next time I say something like that, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Qiao waved his hands again and again: "Don't say it, don't say it, definitely don't say it."

The appearance of her confessing in time really made Meiji court laugh. The fatigue from the day was gone, and even her displeasure at seeing Fu Shiheng disappeared.

　It's late, it's late, bosses, please see (●●)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)