Sweet Wife Sad President Guan

Chapter 387 I Ask You Who Did It!
Secretary Lin stood awkwardly outside the door, "President..."

"President Mo, it's not your emotional debt that came to you, is it?" one of the older men said jokingly.

Ke Zi came to his senses and rushed towards the lounge next to him.

She blushed, and felt that her face was burning hot. She was ashamed to be teased like this, and she didn't know if Murphy would be angry...

"Okay, that's the end of today's discussion, you go out first." Murphy said to the two old men transferred from the S city headquarter with a blank face, very unhappy with his previous nonsense.

"Xiao Fei, you can't do this, do you want to end work immediately because of such a woman?" Another man seemed to be educating him with earnestness.

Mo Fei's face darkened, "That's my wife! Also, I don't think the two uncles came here to teach me a lesson, right?"

"Don't dare."

"How dare we, hehe, President Mo is joking, then, regarding the jewelry design department, President Mo should not be negligent."

"I see, let's go out."

Mo Fei dismissed the two old guys with a cold face, thinking that something was wrong with Ke Zi just coming in, raised his eyebrows, and walked to the lounge.

Ke Zi was washing her nose in the bathroom. She didn't know if she had bumped into something again. The nosebleed that had stopped just now continued to flow non-stop. The sink was red with blood, which looked shocking.

Her face was covered with water, even half of her forehead hair was wet.

Murphy was shocked when he entered, "What's wrong with you?"

He stretched out his hand and lifted her chin lightly, raised her face, patted her forehead, and took water to wash her, Ke Zi screamed: "It hurts——"

The two of them tossed in the bathroom for a long time, her face turned pale, and the nosebleed finally stopped, but her nose was red and swollen.

For fear of another nosebleed, she dared not walk with her head down.

Murphy also heaved a sigh of relief. The pot of red blood that just came in scared him to death. For a time, he had a sensitivity to blood.

Now I saw her go out and lay on her back on the bed in the lounge, her eyes were red, her nose was red, and she looked dumbfounded.

He couldn't laugh or cry, "Did you bump into a telephone pole while walking?"

This is clearly a joke!
As soon as he sat down on the edge of the bed, she stretched out her feet to kick him, not caring that her shoes would stain his clothes.

"Then it can't be that he was punched by someone, right?" Murphy guessed wildly as if joking.

"Yeah." Ke Zi nodded sullenly, her voice still a little nasal.

Murphy's face changed, and he became gloomy, and he frowned and asked her, "Who?"

Ke Zi sat up, shook her head, and said, "I did a good thing today—"

"I ask you who did it!" He looked anxious, who dared to bully his wife!

"Listen to me. One of my sister's purses was robbed. I helped her catch up with the thief. I accidentally ended up like this... But your friend from the traffic police has already avenged me."

Seeing that his brows were still furrowed together, Ke Zi reached out and hugged his neck, "I'm fine, it's just a little pain."

"Is it a bit? You crybaby, have you ever cried in secret before?"

Murphy looked at her angrily, and even caught the thief. She thought she was a prostitute. What if the thief brought a knife or something and she got hurt?
(End of this chapter)