Hidden marriage sweet wife, husband can't help it

Chapter 102 He Carried Her Back Home

"Why did you come to me?"

Mu Wanqiu, who was standing at the intersection waiting for the red light, lowered her head slightly, yes, why did she come here?Was it really just to meet Tang Fei'er through him?Didn't Tang Feier appear in front of her just now?
It turned out that she couldn't accept such a scene after all.

"Zimo..."

"Bang!" Huangfu Shaoqing ruthlessly threw the global limited-edition special mobile phone on the bulletproof double-layer floor-to-ceiling windows. The mobile phone bounced to the ground and landed on the Persian carpet under the coffee table without any sound.

Mu Wanqiu listened to the beeping busy tone on the phone, the green light was on, and people were passing by her side, but she could only hear what he said just now, Mu Wanqiu.

Mu Wanqiu ran back like crazy, past the place where he was standing just now, and ran back to the door of his company. She wanted to break in, but the two tall and burly security guards refused to let her in.

The security saw that she was a girl crying like this. Although women often come to see the CEO of their family on weekdays, she was the first one who came crying to see her.

The security guard had no choice but to notify the front desk, who then called the assistant to the president, who then went to see the president.

A male assistant in black professional attire stood politely behind Huangfu Shaoqing, "There is a man named Mu Wanqiu at the door of the company, and he insists on seeing you."

The cigarette butt that was still flickering on and off at the fingertips was snapped off in an instant, "I don't see it."

No, the security guard at the door also helplessly persuaded the crying Mu Wanqiu, Mu Wanqiu didn't want to embarrass the staff too much, so he had to go away.

She was sitting by the fountain at the entrance of the company, stubbornly wiping away the tears on her face, she didn't know why she was crying so uselessly, but thinking that Huangfu Shaoqing would never see her again, she wanted to cry, she She hasn't told him yet, she misses him.

After get off work, a stretched black business car drove out from the parking lot. Mu Wanqiu knew that Huangfu Shaoqing must be sitting in it. Mu Wanqiu, who hadn't eaten or drank all day, rushed to the front of the car without fear of death, opened his arms.

"Squeak..." A harsh screeching sound pierced the sky...

The back seat was dealing with the trouble that Yan Siqi had caused him, and the emergency brake of the car still made his body shake slightly.

He frowned in displeasure, "What's going on?"

The driver was an old driver, and he didn't expect that a girl would rush over all of a sudden, in a rhythm that was not afraid of death at all.

"I hit a girl." The driver was busy unfastening his seat belt and getting out of the car, his voice trembling already.

Huangfu Shaoqing's heart suddenly throbbed inexplicably. Even if this kind of thing happened in the past, he didn't pay much attention to it, let alone get out of the car himself, but today he opened the car door and walked down.

When Mu Wanqiu rushed over, she felt that when she got up, she moved too violently. It was really dark in front of her dizzy self. The last ray of light in her tired and lifeless eyes was only seeing that Only the shiny black leather shoes that collapsed in the car just now.

"President, here, the car hasn't touched this girl yet, this girl's touch..."

Before the driver finished speaking, Huangfu Shaoqing saw the pale face lying on the ground, she really fainted, this idiot.

Sitting in the car, the driver didn't say anything. He just peeked at the way his CEO was holding the girl in his arms through the rearview mirror. One can imagine how important this girl is to him.

Huangfu Shaoqing gently embraced the fainted Mu Wanqiu in his arms, she was really thin, so thin it made his heart ache, she was as light as a rag doll in his arms.

Warm fingertips brushed her thin cheeks, and the deep voice whispered to himself, "Mu Wanqiu, since you left, why did you come back?"

In the hospital, Mu Wanqiu, who was lying on the hospital bed, hadn't woken up yet. The doctor smiled and said that she just fell asleep because she was too tired and overdrawn too much energy in her body, and her blood sugar was too low, so maybe she hadn't eaten for a day. , If she wakes up, rests well, and eats on time, her body will soon recover.

Huangfu Shaoqing, who was standing by the hospital bed, listened to the doctor's words, but kept staring at Mu Wanqiu's sleeping face. He said in his heart, Mu Wanqiu, you are so powerful that you fainted from hunger.

The silence in the quiet ward was broken by the ringing of the mobile phone. Huangfu Shaoqing took out the mobile phone from the pocket of his fine trousers, glanced at the number displayed on it, and promised Yan Siqi to help him deal with the company's crisis, and there will be a party tonight.

Huangfu Shaoqing explained to Uncle Zhang that he would call him when she woke up, ask her what she wanted to eat, and order for her.

When he left the ward, he was still a little worried, but he thought in his heart that if the drinking party was over as soon as possible, her snoozing guy wouldn't wake up so soon.

But just an hour after he left, he received a call from Uncle Zhang, saying that Mu Wanqiu who woke up took advantage of his inattention and ran away.

Mu Wanqiu was penniless, and even her mobile phone was probably still in the car just now. She walked to the door of Huangfu Shaoqing's house on foot. Although, she wasn't sure if he would still live here, this address was from before their engagement. , the shepherds told her.

She knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened the door for her. She felt very uncomfortable. When she woke up in the hospital, she thought he left her and left alone. She ran out of the hospital just to find him, but It was useless and she still couldn't find him.

In the middle of the night, the slightly drunk Huangfu Shaoqing stepped out of the elevator, suddenly looked up, and saw Mu Wanqiu curled up in front of his house, he didn't know how he felt at that moment.

When Mu Wanqiu heard the voice, she raised her eyes and looked at each other. She smiled foolishly, her eyes blurred.

She stood up in a hurry, but her legs were numb from sitting for too long, she staggered and sat on the ground again, her butt hurt a little from being thrown, but she didn't care, she raised her head and smiled slightly at him asked, "Are you back?"

The whole process was uneventful, Huangfu Shaoqing turned a blind eye to her and opened the fingerprint-locked door. Just when Mu Wanqiu was about to speak, the door closed again with a click.

Sitting at the door, Mu Wanqiu smiled wryly, and pouted aggrievedly. After waiting for him for several hours, the door was still locked out. He couldn't help thinking that he looked very tired just now, should he have had a drink? Less wine, he looks tired, forget it, come to him tomorrow.

The weather in June is always changing. Huangfu Shaoqing, who was sitting on the black sofa in the living room sobering up, couldn't help but open the door to find her when he heard the rumbling thunder outside the window. In such weather, She will be scared.

The empty door made his heart that had just warmed up feel cold again. What was he looking forward to? Could it be that she would just sit there foolishly and wait for him?
Sneering and sneering, he was laughing at himself, how much he wished that when he opened the door, the figure he had been thinking about day and night was still waiting in place.

Back in the house, his stomach hurts from the alcohol, and it hurts hot. He hasn't drank as much as he did tonight in a long time. In the liquor bureau of the shopping mall, if he doesn't drink, no one will dare to force him to drink. But after hearing Uncle Zhang say that after she ran away, he poured glasses of strong wine into his stomach, trying to numb the aching heart.

He went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of clear noodles for himself. When he came out, her mobile phone kept ringing in his pocket. He had listened to this music too many times tonight, and her bottomless black eyes Staring at the crackling raindrops on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and smiling sadly, he took an umbrella and ran into the rain without disappointment.

Standing under a big tree not far from his house, he saw that she was hugging him tightly and hiding under the big tree to hide from the rain. This idiot would rather sit here to hide from the rain than knock him Is it the door of the house?

He walked over and said in a bad mood, "Didn't anyone tell you that you can't hide under a big tree during a thunderstorm?"

The familiar and pleasant voice spread out in the rainy night, and Mu Wanqiu, who was crying into tears, raised her head, the rain hit her face, and it was hard to tell whether it was the tears on her face or the rain.

At that moment, she wanted to say a thousand words to him, but she couldn't utter a single word. She kept crying and let the rain wash away her tears. After crying, she finished talking about how much she missed him.

Regarding her, he, Huangfu Shaoqing, would never have anything to do, no way to leave her behind, no way to ignore her, no way not to love her...

Holding an umbrella, he squatted in front of her, and ordered in a deep voice without emotion, "Come up."

Does he want to carry her on his back?
Mu Wanqiu wiped her tears and shook her head. In front of her was his muscular back, she refused with a cry, "No need, I'm all wet." In this way, his clothes would also be wet by her.

Huangfu Shaoqing, who was still squatting there without moving, ordered again impatiently, "Come up as soon as I tell you, why are there so many nonsense."

Can you say that her boss is so domineering and gentle?
Mu Wanqiu understood him well. If she didn't go up, he would probably turn around and take her away. She gently lay on his firm back, and a warm feeling came out of her chest. It was spread by his warmth.

"Take it." He said coldly.

"Oh." Mu Wanqiu obediently took the umbrella from his hand.

……

On a rainy night, he was carrying her on his back, she was holding an umbrella, no one said a word, they were reluctant to break this rare silence...

Two layers of thin clothes were not enough to block the temperature of his body. The cold Mu Wanqiu yearned for the warmth of his back. The hands around his neck involuntarily tightened. The black umbrella stood on top of their heads, crackling. The sound of raindrops was the only sound between the two of them.

(End of this chapter)