The President's Silly Wife

Chapter 47

"I'm going to the bathroom, you guys have fun."

Xia Houlie put down his wine glass and went to the bathroom to get some air. He still didn't like this kind of entertainment. It seems that Chu Lihao should handle it next time.

He walked out of the box and walked to the other side of the corridor, trying to find a place like a balcony to enjoy the outside wind.

"Help, help..."

Did he have an illusion, as if he heard someone calling for help?
He stopped, looked back and looked around, and found nothing unusual, so he continued to walk forward.

But it seemed to hear the voice of help again, mixed with the shattering sound of the wine bottle falling to the ground.

No, it shouldn't be his illusion, someone really shouted for help.

Xia Houlie turned around to look for the source of the sound.

Ling Duoqian, who was in the box, hit the vile man on the head with a wine bottle. The vicious man reacted very quickly, and with blood on his head, he counterattacked her. She was pressed to the ground by him, and her hands lost their freedom. His belt tied her hands and feet and tore her clothes. She didn't know if calling for help would be useful, and now she could only fight once.

Xia Houlie passed outside the box where she was, and left again. She seemed to see someone passing by the door, and she shouted loudly again.

Xia Houlie turned back, determined which box it was, kicked open the door of the box and rushed in.

When his eagle-like eyes touched the crushed girl on the ground was Ling Duoqian, his face was like an iceberg, and his eyes were even sharper than a blade.

It's him, it's him, it's Qi'er's brother Xiahoulie, woohoo, she always seems to meet him in very bad situations, she weeps with joy, watching Xiahoulie hand over the uniform of that wicked man to the security personnel in the ballroom , she didn't dare to blink her eyes full of tears, she was afraid that she was dreaming, and when she blinked, that nightmarish situation would be staged again.

"You, okay, why, you were scared stupid, what are you doing here as a girl, do you know it's dangerous?"

He pulled her torn clothes together, inadvertently saw the beauty of her chest, he turned his eyes to look into her eyes, took off his coat and put it on her body.

"Xia, brother Xiahou, really, is it really you?"

She slowly raised her hand and stretched it out to his face, her slender hand slowly climbed up to his handsome face, touching the skin of his cheek, it was warm, not fake, but real.

"It's me, don't say I'm a stranger this time? By the way, your birthday is coming, right? My sister asked me to give you a gift, which is this necklace. It's not convenient to talk here. Let's talk after leaving here. "

He helped her up, but her body was limp and unsteady, he hesitated for a while and carried her out of the ballroom instead.

"Wait, wait, my sister is also in this ballroom, can I ask you to save her?"

When she was about to walk out of the ballroom, Ling Duoqian thought of her sister Ling Duoyi. Although she was tricked by her sister, she couldn't ignore her sister.

"You can't protect yourself and you still think about others. I have ordered someone to deal with it. Your sister should be fine. Are you going home at night?"

Seeing her in a mess, her clothes are torn and she is not suitable for going home. If she goes home, how will her parents react?
"I can't go home like this. First, go to your house to share a bed with Qi'er. This necklace is too expensive and I can't take it."

She took off the necklace he put on her just now, she dared not accept such an expensive gift.

"That won't work. You know my sister's temper. There is no reason to take back the gift you gave."

He found that she was very light, and holding her felt like holding cotton and leaves that fell from the tree. He thought that she must eat very little in normal times.With such a light body, she should eat more, it's cuter to hold her if she's fatter.

"Here, can you let me down, I'm fine and I can go by myself."

When she found that he was hugging her all the time, when he came out of the ballroom, the people in the ballroom and the passers-by on the road all cast ambiguous glances, she said a little shyly.

"Don't be stubborn, go, I'll take you home."

He carried her into his own car, this time was different from the last time he took her home, because this time he was going to his house.

No, he didn't plan to take her back to the home where he lived with his family, he'd better go to a nearby apartment where he lived alone.

"Where is this place, it doesn't seem to be your home?"

The car stopped in front of an apartment, and she looked at the strange street and the strange house in front of her, but the house would not be too luxurious, it looked more like a Chinese classical style house.

She likes the feel of the house, intimate and vintage.

The night breeze blows, but it is cool but not cold.

"You're right, this is the house where I live alone. If my family sees you like this, they will think that I have bullied you. Then I will have a hard time saying it. If they want me to be responsible for you and marry you back Didn't that cause you and me a lot of trouble?"

He naturally carried her out of the car and walked towards the gate. She found miraculously that he didn't need a key. He only needed to put his hand on a specific place on the door and the gate would open.

After they entered, the door closed itself again.

This is the house where he lives alone. The house is so big, doesn't it feel too big for him to live alone?

"Let me down. What about you, you should go back to your family at night."

She wanted to say, go back quickly, I can just stay here by myself, but she couldn't say it, this is his house, it's not good for her to say that.

"I won't go back. This is my home. I often live here. Are you afraid that I will cheat on you..."

Her butt just touched the sofa, and before she could find a good place to sit, he leaned over, with his hands on her side, she was trapped between his chest and the sofa, he, his breath was blowing with warmth Touching her cheek, her body visibly trembled, her breathing was a little short, her heart was beating even more disobediently, her little face was stained with a charming crimson, he, could he really be trying to cheat on her? Bar……

(End of this chapter)