Wealthy family pet: refusing to marry a black-bellied president

Chapter 92

"Sorry, our president is in good health and not injured." The front desk lady twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she was a bit helpless, and Su Rou wanted to get in as an excuse.

In Bo's, she had to deal with many people who came to see the president with various excuses every day, but it was the first time she saw the woman in front of her.

"How would you know he was injured?" Su Rou frowned, "I am his wife, please let me go up."

"What?" The receptionist was stunned for a moment, and then a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Miss, it's true that our president is married, but you..."

Su Rou is pretty and pretty, but her clothes are too casual. Her waist-length hair is casually tied behind her head. She is wearing a white bottoming shirt with a beige knitted jacket and a pair of slim-fit jeans Trousers, she can still be the wife of the president?What are you kidding?

If you go to the street and pull anyone over, it will be more neat and beautiful than her dress.

Su Rou suppressed the anger in her heart, took a deep breath, took out her mobile phone in front of the front desk lady, and dialed a number.

The phone rang for a while before being connected: "What's the matter?"

It was Bo Mujue's voice on the phone.

"I'm downstairs in your company." Su Rou stared at the front desk lady with her dark eyes. Seeing the disdain on her face, she became puzzled, then shocked and frightened, "Your front desk stopped me from going up, I put the medicine on the front desk for you, you can ask the assistant to come down and get it."

After that, she was about to hang up the phone, but Bo Mujue suddenly called out to her: "Wait a minute! I'll send someone down to pick you up!"

Su Rou didn't say anything, but after putting away the phone, she looked calmly at the front desk lady whose face was pale with fright: "Now you believe it."

The lady at the front desk was trembling with fear, but she still insisted: "Well... I am also doing my duty, I really didn't hear the news that the president's wife is coming..."

Su Rou still said in a calm tone: "Please, give the medicine to Mr. Bo's secretary or assistant, and I will go first."

She handed the medicine bag to the front desk, and the front desk took it with trembling hands. Before she could speak, she suddenly saw the president's special elevator door open not far away, and then Bo Mojue's assistant came out.

As soon as the assistant saw Su Rou standing at the front desk, he ran over in a hurry, and the lady at the front desk hurriedly returned the medicine in her hand to Su Rou: "Ma'am, you should go up in person, the president has already sent someone to pick you up." gone."

Bo Mujue has already sent someone down, presumably to bring Su Rou up, if she really takes the medicine, she thinks that is her own dead end.

Su Rou frowned, and when she was about to speak, suddenly the voice of Bo Mujue's assistant came from behind.

"Madam." The assistant bowed slightly to Su Rou very respectfully, very politely.

Su Rou took a step back and opened the distance between herself and the assistant: "You're being polite."

"Ma'am, the president is waiting for you. Come upstairs with me." The assistant got up and said to Su Rou.

Seeing that Bo Mujue's assistant is so respectful to Su Rou, the people around are guessing Su Rou's identity. They have heard that Bo Mujue has been married. Could it be that that woman is Bo Mujue's wife?But that woman's clothes are too shabby, how can she be worthy of their president.

They suddenly understood why the president never brought his wife to events and parties. If there was such a woman in their home, no one would want to take her out.

"No need." Su Rou refused, and she handed the medicine to the assistant, "These are the medicines I bought after consulting with Dr. Li Ying, and they are good for your CEO's wounds, so you can just take them and rub the medicine on him , I won’t go up.”

The assistant was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head: "This is not acceptable, the president ordered you to go up, please don't make things difficult for me."

The assistant has met Su Rou several times, and has basically figured out the temperament of the president's wife. Su Rou is soft and not hard, and if she asks her for a good word, she will mostly agree.

Just like now, after hearing what the assistant said, Su Rou frowned slightly: "I can't go up."

After all, she had never been to Bo Mujue's company before, and now that she came suddenly, she always felt that she would cause trouble for Bo Mujue, no, it should be said that she had already caused trouble for him, right?

The assistant smiled helplessly when he heard this: "Ma'am, you are worrying too much. Since the president invited you up, there is nothing wrong with it. The president is still waiting, you..."

He made a gesture of please again and came out.

Su Rou hesitated for a while, but in the end she couldn't hold back the truest thoughts in her heart. She raised her foot and followed the assistant into the elevator, and then went up to the top floor.

The moment she stepped out of the elevator, Su Rou felt as if the distance between herself and Bo Mojue was getting closer. The president's office was on a separate floor, and there was a long table outside, and two women dressed as secretaries sat in front of the table. Wearing Chanel's latest women's professional dress, she exudes a proud temperament all over her body.Even if it's just a secretary, she's full of pride.

I heard Jiang Liutian's gossip before, saying that none of the top executives of Bo Mojue's company is a simple person, even if it's just a secretary, they are graduates from prestigious universities with outstanding abilities.

When she saw the two secretaries, Su Rou glanced down at the clothes she was wearing. She suddenly understood why the front desk lady didn't believe her when she said she was the president's secretary.

If it were her, she probably wouldn't believe it.

The outfit she was wearing was prepared by Mother Bo according to her preferences. It was very loose and casual clothes, but this kind of dress was completely out of touch with the so-called celebrity family.

"Hello, Ma'am." Although these two secretaries were of high birth, they were not the kind of people Su Rou imagined who would be proud of themselves and have eyes on top of their heads.As soon as the two saw Su Rou, they stopped their work, got up and smiled at her, then said respectfully.

On the contrary, Su Rou was a little at a loss. She shook the bag in her hand vigorously, and then smiled slightly at the two of them: "Hello..." She really didn't know how to treat this group of people.

But fortunately, after greeting Su Rou, the two secretaries sat down and continued to do their own things.

"Ma'am." The assistant had already walked to the door of the president's office, he opened the door and called Su Rou.

Su Rou was slightly taken aback, and then walked over.

The layout of the office is the same as Su Rou imagined, two sides are walls, two sides are floor-to-ceiling glass vertically from the roof to the ground, and you can also see those buildings outside that are equally majestic but still not as good as Bo's.

The inside is black and white, giving people a very deep but calm sense of sight.Among them, there is a huge bookshelf leaning against the wall inside. Su Rou hurriedly glanced at the books on the bookshelf, but couldn't see what kind of books they were.At this time, Bo Mujue was sitting in front of the black wooden desk, holding a pen in his hand, looking down at the document with his head down.

Su Rou walked very lightly, she walked in for a while, until the door of the office closed, Bo Mujue suddenly raised his head.

Su Rou's feet stopped suddenly, and she stood on the spot, watching him startled and said, "Are you busy?"

Bo Mujue was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes. Sit down for a while." He pointed to the sofa reception area next to him.

"Uh... I'm just here to deliver the medicine to you." Su Rou picked up the medicine in her hand, "I still have something to do. Let the assistant wipe it for you after you finish your work."

Bo Mujue's face suddenly darkened: "Su Rou, do you think I will let a man give me medicine when I have a wife? Do you want me to go out and be laughed at by the whole company?"

Su Rou gritted her teeth, and seemed to think that what he said made sense, but subconsciously, she felt that she couldn't get so close to Bo Mujue, so she hesitated for a while: "Then... okay."

In the end it was a compromise.

"Over there." Bo Mujue turned pale, and pointed to the sofa.

Su Rou walked over with her head drooping again, and then sat down.

The office is very quiet, the quiet Su Rou seems to be able to hear the sound of Bo Mujue's pen tip scratching the paper, the rustling sound, it's not like drawing on the paper, but passing through her heart.

Su Rou felt her heart beating faster involuntarily, just when she felt her heart was about to explode, suddenly the sound of the pen stopped, and then there was a crisp sound of capping the pen.

"Let's go."

Bo Mujue's slightly deep voice came from behind her, accompanied by the sound of pushing the chair away.

For some reason, Su Rou suddenly became nervous. She stood up from the sofa, holding the bag tightly in her hand.

Following Bo Mujue into the resting room in the office, Su Rou discovered that there was another strange place inside. It was like his bedroom, with a whole set of things in the room.

"Do you usually sleep here when you're tired?" Walking in, Su Rou swallowed, and withdrew her curious gaze.

"En." Bo Mujue responded lightly, turned his back to her and began to take off his coat and shirt buttons.

Su Rou's first reaction when she saw his action was to cover her eyes, but when she was about to raise her hand, she suddenly thought that if she gave Bo Mujue some medicine, she would definitely not be able to cover her eyes, so now If it doesn't work...

Su Rou secretly gritted her teeth and forced herself to put her hand back.

While she was doing psychological work for herself, Bo Mojue had already taken off the innermost shirt, then threw it beside the bed, and lay down on the bed herself, leaning over on the bed: "Come on."

When he said this, Su Rou raised her eyes to look at him.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at Su Rou, you realize that the wound on his back is so serious!
The injury was on the left side of the back, and there was a particularly dark purple spot, which was still bleeding, and some small burnt skin around it was also reddening.

With such a serious injury, how did Bo Mujue hold back and keep silent.

Su Rou frowned, and an uncontrollable distress flashed across her face.

She walked over, tremblingly took out all the prepared medicines and gauze alcohol cotton and put them on the bedside table next to him. When she was about to wipe his wound, she hesitated and asked Bo Mojue: "It will hurt a little, you Do you want to bite a piece of gauze in your mouth?"

Although Bo Mujue is awake now, it is connected with the body after all, if it hurts, who cares about other things.

"No need." Because Bo Mujue buried his face on the bed, his voice was a bit dull when he spoke.

"Then bear with it." Well, since Bo Mujue doesn't need it, she doesn't force it anymore.

Su Rou took a deep breath, and then wiped the alcohol cotton on his wound with steady hands. The moment she touched it, she felt Bo Mujue's body tremble slightly, but the movement was not big, but Su Rou still When she found out, her hand stopped quickly, but it didn't last long, and it continued in the next second.

If you stop now, it will only make Bo Mujue more painful, so it's better to be angry.

(End of this chapter)