A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

"Anyway You want me to die early, don't you? Now that I have dysmenorrhea and I am dead, what does it have to do with you? " Zhou Manchun grins and grins. He refuses to forgive Jin Beisen.

"Since you care about me so much, you should live well. Xiaomo still needs you. Do you have to bear to lose you again?" The man is murky Mou son, the tone is heavy grumpy ask a way.

Zhou Manchun eyebrows, mood is very complex, she stared at him, "why did you send Xiaomo abroad? I'm also a cardiologist. Why don't you let me have a try? If it wasn't for you, would desert and I have been separated for three years? "

"You were not in good health, and your mood was so unstable. How could you operate on the desert? The most taboo for doctors is to operate on their families. Don't you understand that? " Jin Beisen is biting his teeth angrily. This evening, Zhou man is really angry with him.

Zhou Manchun doesn't look over her head. Her eyes are dim. She puts down her glass, stands up and tries to go out. "From today, we will sleep in separate rooms."

"Yes, but the premise of sleeping in separate rooms is that you need to take medicine." Jin Beisen's eyes were dark, his face was cold, and he made the final concession.

Zhou Manchun's Apricot eyes moved slightly, and his eyelashes drooped slightly. "What if I want a divorce?"

"This Don't even think about it. "

"Ah Jin Beisen, you are a pervert. " Zhou Manchun opens his hand angrily, opens the door, and closes it tightly with a snap.

The door swing is also specially shown to Jin Beisen.

Jin Beisen, since you don't love me, why bother me!

This night, Zhou Manchun almost tossed and turned until dawn.

Jin Beisen didn't close his eyes overnight. How could they become like this again? Jin Beisen only blames his silence at that time. If he didn't keep silence when answering Zhou Manchun's questions, it would be nice.

In the morning of the next day, Chen Jinhua sent two weeks of traditional Chinese medicine. Mother Wang was boiling the medicine in the kitchen. The taste of traditional Chinese medicine was strong. Jin Beisen just walked downstairs and smelled the smell of medicine.

Before long, Zhou Manchun also went downstairs. She was wearing a slim dress and specially dressed up. It seemed that she was going out.

"Good morning, Junichiro." Jin Beisen was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, reading a book in his hand, and saw Zhou Manchun go downstairs, greeting her if nothing happened.

Zhou Manchun pursed her lips, but didn't talk to Jin Beisen. She didn't want to stay here for a moment and wanted to go out for a breath of fresh air.

Seeing that she ignored herself, Jin Beisen also answered unexpectedly. He closed his book, stood up, walked and asked, "where are you going?"

"Don't worry about it." Zhou Manchun said at first.

Jin Beisen did not hear, smiling for Zhou Manchun to open the chair, "sit, eat breakfast and wait for the next to take medicine."

As soon as Zhou Manchun's eyes narrowed, he glanced scornfully at Jin Beisen's handsome face. "I said, I won't eat it."

"If you don't eat, don't leave today." When Jin Beisen saw Zhou Manchun's toast, he didn't eat the fine wine, and his tone became stern.

Zhou Manchun, like a wounded rabbit, stared at him angrily. If his eyes could kill people, Jin Beisen would have been killed by her.

After a long breakfast, mother Wang brought up a bowl of Chinese medicine that was bitter to the dregs. Zhou Manchun found that mother Wang's eyebrows were also slightly frowning. You can imagine how bitter the bowl of medicine was.

The medicine was still hot. Mother Wang put the hot traditional Chinese medicine in front of Zhou Manchun. Zhou Manchun looked at the bowl of brown liquid scornfully and raised gooseflesh all over his body.

When Jin Beisen saw this, he took the bowl of some hot Chinese medicine and said, "drink it while it's hot. It's not good if it's cold."

"Jin Beisen, if you want to drink it, I won't drink it anyway." Zhou Manchun frowned. One of the things she hated most in her life was drinking traditional Chinese medicine!

Jin Beisen turns a deaf ear to Zhou Manchun and delivers the bowl of traditional Chinese medicine to his mouth. Zhou Manchun's eyes turn white with rage. He pushes the bowl of traditional Chinese medicine directly because of his violent temper in physiological period.

The scalding Chinese medicine spilled on the back of Jin Beisen's hand, and the brown liquid quickly flowed along the back of his hand and spread on the cuff of his clean suit.

Zhou Manchun frowned. She saw that the skin on the back of Jin Beisen's hand was red, as if it was scalded by the bowl of traditional Chinese medicine.

Jin Beisen did not lose his temper, but slowly picked up the paper towel on the dining table, wiped the back of his hand, and then called out leisurely: "mother Wang, the medicine is spilled, and then go to fry a bowl."

Wang Ma poked her head out of the kitchen room. She smiled and said, "OK."

But look at the atmosphere in the restaurant, how can it be so depressing? Wang Ma immediately turned around and went into the kitchen to cook medicine.

"Your hand." Zhou Manchun grabs Jin Beisen by the wrist and leads him to the bathroom.

"Why didn't you just dodge?" Zhou Manchun's eyebrows were locked, and she felt sad. She turned on the tap, took Jin Beisen's hand and put it under the cold water.

Jin Beisen raised his eyes and stared at Zhou Manchun. The man looked cold, noble and restrained. Seeing that she was worried about herself, he finally raised a smile from his heart.

"Are you worried about me?" Deep as the voice of a cello chord with a little joy.

Zhou Manchun pursed his lips and his face tightened again. "I want to see Xiaomo. Can I take him back?"

"Sure, I'll go with you." Jin Beisen said with a smile.

"No, you can go to work alone." Zhou Manchun grabs Jin Beisen's hand and finds that his hand is no longer red. He simply turns off the tap, picks up the aloe gel on the dresser, and gently wipes it on the back of his hand.

Jin Beisen was very upset by the indifference of the woman, but Lin Xingyan was always a knot between them. If they could not cross, their feelings would be destroyed sooner or later.

"OK, then send me a wechat when you arrive."

"Jin Beisen, don't worry. I won't get angry. At least in front of the children, I will continue to act with you. We will divorce after we go to junior high school in Xiaomo." Zhou Manchun wiped his hands with a smile. Instead of looking at Jin Beisen's eyes and eyebrows, his smile was full of satire.

Jin Beisen frowned and his eyes were dark. He pulled at the corners of his mouth and suddenly said, "Manchun mall has been transferred to your name. From today on, you can go to work there."