CEO's Domineering and Soft Wife

Qi Zhensheng had a headache when he thought of his daughter.

He waved wearily and motioned his servant to step down.

In the empty room, there was not a trace of popularity, and it was terrible cold.

He took a bottle of whisky from the wine rack, took a glass and screwed it to the bedroom.

It's not his bedroom with Su Murong, it's his separate room. They've been sharing rooms for a long time.

Since Su Xingchen discovered that he had hidden the photos of Xia Ling's mother and daughter in the compartment of his desk six years ago, he no longer dared to put the photos in his study, but hid them in his bedroom.

From the closet, he found the photo that had been treasured for many years, held it tightly to his chest, poured a full glass of wine into the glass, and then drank it all in one mouthful. The bitter and spicy taste stimulated his taste, stimulated his nasal cavity, and burst into tears in his eyes.

The wife and daughter in the photo had a quiet smile. How happy they were at that time. If there was no su Murong, they would always be happy.

Qi Zhensheng laughed sadly, tears rolled down, beat his chest with his left hand, and kept saying "sorry".

He will never forget the fire twenty years ago, which not only killed Xia Ling, but also burned his whole heart.

I don't know how many glasses of wine he drank. Qi Zhensheng was completely drunk. He cried loudly holding the photo. For decades, he has been suppressing his feelings. Now, he finally let it out and got out of control.

He was so drunk that he missed the alarm clock and the morning course the next morning.

He didn't wake up until noon. His hangover gave him a splitting headache.

The bed was in a mess, there were traces of vomiting on the ground, and the air was full of the pungent smell of wine and dirt.

He could hardly help vomiting again and hurriedly pushed open the window for ventilation.

Before asking the servant to clean up the room, Qi Zhensheng found the photos of Xia Ling's mother and daughter from the bed and planned to hide them. He took another reluctant look at their faces, and then put the photos in the drawer at the bottom of the cabinet.

When he stood up and planned to ask the servant to clean the room, a pair of eyes full of resentment flashed in his mind. That was when he divorced Xia Ling. Xia Ling knelt down in front of him and begged him. However, when he left without hesitation, she looked at him.

Her resentful eyes gradually overlapped with those of the old woman she saw last night.

His body suddenly froze, his face was pale, and his heart beat. The whole person was like a fool. He muttered to himself, "no, it's impossible. She had been burned to death by the fire. No, there was no body found in the fire. If it wasn't her, why was Xia so close to her and who was the man? It looks familiar. I must have seen it somewhere... "

"What's going on? What the hell is going on? Is she really not dead? " Qi Zhensheng was almost driven crazy by the ideas in his mind. He beat his head with his hands and squatted on the ground, laughing and crying.

The servant who went upstairs to clean up was startled at his appearance and hurried up to help him, "Sir, what's the matter with you? Are you okay? "

"You say, is she dead?" Qi Zhensheng suddenly grabbed the servant's arm and his eyes were crazy. His expression was fierce and terrible.

"Wake up, sir!" The servant turned pale with fear and screamed, "come on, come on, sir, you're crazy!"

Qi Zhensheng was stimulated by her screams. His head gradually recovered a trace of clarity. He suddenly pushed her away, ran into the bathroom, closed the door tightly, and poured cold water on his face and head.

"Sir, sir, do you mind?" The housekeeper came and knocked on the bathroom door.

Qi Zhensheng looked at himself in the mirror, took a deep breath and said, "I'm fine."

The housekeeper and the servant were relieved.

Qi Zhensheng finished washing, wiped his face, came out of the bathroom and said in a deep voice, "I just had a nightmare. Nothing happened."

"Well, we see." The others nodded quickly.

He nodded with satisfaction. "Clean the room."

He didn't know that just after he left and went to the study, the maid quietly reported his madness to sumurong, who was far away in the villa on the outskirts of the city.

At this time, Su Murong was wearing a sexy bathing suit and lying on a white recliner, comfortably basking in the sun. In the swimming pool, a young and strong man swam leisurely with his upper body naked.

Su Murong said lazily, "what did he say?"

The maid whispered, "I only heard one word clearly. He asked me, 'do you say whether she is dead or not?'

Su Murong's eyes tightened slightly and said faintly, "who is she in his words?"

"Sir didn't say. By the way, madam, finally, sir warned us that he just had a nightmare."

"Well, I see. If there's anything, you can report it to me."

Su Murong cut off the call and cast his distant eyes over the tall trees by the swimming pool and onto the horizon“ Is she dead or not? "Who does she mean?

The handsome man in the swimming pool stood up from the water. He put a bath towel on his shoulder, walked slowly towards Su Murong, bent over and kissed her face. He smiled in his deep black eyes and had a low voice, "baby, what are you thinking?"

Su Murong put his hands around his neck and looked at his face carefully. He had sword eyebrows, stars and eyes, a tall nose. His facial features were three or four points similar to his godfather. When he smiled, the similarity could reach seven or eight points.

Her lips slightly hooked and said faintly, "it's all right."

The man stroked her charming figure with both hands. She pushed him and said faintly, "Shen ran, I'm not interested now."

"All right." Shen ran, with a trace of helplessness, let her go, sat on the chair next to her and looked at her, "baby, are you in a bad mood?"

Su Murong held his forehead with one hand, and his charming Phoenix eyes flashed gloomily, "you say, is it necessary to continue my marriage?"

Shen ran chuckled, "honey, since you don't want that useless man, just get rid of him and put him into my arms. I've wanted to be your husband for many years."

Su Murong glanced at him and said faintly, "aren't you afraid that people say you eat soft food? What's more, I'm twenty years older than you. "

Shen Ran's lips hung a frivolous smile, "so what? True love is regardless of age. I'm a soft eater. There's no need to worry about gossip. "

Su Murong reached out and patted his handsome young face with cold eyes. "Don't forget that we don't talk about feelings except this relationship. I haven't had feelings for a long time."

Shen ran looked gloomy and mockingly hooked his lips, "I thought I was special."

She traced his handsome facial features with her fingers and said indifferently, "you are special, because in my heart, you are the double of another man. Shen ran, don't forget your identity just because I indulge you. "

Shen ran smiled bitterly, "OK, I remember."

Su Murong patted him on the cheek with satisfaction. "OK, go first. I want to stay alone for a while."

Shen ran nodded, stood up, put on a white bath towel on his shoulders, turned and walked towards the villa. His dark wet hair covered his forehead and the haze in his eyes.

Qi Zhensheng was excited about his amazing discovery, and his blood was boiling. He wanted to find out the truth and confirm his idea as soon as possible.

But he didn't know where to start the investigation. After thinking for a long time, he decided to hire a private detective.

Qi Zhensheng knew that Helian city was very powerful and often sent bodyguards to protect Xia Xia. If the private detective followed Xia Xia, he might be found by the bodyguard, which would fall short of success. Therefore, he asked the private detective to secretly monitor Xia Yun's family. He guessed that if Xia Ling really didn't die, she would contact her sister Xia Yun.

In the twinkling of an eye, half a month later, the private detective still didn't get any useful information. Qi Zhensheng, who was anxiously waiting, gradually lost his confidence. Perhaps he made a mistake. The old woman was not Xia Ling. His ex-wife, Xia Ling, had already died in the fire.

Just when his restless heart returned to cold, the private detective suddenly contacted him. café.

A man in a black suit and sunglasses, with a newspaper in his hand, sat by the window and read it carefully.

Qi Zhensheng sat down opposite him and asked in a low voice, "there's news?"

The man put down the newspaper, took out a stack of photos from his pocket and put them on the table. "Xia Yun went to Jiangnan Shuian community yesterday. Take a look at the photos yourself."

Qi Zhensheng picked up the stack of photos and looked carefully. There were photos of Xia Yun shopping in the supermarket and photos of her walking into Jiangnan Shuian community. Then, there were some photos of her talking and laughing with the old woman when she knocked on the door of a house.

Qi Zhensheng asked, "did you hear their conversation?"

"Yes, I recorded it, but it's too far away. The sound recorded is very noisy." The detective took a sip of coffee and said, "it's just a very ordinary conversation. Xia Yun said, 'sister, let me see you'. Another woman greeted her with a smile."

Qi Zhensheng asked excitedly, "did you hear clearly? Did she really call her "sister"

"Of course, I heard it clearly. Although the distance is far, the corridor is very quiet, and the voice is particularly clear."

Qi Zhensheng's heart beat violently in his chest. He couldn't help wetting his eyes. His fingers held the palm of his hand tightly, and his shoulders twitched sharply. He didn't say a word for a long time.

The detective frowned. "Mr. Qi, are you okay?"

Qi Zhensheng buried his head and waved, "no, I'm fine. Where did Xia Yun go? What's the specific address?"

"Room 501, unit 3, building a, Jiangnan Shuian community."

He came out of the cafe with the stack of photos. Qi Zhensheng sat in the car and stayed for a while. He looked at Xia Ling carefully. The scar on her face was so obvious, and her obviously disabled right leg must have been caused by the fire. He closed his eyes painfully and dared not look directly.

After moving to the city, Xia Ling and Fu Chenghai had a very comfortable life. Although they were not used to it at the beginning, Qi Xia came to see them every day, took them for a walk in the park, and asked them to learn dancing or singing with the old women in the park to pass the time. In addition, Fu Wei finally began to work steadily, so they were even happier and felt very satisfied with their life, However, I didn't expect Qi Zhensheng to suddenly appear and break their peaceful life.

Xia Ling and Fu Chenghai were watching TV in the living room when they suddenly heard a knock on the door. Fu Chenghai thought Qi Xia was coming, shouted "coming, coming" and ran to open the door.

Seeing the people outside the door clearly, Fu Chenghai was stunned and the whole person froze.

"Old Fu, is Xia Xia here? Why are you standing at the door? " Xia Ling's voice came from the living room.

Fu Cheng was flustered.