Mr General doted on his sweet wife

"Good." Chu Zhuohang raised a casual smile, "Auntie, change."

The nurse's aunt came over and helped Chu Zhuohang take off her pajamas.

He Ning, don't open your eyes.

The nurse's aunt changed him into a white shirt.

At the moment, Chu Zhuohang's cold sweat, as if in the rain, covered his whole body.

He clenched his teeth and his skin trembled.

The nurse's aunt didn't know what was wrong with Chu Zhuohang. She was very quick. However, when she buttoned the button for Chu Zhuohang, Chu Zhuohang fell to the ground.

"Mr. Chu..." The nurse's aunt jumped up in fright.

He Ning looks at this side, show eyebrow frown, heart also follows to pull up

"Auntie, you go and wring a towel first." He Ning opened his aunt, with the force of nine oxen and two tigers, helped Chu Zhuo hang up and lay down on the sofa.

His teeth were closed and his face was pale Suffering from the hurt of her suspicion.

He Ning took the hot towel twisted by the nurse's aunt and applied it on Chu Zhuohang's forehead.

After a while, Chu Zhuohang woke up quietly, and his lips were still so indifferent smile, with a touch of evil.

"Sorry, I apologize for my ignorance and recklessness." He Ning raised his eyes and looked at her eyes solemnly and sincerely, "but Mr. Chu, I am married and have my beloved husband. I will and will only do it for him..."

Chuhang blinked his eyes.

The smile on the corner of his lips widened. Looking at her and looking out of the window, he kept smiling.

If you have a boyfriend, I'll wait for you to break up;

if you have a husband, I'll wait for your divorce;

if you don't leave, I'll live a little better, and I'll live to death.

He pointed to the button. "You can't, let me go out with it open?"

"Just button up, not change clothes Do those who engage in fashion design can only serve their husband alone? "

He Ning raised his hand and buttoned his shirt.

Chu Zhuohang suddenly reached out and put it around her shoulder.

However, separated by her alienation and indifference, he did not hold it down and withdrew his arm.

"Hening, I don't know if I'll survive the next injury." Chu Zhuohang's voice became a little sad.

He Ning hook lips, smile very bright, "Mr. Chu, I wish you, this life is safe, healthy, smooth."

Never need to be looked after.

Chu Zhuohang lost his smile, and his sadness turned into a smile and then into a loss

He Ning turned out and patted his chest to calm down his mood.

Chuzhuo got up from the terminal, picked up a glass of red wine and looked out of the window.

He Ning left far away

He looked at her back, the man, easily into her heart, and he, in front of her eyes, fainted several times, but also be suspected by her

He dialed a group of phones and said, "tonight's meeting is cancelled."

"Yes, young master." There was a respectful voice over the phone, "Mr. Chu told me to send you more bodyguards to protect your safety, so as to prevent people on the road from getting into trouble..."

"Tell my dad, no more." Chu Zhuohang's lips turned down slightly.

Who can imagine what kind of news director will be the son of Chu Shiwen, a leading arms dealer?

People on the road, who will regard him as an opponent?

He was born with his own disease, so that he was doomed to be unable to inherit the family business, to become a powerful figure like his father.