The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president

Qiao bao'er, holding the quilt, turned over comfortably on the bed and suddenly opened her eyes. It's 9:00 a.m. and I get up from bed nervously

She felt a little surprised. She was usually dug up by a maid at 5 a.m. to accompany the old man with breakfast. Why didn't anyone wake me up today?

Sitting on the bed, looking around the bedroom, looking subconsciously at his side with low eyes

He didn't come back last night.

When Qiao bao'er thought of Jun Zhimu, he was a little bit stuffy.

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash. When she grabbed the towel to wipe her face, she suddenly found that her right hand had been much better.

She frowned slightly, examined her fingers carefully, and sniffed close to the tip of her nose, as if there was some medicine.

Who gave me the medicine?

"Young lady, are you awake?" At this time, the door was pushed open by the maid, carrying a porridge in.

"Did you call the doctor last night?" Qiao bao'er comes out of the bathroom and asks the maid.

The maid quickly put the porridge on the table with a worried look on her face. "No, just the young master told us not to wake you up this morning. Young lady, are you feeling sick?"

"I'm fine." Qiao Baoer's face was complicated for a moment.

After she finished her porridge, she was alone in her bedroom, confused.

Cross knee sitting on the bed, watching his right hand clip injury, is he giving me medicine?

So he came back this morning

So did he... Was he with Liu Yiyi last night? Suddenly I want to know.

Qiao Baoer looks awkward, turns around, immediately grabs his mobile phone, searches Liu Yiyi's name, and immediately comes out with a pile of related news.

Brush new news, her expression a little bit cold down.

In the underground parking lot of the fireworks bar, in the familiar dark gray Aston Martin convertible, a man and a woman are intertwined.

The woman took the initiative to unbutton his shirt. She didn't see clearly with her back to the camera, but the man's cold face

Qiao bao'er recognized it as Jun Zhimu.

"I can't wait to play" car shock "in public..." she bit her lip and murmured, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She gazed at the photo, a little angry, "blind, what's the good of this surname Liu, gathering people to crack drugs, or a cosmetic surgeon!"

However, junzhimu likes her.

Lu Qinan also said that his young master had only one girlfriend, his precious Miss Liu.

"She's not going to talk about plastic surgery, so she won't be scolded again." Qiao bao'er is in a fretful mood, so she simply throws away her mobile phone.

She had just thrown her cell phone at the head of the bed when the door was suddenly opened.

Qiao Bao Er subconsciously looks up, the man over the door is also looking at her.

Four eyes intersect, two people's expressions are somewhat complex, silent did not speak.

Qiao Baoer turns her head first and climbs to the head of the bed. She seems to be hiding something. She picks up her mobile phone and immediately deletes the information she browsed before.

She doesn't want him to know that she's investigating Liu Yiyi's affair with him.

Don't want to let him know, don't want to... Make yourself more humble.

Junzhimu didn't know what she was thinking, but her eyes were fixed on her and she walked towards the bed.

"Why did you go to fireworks with Lu Qinan last night?" He asked suddenly in a deep voice.

When Qiao bao'er heard him mention last night, his face sank, "nothing." She replied perfunctorily.

Jun Zhimu watched her eyes become more and more deep. He tried to tone down and said, "no fireworks..."

"Why?" Qiao Baoer raised her head and looked at him.

"You won't let me go out because of your family rules? Or are you afraid that I will disgrace you? "

As soon as Qiao bao'er thought of last night's "car quake" photo, she felt a little excited and dissatisfied.

"Your Miss Liu is a popular movie star. Now her face is everywhere in online media magazines. I look so similar to her. Why can she..."

"You are not like her!"

His voice was strange, but he blurted out.

Jun Zhi Mu looked at her with some complicated emotions in his eyes and gave a cold warning, "I can't say I can't go, but I can't go! You'll be followed by bodyguards when you go out. Don't make trouble for me all day. I don't have so much time to stare at you. "

She couldn't understand the cold and heavy mood at the bottom of his eyes at this time, but suddenly felt some grievances. Every time, he used different standards to measure her and his Miss Liu.

She doesn't want to quarrel with him. She always reminds herself that she is not qualified to care about these things, but sometimes, her heart is always

The heart can't help caring.

Although he is very indifferent, but sometimes, he to her that gentle, want to pretend to ignore, but greedily want to get.

Joe bowed his head, his eyes a little red.

She got out of bed, went to the closet, changed her coat, and walked out the door. "I'll go downstairs with my grandfather." She said it in a low, distinctly distant voice.

Jun Zhi Mu's eyes are complex, staring at her. Just as she came to the door of the bedroom, he suddenly called her, "Qiao bao'er."

Qiao Baoer's steps stopped, but he didn't look back.

Waiting for his order, anyway, he would not have anything else to say except to order her.

"That cake..." he asked inexplicably, and the tone contained some forbearance.

When Qiao bao'er heard the word "cake", he turned to look at the table in the left living room. He almost forgot to order a birthday cake yesterday.

"I wanted to buy it myself." She raised her voice as if to deny something.

Jun Zhi Mu's expression was slightly stunned when she said that.

And Qiao Baoer quickly walks to the table, picks up the tiramisu, turns around and throws it into the garbage can.

Jun's Mu Wei opened his eyes and looked at her fiercely.

Qiao bao'er didn't dare to look at his gloomy face. He closed his lips, strode over him and went downstairs.

While junzhimu went to the garbage can and looked at the broken cake inside, his lips began to laugh at himself.

I thought she was celebrating

"Yesterday was the birthday of that evil account, our Jun's family is only the Lantern Festival..."

In the main hall of Jun's house, Mr. Jun is sipping tea leisurely. Seeing Qiao bao'er playing chess with him, he is in a good mood and talks with her about some things about Jun Zhimu.

Qiao bao'er didn't want to hear about him. He kept a straight face and pretended not to know, "Oh, yeah, yesterday was his birthday."

Mr. Jun looked at the chess face, made a random move and asked, "yesterday the housekeeper said you bought a cake..."

"I threw it away."

Qiao bao'er looks a little angry.

Then he picked up a "horse" and ate Mr. Jun's "car" impolitely.

"You! What are you doing! "

Mr. Jun lost a "car" and immediately yelled at her discontentedly, "can you play chess on earth?"

"There is no father and son on the battlefield!"

Qiao bao'er glanced at the old man, and felt that the man surnamed Jun was very upset. "Grandfather, do you want to repent?"

Mr. Jun's face is black.

And the Housekeeper on one side laughed and said, "young lady, this chess skill is really good." He said a word of praise.

"Of course, I'm better at piano!" Qiao Baoer is not sorry at all.

"Piano?"

Mr. Jun was still a little unconvinced at first, but when she mentioned "Piano", she thought deeply.

"Do you like playing the piano very much?"

"I don't like it." Qiao bao'er has been very lively since she was a child. When she was a child, she was forced to practice the piano.

"However, my piano is really good. In addition to working in a milk tea shop, I was often employed as a pianist by a senior club." When she talked about working in the past, she was quite proud.

Mr. Jun looked at her and murmured, "do you want to buy a piano..."

"Young lady, you can't play the piano in our Jun's house. Young master Zhimu hates the sound of piano..." the housekeeper said nervously, as if he was afraid of something.

Qiao bao'er was slightly stunned for a moment, and noticed that the housekeeper's face was a little unusual, and the old man's face was dignified.

"Why?"

As soon as she asked, she saw the two people on the opposite side looking up together with complicated eyes and looking towards the main door of the house

Qiao bao'er followed their eyes and was surprised that he didn't go to work?

Jun Zhimu, as usual, looked indifferent and didn't even look at them. With a document in his right hand, he went directly across the hall to the study on the second floor.

"Since he doesn't object, buy a piano."

Just as junzhimu's figure disappeared at the stairway, junlaozi said inexplicably. Qiao bao'er always felt that the old figure was thinking about something.

When Jun Zhimu returned to his study, he heard his grandfather's last words: "buy a piano back." his face was a little ugly, and he threw the door of his study.

"Jun Shao, the monitoring on the 35th floor of the fireworks last night has been checked out..." after a phone call, the person in charge of the fireworks reported to him.

"At 8:05 last night, Lu Shao and his wife entered the fireworks from the VIP entrance. Then Lu Shao met Mr. Song and asked the waiter to send her to the top floor first..."

The general manager of fireworks said in great detail, for fear of being blamed for missing information.

"The young lady suddenly stepped out of the elevator on the 35th floor and followed Miss Liu."

When talking about Miss Liu, the other side hesitated and added, "Miss Liu and her five other artist colleagues opened a private room. They were... Taking drugs in it. They were seen by the young lady..."

Although people outside don't know about it, most of the people who follow you know the relationship between Liu Yiyi and him. So they are very respectful to Liu Yiyi when they look at you.

About Liu Yiyi's drug abuse... He didn't dare to report it. He was afraid that Jun Zhimu would be furious when he knew about it, and he was afraid of offending Liu Yiyi.

However, junzhimu was not angry. Instead, he urged impatiently in a cold voice, "I asked you to find out why Qiao bao'er was hurt!"

The general manager of fireworks was a little surprised.

It sounds as if he doesn't care about Liu Yiyi's taking drugs and having sex with other men.

"Young lady, young lady was mistakenly identified by a man named Zhang Zhi as Miss Liu and dragged into the men's bathroom on the 35th floor..." he said nervously.

And the Jun Zhi mu on the other end of the mobile phone was cold and heavy. He held the mobile phone in his right hand and kept tightening, "and then."

Listening to his voice, the other side became more nervous and tried to speak slowly. "Although there was no monitoring in the bathroom, when we found Zhang Zhi, he fainted on the ground... The young lady should be ok..."

"No problem! Is it because she's all hurt that something's wrong? "

Jun Zhimu, who was on the other end of the mobile phone, was extremely dissatisfied and gave a cold rebuke, "find out Zhang Zhimu immediately, and strengthen the management of fireworks. Don't put anyone in!"

"Yes, yes..." the general manager was so scared that he quickly responded.

Suddenly, he thought of another thing and said in a low voice, "by the way, Jun Shao, and last night, Lu Shao brought his wife to the fireworks, in fact, to find you..."

Jun Zhimu was stunned. Did she come to me?