The president's beloved dumb wife

Xiao dingxun and Yu Sheng were left in the car.

Yu Sheng saw song Qiao leave. Her small face sank. She turned and grabbed the door armrest to open the door and get off. Unexpectedly, a slender and powerful man's big hand tightly grasped her wrist.

"Mr. Xiao, please respect yourself!"

Yu Sheng frowned and turned to look at Xiao dingxun. Her apricot eyes were wide open. There seemed to be an irrecoverable anger at the bottom of her eyes, but there was no ferocity at all. Instead, she looked more and more picturesque and charming.

Xiao dingxun slowly loosened his fingers, as if there was still a touch of greasy and cool skin between his fingers.

"Miss Su, let's not mention the contract for the time being. There's one more thing I'd like to ask Miss Su."

"What's up?"

"On the cruise that day, you went to the room between me and ANN on the top floor, made a face for Ann and coaxed him to sleep. When you were ready to leave, the electricity in my room suddenly cut off..."

Yu Sheng's heart pounded, and her heart suddenly jumped fast. She remembered that Xiao dingxun had fainted at that time. Then, according to common sense, it should be the same as that time in the bar four years ago. He was unaware of what had happened, but what he said was like... What did he know?

"It's a sudden power failure, but what's the matter?"

Xiao dingxun looked at Yu Sheng with both eyes. At first, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, but when he looked carefully, he could see that there were strange and treacherous emotions in the bottom of his eyes, but those emotions were deliberately restrained by him and could not be seen.

She won't know how many guesses he had in his heart after waking up that day, and she won't know how many unspeakable expectations he had.

And he himself didn't even know what he expected.

"Miss Su must not know that I left a sequelae due to an accident in my childhood... If I were suddenly in a dark environment of claustrophobia, I would have a headache and a splitting heartbeat, which would lead to my persistent disease. Miss Su must not know what my persistent disease is."

Yu Sheng pursed his lips slightly and said, "naturally, I don't know what Mr. Xiao's persistent disease is."

Xiao dingxun suddenly smiled faintly, but his heavy eyes were still fixed on her and did not leave: "my stubborn disease has always been ineffective. My grandfather and father have long been ready for me to die at any time. Just four years ago, I met a noble man. Her blood is the good medicine to save my life. Therefore, my body is getting better and better. Speaking of it, I haven't had an attack for four years."

"This is a good thing. Mr. Xiao is lucky."

"But that night, the cruise line suddenly lost power, and my stubborn disease was triggered again..."

When Xiao dingxun said this, he suddenly leaned slightly. His tall and straight nose almost touched the tip of Yu Sheng's nose, but he could move away from one side and said in a low voice: "my stubborn disease can be cured except the noble man's blood, but I was all right that night. Only Miss Su was there at that time. Why? Is it difficult that Miss Su's blood is also a medicine to save me?"

Yu Sheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he immediately said with a smile: "There are days outside the world and people outside the people. Since your disease was saved by noble blood, so many people in the world, like her blood, must also exist. It's just Mr. Xiao. When you ask, I don't know how to answer. Even if my blood can save your life, you and I have a taste of life. How can I know your persistent disease and the cure, Mr. Xiao And? "

"Really."

Xiao dingxun's look at the bottom of his eyes seemed unchanged, but only he knew the slight pain hidden under his voice.

There was no evidence of that night, and all this was just his guess.

Yu Sheng just said that there is nothing wrong. There are so many people in the world. Not only Xiaoxiao's blood can save him.

What's more, the Xiao family has always had a strict family style, and everyone in the family is strict. The world only knows that Xiao dingxun has been in bad health since childhood and will die sooner or later. It is also known that Yu Xiaoxiao saved his life by chance, but outsiders don't know the details. Su Sheng, a young woman who has just returned to the country, naturally won't know.

So, is everything just his illusion?

The blood on his lips must have been left by his own unintentional bite without knowing it?

"Mr. Xiao, do you have anything else?"

Xiao dingxun shook his head.

"Can I leave now?"

Xiao dingxun did not answer.

Yu Sheng seemed unwilling to talk to him, so he turned and opened the door again.

"Why not accept Canxing's contract and work arrangement?"

"This is my private affair."

"What's your impression of the man you dated this noon?"

"Not bad." Yu Sheng raised her eyebrows slightly. What she said was the truth. She wanted to appreciate song Xuechang very much, but only.

"It's a coincidence that I met this man once four years ago, but I had a very bad impression of him."

Yu Sheng fretted: "why?"

Xiao dingxun's thin lips slightly hooked: "four years ago, I passed by the little cook ah Sheng's school. I just saw Ah Sheng's senior song confessing to ah Sheng and took her hand regardless of ah Sheng's wishes..."

When Xiao dingxun said this, he looked at Yu Sheng: "I couldn't see it at that time, so I helped the little cook in my house and took her away."

He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. When he said "my little cook", he seemed to accentuate some tones.

Yu Sheng's back neck was a little hot, and the tip of her nose was sweating. The bottom of her heart was like beating a drum, but her face was still calm and said, "Mr. Xiao has a very bad impression of others because he doesn't know the cause and effect. I'm afraid it's a little one-sided?"

Xiao dingxun smiled deeply at the bottom of his eyes: "didn't I just say that he was confessing to my little cook, and my little cook didn't seem to promise him or his confession. Isn't it impolite for him to hold others' small hands?"

"You also said that four years ago, when you were still studying, you were young, young and energetic. It's not unforgivable to do something impolite."

Yu Sheng was a little angry. Although she couldn't accept Song Wen's affection, she trusted Song Wen's character and didn't want to hear others say him like this.

But she was angry, but Xiao dingxun seemed to be angry.

The face with a smile just now suddenly sank down: "are you very satisfied with this little white face?"

Yu Sheng wanted to be angry and laugh. Four years ago, he scolded others for being a little white face. Four years later, he said so. If Song Wen four years ago still touched the edge of a little white face, where does Song Wen today still look like a little white face?

"We only met for the first time. We don't know much. I won't make a decision so easily, but I think Mr. Song is a gentleman."