The president's beloved dumb wife

Xia Lianxue heard the news so suddenly that she couldn't believe it. Her eyes widened slightly: "what are you talking about?"

Xia Lianxue's heart is more complicated because of his words.

In fact, when Xia Lianxue first knew that Bai Wenzhou disclosed the news that she was still alive, she vaguely guessed that Xiao Qinghuai would come to her. During this time, Xiao Qinghuai has been looking for her news everywhere, and Bai Wenzhou will deliberately disclose her news and lead Xiao Qinghuai into the urn.

If Xiao Qinghuai really came here to take her out as Bai Wenzhou thought, wouldn't he be right in Bai Wenzhou's trap.

Thinking of this, Xia Lianxue was in a mess. She forced herself to calm down, and her brain began to work, thinking about how to deliver the news.

She must deliver a message to Qinghuai and ask him not to come, otherwise, Bai Wenzhou will not let him go.

Xia Lianxue's reaction made Bai Wenzhou sneer and couldn't help mocking: "sure enough, he ignored me before. He reacted so much when he heard the news about your old lover."

Xia Lianxue took back her eyes and looked at Changyu's sleeping face. Her face was a little cold: "I just said, don't say anything here."

If Changyu woke up and heard it, he would think more. He was already in poor health. If he thought about it again, wouldn't his health be even worse?

"Well, since you don't want to say it in front of the children, let's go out and say it."

Xia Lianxue took a breath secretly, restrained her emotion in her chest, stood up and walked out without expression.

Bai Wenzhou's face was also very bad, but he still took into account his son lying in bed and went out with Xia Lianxue behind him.

Xia Lianxue went out for a distance. She didn't want to go back to their bedroom to talk, but casually entered the nearby studio.

She stood in the middle of the studio, looking at the pictures on the shelf, and didn't speak first.

Bai Wenzhou walked slowly past, walked behind Xia Lianxue, put his hands on her shoulders, leaned over slightly, and threw a warm breath in Xia Lianxue's ear: "Lianxue, guess what I'm going to do next?"

Xia Lianxue took two steps forward and refused Bai Wenzhou's touch. She pretended not to hear Bai Wenzhou's words and didn't answer.

Bai Wenzhou had emotions stirring in his eyes. He took a few steps aside and looked down at the picture on the easel. His voice was very gentle: "In fact, you know, Xiao Qinghuai has always been a very rational person, but here is only about things that have nothing to do with you. I know a little about what he did for you at the beginning, so I'm not surprised that he will come to you in person this time, and I expected it long ago."

"So I made a lot of preparations in advance. In Xiao Qinghuai's opinion, the castle is not very strict. He has a chance to break in and take you out, just like his son broke in and took Su Sheng away last time."

"But I won't be as careless as last time."

He sat down in front of the easel, picked up a brush and drew two strokes on the completed painting.

The brushes he picked up in Bai Wenzhou were washed clean and were not stained with paint at all, so the two brushes he painted left no trace at all.

He began to rotate his brush and said softly: "I think so. In a few days, I will go out for some reason. This time, it will take at least half a day to get back. Xiao Qinghuai will not miss such a rare opportunity. Most of them will decide to come in and take you away. Do you think Xiao Qinghuai can take you away?"

Xia Lianxue stood there motionless and didn't respond.

Bai Wenzhou was not in a hurry. His slender fingers were still rotating the brush, and he had a sense of pleasure of playing in the palm of his hand: "I can say that Xiao Qinghuai can choose not to come, but as long as he comes, he can't go back unharmed."

"If I were higher, I might catch him, and then let you meet your old lover and talk by the way." the arc of his mouth suddenly straightened, the rotating brush in his hand stopped and fiercely inserted it into the drawing board in front of him, and the wooden drawing board was punctured with a hole in an instant.

"Then you don't have to see him again."

Xia Lianxue couldn't help but tremble all over.

Bai Wenzhou could feel the heaviness of her breathing and seemed very angry, but what does it matter?

He wants Xiao Qinghuai to die!

Xia Lianxue took a deep breath and spit it out again. She repeated it several times before she controlled her facial expression.

She pulled out a smile, went to Bai Wenzhou and put her hand on his shoulder. Her voice was very gentle, just like when they had not quarreled: "Wenzhou, let me draw a picture for you?"

Bai Wenzhou didn't respond. Xia Lianxue went aside and took out a new drawing paper to cover the picture. While doing these things, she whispered, "what kind of picture do you want?"

Xia Lianxue could feel Bai Wenzhou's eyes falling on her. She turned her head and looked at him. Her eyes were gentle, and there seemed to be no other emotion in her eyes.

Bai Wenzhou looked at her steadily, suddenly smiled and smiled for a moment. The corners of his mouth straightened and pulled Xia Lianxue into his arms. His fingers gently polished her pink, tender and tender lips. His voice was gentle and dangerous: "do you want to make up with me, and then let me let Xiao Qinghuai go?"

Xia Lianxue kissed him on the cheek and hugged him on the neck: "our previous days were not very good. There is no need to disturb our life because of people around us."

"Lianxue, do you think it's possible?" the warm breath he breathed out made Xia Lianxue's ears shrink involuntarily.

"Xiao Qinghuai robbed my woman, and now he's in my way. He must die."

The last few words, he said almost word by word, could also clearly let Xia Lianxue hear the deep hatred contained in his words.

After saying this, Bai Wenzhou obviously felt Xia Lianxue's body stiff, then slowly loosened the hand holding his neck, stood up from his arms, and went out without saying a word. He didn't look at Bai Wenzhou any more.

Bai Wenzhou collected his emotion on his face, pulled out the brush on the drawing board, threw it on the ground and stepped on it.

The brush, which was still complete, was broken by Bai Wenzhou's action.

Bai Wenzhou stood up, sorted out his slightly messy clothes and walked out as usual.

Their good relationship between husband and wife has become like this. He must let Xiao Qinghuai pay a heavy price before he can slightly eliminate the hatred in his heart!