Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 101: V11: Are you sure you just want to discuss this with me?

Chapter 101: V11: Are you sure you just want to discuss this with me?

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Song Ximing spoke very tactfully, but still condensed He Qimo’s eyes into boundless coldness.

Looking up, he said word by word, "I don’t think the path I’m on now is wrong. In fact, what I want doesn’t conflict with what I can do now. I just need to know where Zixuan is now. Brother Song, if you are willing to help, you can help. If not, I have ways to find out where she is!"

The cold voice made Song Ximing understand that he couldn’t forget the things from those years.

Thinking about these past eight years, whenever occasionally contacting Gu Zixuan, the faint loneliness revealed between her lines.

Song Ximing only felt a faint heartache and sigh.

His expression was awkward for a while, then he nodded, and began to pull all the brothers and sisters in the United States into a group chat.

SKype video lit up.

He said, "Who knows the whereabouts of Gu Zixuan?"

Instantly, several people who connected began to laugh and chat, at this moment it was already close to midnight in the United States, but some were still in the office working overtime.

"Has that girl come to the United States?"

"Impossible, she hasn’t been here since graduation for six years, I invited her to play last year, and she didn’t come."

"Yeah, rarely hear her talk about how she has been in the country, is she doing well after marriage?"

"Did something happen? Brother Song, you are asking at this hour, feels like there’s more to your words?"

Song Ximing didn’t speak, just turned the phone towards the sofa.

When they saw He Qimo’s cold face exposed in the video, several others were taken aback.

Soon, the evasive silence with slight head turning made He Qimo’s lips form a trace of mockery.

Without being polite, arms folded, under the hidden palms, his fingers almost clenched into his palms.

But this time he still held back, speaking he said, "All the classmates who once lived in the same dormitory, does anyone know where Gu Zixuan is?"

The entire scene was silent as the crowd, for a long time, one person was the first to speak, with a condensed expression, breaking the silence, "Qi Mo, what happened? Is Zixuan missing?"

He Qimo pressed his lips together coldly, and after a while, a heavy syllable hummed out from his nose, "Hmm."

...

He Qimo left Song Ximing’s house with quick steps.

Ann stood at the doorway hugging her mother’s leg, somewhat reluctant, but didn’t dare to say anything, only blinking her deep wide eyes, watching her father.

Song Ximing didn’t speak, just stood on the steps, lighting a cigarette, frowning as he smoked.

Until a while later, Jennifer walked forward, frowned slightly and said, "Song, you promised me not to smoke in front of the child."

Song Ximing awkwardly condensed his expression, smiled apologetically, walked to the trash bin, extinguishing the cigarette butt, then watched He Qimo’s figure go away.

In his eyes, all was far-reaching worry...

Jennifer puzzled, holding Ann’s small hand, walked over to Song Ximing’s side, watched for a while, and said, "Who are you looking for? Seems like you’re quite anxious."

Song Ximing smiled, extended his hand, embraced Jennifer’s shoulder, placing a kiss on her forehead, whispered, "A girl like an angel, one... we all owe."

...

Leaving.

Closing the car door, He Qimo placed the suitcase next to the seat, then coldly said to the taxi driver, "Go/to/the/airport."

The biting speed of his words made the driver sense his urgency immediately, nodding, turning on the meter, and with a press of the gas pedal, sped off.

Leaning in the back seat of the car, He Qimo’s mind was all chaotic.

After a pause, while pulling open his tie, he quickly made a call to Liang Xi, "Has the wife’s phone been connected?"

"Connected, but she didn’t answer, after a while, she turned off the phone again." Liang Xi’s voice was anxious, "Mr. He, do you think the lady might not want to think about it?"

This abnormality was the first time.

He Qimo frowned, recalling the previous scenario where everyone was getting on chat software, tracking IP location, and even someone using another phone to contact the consulate, asking if Gu Zixuan had applied for a transit visa.

This in turn thoroughly reminded him.

The United States is extremely strict with non-citizens’ transit cards.

He had switched to a ten-year business visa for the United States last year, but Gu Zixuan hasn’t been to the United States since graduation; if she wants to come, she needs to make a face-to-face appointment in advance!

Not in the United States, and Rong City hasn’t anyone she can rely on. At this moment, listening to Liang Xi’s words, a sudden urgency surged in his mind.

With tightly furrowed brows, he coldly said, "Go to the police station and find Director Chen, ask him to arrange someone to track the phone location and find her!"

Hearing this, Liang Xi knew the president wanted to use extraordinary means, answered with a "Yes," and immediately hung up the phone.

Turning off the display screen, closing his eyes while leaning in the back seat, He Qimo thought of Song Ximing’s previous words, "No matter how much she likes you, time will wear away many things." His heart faintly trembled.

Not liking anymore? Now does she not have even a trace of liking left?

Clenching his fingers tightly, thinking about the past, the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

...

Cannes, midnight, hospital.

Feng Chengjin stared at the sleeping Gu Zixuan, after a long time, he lifted the quilt to look again at the swollen place on her ankle, observed carefully, then put down the quilt, and tidied the corners.

The meticulousness made Qin Nuo keep chuckling. fr\eewebno vel .c(o)m

Finally, Feng Chengjin couldn’t stand it, glancing sideways.

Though the glance was not heavy, it carried a sense of lethality.

In an instant, Jiang Yuan who was hit immediately lowered her head and continued to modify the manuscript, and Qin Nuo, who couldn’t find anything to do, immediately stood up, wanting to say he’d try to find a way to make a pot of hot water.

After all, in Europe, they always drink cold water directly. At this moment, for a woman who might become their president’s young madam in the future, he must serve well!

However, when getting up, he completely forgot there was a wooden plank wall behind him.

Immediately, the "thud" sound not only made him fail to see the expression, but also bumped into the person he shouldn’t offend at this moment.

Gu Zixuan opened her eyes, looking at the foolish Qin Nuo, slightly stunned.

Of course, what surprised her more was the coldness in Feng Chengjin’s gaze towards Qin Nuo sweeping through her peripheral vision.

But soon, that trace of coldness disappeared from Feng Chengjin’s eyes, he collected his expression, and said to Qin Nuo, "Go get some hot water."

Seeing the president actually synchronized with him, and even offered him a way out.

Qin Nuo hastily wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, swiftly left.

Seeing this, Qin Yuan also felt embarrassed to stay, glanced at the two, put down the notebook, saying she’d also go check.

Both left in succession, making Gu Zixuan feel extremely odd.

But looking at the sky outside, she felt even stranger—wasn’t Feng Chengjin supposed to have something to do tomorrow? Why hadn’t he gone back to rest yet?

"Did you reschedule your matters for tomorrow?"

Hearing Gu Zixuan’s faint intent to drive him away, Feng Chengjin found it amusing, didn’t say anything, just glanced at the doorway, "I was just about to leave, I’ll leave when Jiang Yuan returns."

Jiang Yuan was arranged to stay over and accompany in the hospital tonight.

Hearing that nothing would happen this night between a lone man and woman in the same room, and he returned to being that extremely gentlemanly man again. freeNovelFire

Gu Zixuanxin was slightly relieved, "Sorry, Mr. Feng, I don’t mean to have an opinion on you."

"Who knows." Feng Chengjin chuckled lightly, began to arrange his shirt sleeves.

Gu Zixuanxin was startled, momentarily speechless.

After a while, seeing him constantly fasten all the buttons loosened during his leisure earlier, indeed about to leave, a pang of guilt welled inside her, held back for a while, made a decision that made her regret after ten minutes, saying, "How about staying a bit longer."

Embarrassment fell into Feng Chengjin’s eyes, he raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, sure."

...

Sitting across, in less than a minute, Gu Zixuan began to regret it.

In the middle of the night, a man and a woman facing each other, what should they say?

Looking up, there were his deep and mesmerizing eyes. free.webn\ove(l)(.)c(o)m

Looking forward, there was his broad chest, the neck causing heartbeats, Adam’s apple.

Lowering her gaze, there was his...

Gu Zixuanxin was chaotic, talking face to face, not looking directly is impolite, but Feng Chengjin is truly a man who cannot be looked at from top to bottom.

Especially the lower part, saw it once this morning, causing her mind all day unable to control nor shake off the image.

You must know, she had been married to He Qimo for so many years, hadn’t seen it!

Blushing and the position her gaze frequently avoided made Feng Chengjin aware she still hadn’t come out from the shadow of the morning.

Pressing his lips while smiling, he first broke the ice, "How about saying something."

"...Uh, say, say something." Gu Zixuanxin awkwardly, her mind full of flying thoughts.

But searched all over her mind, couldn’t find much to say.

Finally, having nothing to say, she asked an even more awkward question, "How do you view the issue of the South China Sea arbitration recently?"

In an instant, Qin Nuo holding the water bottle who just entered, almost burst out laughing upon hearing these words, closed the door, quickly left.

In the hospital room, Feng Chengjin frowned.

After a long time, slightly drew the corner of his lips, "Are you sure all you want to discuss with me is this?"