Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 139: V38: So childish, is it fun? — Bite me?

Chapter 139: V38: So childish, is it fun? — Bite me?

When the late-night snack of mango double skin milk with buckwheat hawthorn cake was delivered to the hospital.

It was 9:15 PM.

Yu Yuanshen was about to leave when he saw Qin Nuo walking in with items, and he paused.

Qin Nuo wasn’t shy, she cheerfully greeted Yu Yuanshen, "Hello, President Yu."

Then she handed the items in her hand to Mrs. Qin, "Auntie, I brought you some food."

"Oh, good, good, you rascal, I didn’t say I was hungry, and you didn’t care about me."

"Haven’t I been busy socializing with the boss? Try this, it tastes really good." Qin Nuo opened the small folding table and offered it to Mrs. Qin.

The buckwheat hawthorn cake looked appetizing, made with brown coffee-colored whole grains, healthy, and wouldn’t add much weight when eaten at night, plus hawthorn aids digestion.

Though Mrs. Qin didn’t particularly like sweets, she was tempted to try it.

Seeing the other bowl with something indistinguishable as dessert, she didn’t delay and handed a bowl to Gu Zixuan, "Miss Gu, have a taste."

Gu Zixuan was slightly taken aback, knowing it wasn’t the first day both of them were exchanging food, she accepted it with a smile, "Thank you, Mrs. Qin."

"Oh, you’re welcome! Try it, is it good? If it’s nice, ask Xiao Nuo to bring it often."

Beside her, Qin Nuo laughingly cut half a piece of cake and offered it to Gu Zixuan.

Gu Zixuan picked up a fork and tasted a small bite, her eyes slightly brightening, nodding in agreement, "It’s delicious, Qin Nuo, where did you buy this?"

Qin Nuo didn’t answer, only said, "As long as it’s good, that’s all that matters," then avoided Yu Yuanshen’s gaze, turned away and chuckled.

At the same time, Mrs. Qin also ate while frequently dodging Yu Yuanshen’s gaze.

In the air, Yu Yuanshen stood watching as the old lady squinted her eyebrows from eating hawthorn yet kept saying it was delicious, then shifted his gaze to Gu Zixuan who was happily eating the double skin milk, slightly paused, and let out a light sneer from his breath.

Gu Zixuan sensed it, raised her head and invited Yu Yuanshen, "Brother Yu, try it, it tastes great."

Yu Yuanshen narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "No, I don’t eat after nine o’clock; I’m afraid if I eat too much I won’t digest well."

Gu Zixuan was slightly startled, blushed, and slowed her chewing pace.

Yu Yuanshen with a profound face watched as from Yu Wei, to Yu Youxuan, and then to Gu Zixuan, all were unable to resist their fondness for sweets, then his gaze fell on the golden iPad, mini on the bedside table.

A while later, the lightness in his sneer heightened, he took out his phone and sent a message to a number, [Is this childishness interesting?]

Soon, a reply came back, [You bite me?]

Yu Yuanshen seeing it, suddenly laughed out, paused, met with Gu Zixuan’s inquisitive gaze, edited the always unsaved number as "Dead childish ghost."

Simultaneously replied back, [If you want to bite, why not try it tomorrow?]

Gu Zixuan frowned, uncertain if she truly saw it clearly, but looking at the gentle and elegant Yu Yuanshen before her, she felt he wouldn’t curse people.

On the other end of the phone, a deep khaki-gray suit sleeve picked up the phone, saw that childish line, and smiled.

Replied a line, [Welcome.]

Closed the phone, the number note flashed by—"Yu Daqing."

...

The next day, Junsheng Stocks experienced unprecedented historical fluctuations.

In the hotel’s luxury suite, Liang Xi watched anxiously, while He Qimo stubbornly accompanied Chen Xipi and the others through rounds of drinking yesterday, drank at the restaurant, then went to the KTV entertainment venue to drink, drank until a certain official couldn’t hold back and told He Qimo, "Your company’s young models are all quite pretty."

He Qimo comprehendingly made a call, inviting Shen Jian妮 and several stars who just entered the entertainment industry and had some fame.

In the end, strict party atmosphere and government integrity policies meant those officials didn’t dare do much, they just took a close look, satiated their vision, yet each afraid of getting into trouble, made excuses to leave.

The stars felt happy getting familiar faces in the political domain, none felt bullied being touched on the waist and shoulders by a gang of old men.

On the scene, indulged in decadent feasting, lights dazzling, and the chestnut voices.

He Qimo looked coldly at everything before him, his gaze bore no trace of color.

It wasn’t until the end after getting Chen Xipi drunk, he himself first passed out, marking the end of the night’s commotion.

Nevertheless, because Liang Xi was unable to lift He Qimo alone, in the end, Shen Jian妮 helped carry him to the hotel.

At this point, Shen Jian妮 woke up in the next room, came to ask about checkout time, only to see Liang Xi sitting there in a scratching his head manner.

"What’s wrong?" Shen Jian妮 asked while applying lipstick.

"I may need to bring the president to the company, but he still hasn’t woken up."

"Do you want him to sleep a bit longer yet fear missing the checkout time?"

"I suppose, kind of." Liang Xi indeed had such conflicting feelings.

Shen Jian妮 laughed, confidently raised her chin at him, "Then go and checkout; I’ll watch over him here."

Liang Xi’s face instantly tightened, thinking about last time’s lesson from Zhou Xiao and Shen Jian妮’s provocation towards Mrs. He, he dared not move.

The intensely scrutinizing gaze made Shen Jian妮 almost burst into laughter after applying lipstick. "What do you mean by this? Don’t tell me you think, after checking out for a few minutes, I could do something? Handsome, there’s barely enough time to undress!"

"..." Liang Xi didn’t know how to explain, but looking at the president’s still sleeping face, he felt a bit heartbroken and unwilling to wake him.

Moreover, thinking about Shen Jian妮 joining the company for these 3-4 years, though she was flamboyant and arrogant, she was at least familiar with the president. Apart from being a bit materialistic, occasionally capricious, she didn’t flirt with the president like other small celebrities do.

Frowning slightly, "I’ll be downstairs for five minutes, don’t cause any trouble."

"What trouble could I cause? I’m still relying on Mr. He to back me." Shen Jian妮 rolled her eyes.

Liang Xi knew Shen Jian妮 was more sensible than many small models and turned to leave.

Just as the door closed, Shen Jian妮 cast a disdainful look.

"No wonder Zhou Xiao’s shameless audacity and intentions succeeded, the people around are truly stupid!"

She sauntered over to the bedside.

The sleeping He Qimo had half his face buried in the pillow, but it didn’t detract from his handsome allure.

His high and prominent nose, lips thin and cold-pressed, sculpted cheekbones leading to a perfect chin.

Further down was his muscular back, solid shoulders.

He Qimo was naturally a clothes hanger, and despite his relaxed muscles in sleep, it was still possible to see the defined lines from regular exercise.

Shen Jian妮 thought, in another ten years, when He Qimo’s charm becomes more mature and steady, shedding the current wild sharpness, he might be able to captivate women worldwide.

She envied and admired his skin, better than a woman’s.

Her eyes teetered slightly.

Approaching closer, she remembered He Qimo’s past attitude towards her and didn’t dare go too far.

But when she placed her face on the other side of the pillow, she still raised her phone, lowered her shoulder strap, and perfectly snapped a selfie.

As she put away the phone, a smug smile appeared at the corner of her lips. But before she could leave the bed, He Qimo’s cold and alluring eyes had opened without her noticing.

"What are you doing?"

His deep voice, like from Hell, scared Shen Jian妮 into a shiver.

...

In the afternoon, when Shen Jian妮 arrived at Southern Fourth Hospital, she walked in with a furious rage.

In the ward, Gu Zixuan was teaching Mrs. Qin to play with craft clay.

Younger people romantically wanted to mold a rose.

Older people nostalgically wanted to mold a sugar figurine-like doll, to entertain future great-grandchildren.

The atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious, with the echoing sound of urgent high heels making it suddenly abrupt.

At the door, wearing an ESCADA suit and black oversized sunglasses, Shen Jian妮’s entrance immediately caught the nurses’ attention outside.

Shen Jian妮 walked in, saw Gu Zixuan, and laughed, "Oh, let me see, is this Mrs. He? Tsk tsk, what’s happened to your legs? Oh dear, look at that, you’re wearing a hospital gown? Does such an ugly hospital gown suit your status? Oh my, I hadn’t noticed, when did your face get scratched?"

Shen Jian妮’s voice was loud and soon attracted people from the inpatient department’s hallway.

Gu Zixuan’s face tightened, her eyebrows trembled slightly, she glanced outside the door, took a deep breath, and suppressed her anger saying, "Get out; you’re not welcome here."

"You say I’m not welcome, and I’m automatically unwelcome?" Shen Jian妮 coldly laughed back, ignoring Gu Zixuan’s words. Arrogantly, she walked up closer, scrutinizing the legs, the clothes, the face, and sneered further, "I really didn’t expect, Rong City’s number one socialite, to look so pitiful."

Gu Zixuan raised her eyebrows, her eyes had a chilly aura, "Are you done? This is a public place, making a scene won’t benefit you."

On ordinary days, Shen Jian妮 might dare not cause a stir, but remembering He Qimo’s earlier cold words today.

Though he hadn’t seen her take the photo, without waiting for her to explain, he directly pushed her off the bed, hurting her.

"Get out! If you’re lonely, go seduce someone else!"

Damn it!

Thinking how He Qimo drank so much that his stomach bled multiple times, and Liang Xi couldn’t handle it alone, so often she was the one taking him to the hospital.

He Qimo didn’t dare let Gu Zixuan know his physical condition, and many times she stayed through the night taking care of him.

Shen Jian妮 was outrageously angry.

At this moment, seeing Gu Zixuan so disheveled and clearly not outmatched in beauty, she took out her phone from her purse and handed it to Gu Zixuan.

With a cold smile, "I didn’t intend to escalate things, just last time I don’t know who convinced you to let it go. I don’t have much fame or high status for you to care, but today you can’t just ignore it, right?"

The photo showed Shen Jian妮 and He Qimo sleeping head to head, well-coordinated, and clearly both appeared to be undressed.

Gu Zixuan’s lashes trembled, her eyes turned red instantly.

Shen Jian妮 leaned closer, chuckling softly, "How about it? While you’re asleep in the hospital, I slept with your husband, only just took the picture, doesn’t it make you happy?"