Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

The rice was fluffy and soft, fragrant and tangy, and the taste of the food was also very good, but Haiyue was like chewing wax, it was very difficult to eat, almost hard to swallow.

Even though every swallow made her throat feel uncomfortable, Haiyue still didn't stop, mouthful after mouthful, eating slowly, each mouthful was like someone stabbed her heart with a knife, dripping with blood.

After finally eating all the food in the bento box, Haiyue stopped, put away the bento box, stood up, walked out of the alley, came to the address reported to Mama Lin, and stood there waiting.

Because of eating too much, Haiyue's stomach was swollen and painful, she ignored it, because compared to the throbbing pain in her heart that almost made her suffocate, a little pain in her stomach was nothing at all, it was just a pediatric disease. That's all.

Haiyue gritted her teeth, endured it fiercely, and stood there straight, her face pale and tense as if it had been covered with a layer of lime.

After an unknown amount of time, there was the sound of car tires rolling across the road from the other side of the alley.

Mama Lin, are they already here?

Haiyue raised her head, and sure enough, she saw a familiar car slowly approaching her direction, and it stopped in front of her in less than a minute.

Lin's mother got out of the car in a hurry, and pulled Haiyue to the back seat of the car.

The driver started the engine, turned around, and drove the car onto the main road.

Mama Lin excitedly took Haiyue's hand and asked, "How is it? How is it? You are going to deliver the bento, is the young master very touched?"

Haiyue was dripping with cold sweat, endured the discomfort in her stomach, smiled and nodded, and answered with difficulty, "Yes, yes."

"I'll just say that the young master likes this kind of thing——" Mother Lin smiled, but before she could speak, Haiyue fell down in front of her with a pale face.

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"how is she?"

"It's nothing serious. It's just that I eat too much and my stomach can't take it. I'll be fine after a good rest. Remember to be more careful next time."

"..."

Faintly heard rustling conversations, footsteps and doors closing.

Just as Haiyue was about to wake up with her eyes open, she suddenly felt a heat in her stomach. A wet and hot palm was pressed against her stomach, and she massaged it in a 360-degree rotation with extremely light force.

Haiyue knew that the owner of the palm was Sikong Jingqiu. After getting along for so long, she was already very familiar with his smell.

She gave up opening her eyes and lay there quietly, but the corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably.

Since it was said that the relationship between them was just a transaction, why did Sikong Jingqiu treat her so well and tenderly?

gentle.

Yes, it is tenderness.

false tenderness.

Didn't Sikong Jingqiu know that this kind of false, purposeful tenderness would break a person's heart?

Since it is a transaction, why not be cold-blooded and make this transaction completely transactional?

What is tenderness in a transaction?

The mercy of giving?

Taking a deep breath, Haiyue slowly opened her eyes and sat up with her arms outstretched to avoid Sikong Jingqiu's touch.

Sikong Jingqiu stared at her, and slowly withdrew his hand, "Since you've arrived at the office door, why don't you come in and look for me?"

Does he know that he has been to the company?Then he must have guessed that he heard what he said to Xia Dongye.

Haiyue stared at Sikong Jingqiu fixedly, the eyes were gradually blurred by the fog that gradually gathered.