The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Mrs. Mu was relieved, a big stone in her heart was finally unloaded.What else did she want to say, when she heard her son call out inside, "Likun...Likun, where is that thing?"

"I'll come find you right away..."

She said goodbye to the old man apologetically, closed the door gently and went in.

Qiao Zhi was sitting in a wheelchair, leaning over his desk on a makeshift desk, concentrating on the latest medical journal.Li Kun walked over quietly, gently placed the things he needed in front of him, and was about to turn around when he stretched out his hand to hold her.

She asked softly, "Are you tired of reading? Do you want me to read it to you?"

"want."

He quietly closed his eyes and listened to her reading. Her English was very fluent, and she often chose the most important points to speak out.Occasionally, he would ask questions, but she would answer them immediately.

After reading an article, he closed his eyes and meditated, as if he was thinking about some key issues. Li Kun gently put the magazine on the table and stared at him.

Back then, she had been ill for a long time, and her homework was messed up. In order for her to catch up, he always stayed with him like this for many nights, studying and tutoring, tirelessly.

That's right, even Mu Qiaozhi back then, Qu Lao would pretend to be Zhang Qiaozhi and Wang Qiaozhi to take care and help - but, can Zhang Qiaozhi and Wang Qiaozhi guarantee to fall in love at first sight like Mu Qiaozhi and sincerely fall in love with themselves?Will you love and wait for six years like a day?Will it be like that?

Give a little money to look after and really support - doesn't it make a difference?

She stretched out her hand, placed it on his forehead very lightly, touched his temple, and rubbed it very lightly.He immediately enjoyed this rare comfort, and he couldn't help but sigh, as if it had been a long-lost past.

After a while, he opened his eyes and held her hand tightly.

She snuggled up to him quietly, but found that his palm was surprisingly hot.

"Likun, will you still be here with me tomorrow?"

"..."

He was slightly nervous and asked, "Likun, are you still here tomorrow?"

She stared at the flustered expression in his eyes—yes, it was really panic—like a child, who completely lost her former composure, arrogance, and grandeur—poor Qiao Zhi, he also had times when he couldn't control it.

Because of her long silence, he was even more uneasy, and his voice became weaker: "Likun...will you come tomorrow?"

She withdrew her hand angrily: "What do you think?"

"..."

"I'm going back tomorrow."

"!!!"

"I have to go back to get my clothes. I didn't bring anything today, and I can't even take a shower. Tomorrow I have to bring some change of clothes. I can't be like you for half a month without taking a bath, and my whole body is rotten."

As soon as his eyes lit up, a smile appeared on his face, and his heart was full of joy: "Likun, have you been with me all this time?"

"Of course! I said I must cure you."

"Just to heal me?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want? If you don't recover for the rest of your life, you will depend on me for the rest of your life?"

She said viciously, "From now on, you can do whatever I ask you to do. Don't forget, you only have a deadline of one month at most, and that major project in Copenhagen can no longer be delayed. Tom called me many times. I called and said that you are not here, and I want to help, otherwise, the work cannot be carried out, and it is said that every day of delay is a loss of millions of dollars. This time you are injured, and Tom is the one who loses the most. I think He really wanted to kill you."