The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Qu Cunzi had sharp eyes and noticed that there were actually two familiar faces in this group of people.He was holding the wine glass, thoughtful. At this time, the eldest sister came over and lowered her voice: "Did you see that? That's an employee of the American Research Institute."

"How did they come?"

"The research institute is following you. It must be because they are afraid that Likun will renege on the contract."

Qu Cunzi's heart trembled, and he looked around. The Qu family's Thanksgiving Association has always had very strict security measures, but under such strict security measures, not far behind Fang Likun, there were still two other women with vague faces. At first glance, they are nothing more than members of a group of relatives and friends.

"These two are all retired special forces female soldiers. Dad arranged for them. From now on, they will protect Likun 24 hours a day."

"Sister, is she in any danger?"

"It's not that dangerous, it's just that it's not what it used to be, and her safety is also very important."

Qu Cunzi suddenly remembered the accident on the podium, and felt even more uneasy.If Qiao Zhijun hadn't risked his life to save him that time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

You must know that the top scientific research talents have always been the object of competition among countries.During World War II, in order to compete for important physicists in atomic theory, countries even dispatched their troops, and even the president and others had to intervene in person.Tom from Copenhagen has already come and left in disappointment, and the American Institute will naturally not let it go.

As soon as he thought of this, he became even more nervous: "Sister, do we need to send more people?"

"Don't be like a soldier. After all, Likun is just a doctor. Who can do anything to her?"

At this moment, several friends came over to say hello, and the siblings immediately stopped talking and greeted the guests separately.

Jiang Biwei walked over with a group of people.

Qu Cunzi was polite: "There are too many people today, and I didn't greet you well. Please bear with me."

"Mr. Qu is too polite."

Jiang Biwei kept holding the wine glass, took a sip, and put it down again.Qu Cunzi was still polite: "Xiao Jiang, you and your father have visited the hospital many times. The old man asked me to remember to thank you. I also prepared a small gift, which will be delivered to the house tomorrow."

Too polite, that's how they've always gotten along.

At this time, Jiang Biwei realized: This is too polite.

She was suddenly curious: how did he and Fang Likun get along?Also so polite?

It's a pity that today she never saw the two of them get along alone, and didn't even have a chance to talk - because Fang Likun became the first protagonist at the Qu family's feast.

She was very curious: Can Mr. Qu endure such being overwhelmed by others?

She casually said lightly, "Doctor Fang is so beautiful today."

Qu Cunzi followed her gaze and smiled wryly: "That guy has become a super master."

That guy—he called Fang Likun that guy—Jiang Biwei was very surprised again.

"It seems that Elder Qu really likes her."

"Ha, that's right! The old man likes her far more than me. He often says that his little daughter Chenghuan is nothing more than that. Even my son is almost jealous."

Jiang Biwei was in the mood for the last test, but at this moment, his mind suddenly became lively, and he blinked: "I heard old friends of Mr. Qu asking when they can drink your wedding wine."

This question is really euphemistic.

Qu Cunzi laughed loudly, and spun the wine glass in his hand: "Actually, I've been thinking about this question too."