The President's Best Wife

Chapter 84 Mr. 83, I don't know him
Meiji Court didn't know that Wen Qiao had secretly divided herself into categories in her heart, took the backpack in her hand with her left hand and hung it in the crook of her arm, and then said in a low voice, "What do you want for lunch?"

Wen Qiao didn't say what he wanted to eat, but instead asked, "When did you come in? How did you come in? Has anyone noticed? You are so reckless, it will be a big deal if you are caught talking about it."

After the excitement, she gradually calmed down.

It would be fine if the Meiji court was just an ordinary person, but he is the finance minister of a country and an important member of the country. If there is any inappropriate behavior, it will be infinitely magnified and sublimated to the point of unforgivable.

In addition, he will participate in the general election next year, so there should be no voices of doubt turning into invisible weapons to attack him.

Seeing her anxious face, Meiji Court couldn't help rubbing her little face, "I'm from the special forces, unless I want to be discovered."

The implication is that if he doesn't want to be discovered, no one will be able to.

But even so, Wen Qiao was still worried. After all, he was assassinated in his previous life.It's not that she doesn't believe in his ability, instead of making a myth of his ability and deceiving herself, she prefers to believe in others.

"Where's Han Lin?" Han Lin has always been close to him, so why can't he be seen this time?

Meiji Tei turned on the phone, and it immediately played the scene of her dancing on the stage. The elegant ancient costume made her light and graceful, like a swallow.

She was a little surprised when she thought of something, "You mean, Han Lin recorded a video for you in the auditorium? Didn't you say it so hard just now, it's very difficult to sneak into the auditorium? In the end, Han Lin needs to take pictures of you."

The Meiji court didn't bother to care about her provocative method, and just smiled slightly: "I planned to come over at the time, but before I left, the superior sent down an important document, it was delayed, and the time to come is over."

This reason cannot be refuted, after all, state affairs are of great importance.

"So, Han Lin has been here for a long time?"

Meiji Court nodded slightly: "Before you go on stage."

Wen Qiao pursed her lips and walked a few steps beside him, walked up to him, grinned slightly: "Then, can I dance well?"

Meijiting's deep eyes locked her tightly, and her clear face was reflected in his dark pupils, "Is my performance just now not enough to express?"

Thinking of his performance in the dressing room, his little face flushed instantly.

Just as she was about to step out of the side door of the auditorium, she heard a deliberately low voice from outside, "Si'er, are you sure Wen Qiao hasn't left yet?"

Long Si: "No, I've been watching, but I haven't seen my sister-in-law come out."

Hearing "sister-in-law", Meizhiting and Wen Qiao looked at each other at the same time, while Wen Qiao was stunned.

"I swear, I really only have you and no one else." Wen Qiao swore to the sky with a serious expression.

Wen Qiao hid, and secretly glanced at the two people outside, "I don't know them."

Meiji Court looked at the brat outside who wanted to be Wen Qiao's boyfriend, and his expression became slightly serious.

Wen Qiao thought that the momentary serious expression was directed at her, and immediately explained: "Mr. Zhen, I don't even know him."

Yaoshou finally reconciled with the Meiji Court, but a psychopath came out of nowhere to sabotage her. If she could bear it, she wouldn't be Wen Qiao.

"Wait, I'll go out and bomb her."

Meiji Court grabbed her who was about to run away, and stroked her little hairy head with a big palm, with a doting look on her face: "Hey, I believe you. Go eat first, and Hanlin will take you away."

After finishing speaking, he called Han Lin, "Take him away."

I don't know what was said on the other side, but he has already hung up on this side.

Wen Qiao is like a kitten whose fur has been smoothed, with curved eyebrows and eyes, very obedient.

(End of this chapter)