Mr. He, your sweet wife has signed for it

Chapter 149 My Wife
He Zhiyao was tall and had long legs, so he stepped in front of Qin Shuang in two or three steps.

He held her wrist with one hand, then raised his leg and kicked the Huang Mao who had rushed over just now.

Qin Shuang hadn't recovered from the surprise of He Zhiyao's appearance, but He Zhiyao kicked the surrounding people away one by one.

With the addition of He Zhiyao, and another bodyguard rushed over when he saw something was wrong, the situation quickly reversed.

In less than 5 minutes, a dozen punks were all thrown to the ground.

He Zhiyao stepped on the wrist of the yellow-haired man who was about to attack Qin Shuang just now, and said to Qin Shuang, "Go, take out the club in the trunk of the car."

Qin Shuang ran to the back of his car in a daze, opened the trunk, and brought him two golf clubs.

He Zhiyao took the cue and threw one to the bodyguard: "They are all disabled, and I will pay for the medical expenses."

After the words fell, a club fell hard on Huangmao's leg.

"what--"

Huangmao suddenly let out a heart-piercing cry.

For a while, there were screams one after another in the alley.

After fighting for a full 10 minutes, the two bodyguards who were beating were sweating profusely, the ground was covered with blood, and the sound of a police car sounded in the distance, so He Zhiyao stopped.

He said lightly: "You stay here to take notes, and someone will deal with the problem with you later."

Then he grabbed Qin Shuang's wrist and walked towards the car.

"Wait, my brother," Qin Shuang turned to look at the dying Qin Ming who was beaten.

He Zhiyao glanced at her coldly, "Send it to the hospital and go there tomorrow."

Then he bent over and hugged Qin Shuang directly, and roughly opened the car door and pushed it in.

Qin Shuang nestled in the back seat of the car, staring blankly at He Zhiyao in the driver's seat.

She felt that what had just happened was like a dream.

No, even in a dream, she never dreamed of such a plot.

He Zhiyao...

Qin Shuang opened his mouth, but was a little speechless.

He Zhiyao took off his coat, threw it to the side co-pilot, then turned the steering wheel with one hand, loosened his tie with the other, and said to Qin Shuang in the rearview mirror with indifferent eyes: "Qin Shuang, you are really capable. Bar?"

Qin Shuang bit her lip and shrank back.

Did he blame her for causing him trouble?

Qin Shuang was a little guilty and didn't dare to say anything.

"I warned you last time, don't make up your own mind, you just ignored my words, didn't you?" He Zhiyao wished he could stop right now and clean her up, so that she could remember well.

God knows that he got off the plane and drove the night train for several hours. He was going to pick her up on the set, but when he saw her car parked on the road, she ran into this crappy alley looking for death, what mood was he in!
He really wanted to hang her up and beat her up, so that she would know the consequences of dying.

"Is your director dead? Didn't he warn you all to go back to the hotel after the show and not to cause trouble? Are you deaf or stupid, don't you even use your brain if you can't hear?" He Zhiyao was so angry They were all a little irritable, and the hostility pervaded without any concealment.

Qin Shuang was so frightened by him that she curled up on the back seat of the car and didn't dare to move, she didn't even dare to look up at him.

She is not a fool, how could she not realize that she is really trying to die today.

She didn't even consider that there would be many people here.

I also didn't think about how far the police station is from here, whether I can catch up.

She just got hot-headed, but instinctively feared that Qin Ming would be the one being beaten, so she impulsively got out of the car.

When she saw that it was really Qin Ming, she was glad that she got out of the car, but at the same time regretted not bringing more people over. If He Zhiyao hadn't fallen from the sky just now, she didn't know what would happen to her now.

She was really wrong.

Qin Shuang's face turned red and then turned pale. She didn't care that He Zhiyao scolded her. Anyway, it's not like He Zhiyao had never scolded her before, but she was a little afraid.

Then I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been drenched in the rain for a long time. I didn’t feel anything when I lifted my spirits just now, but now I relax, I feel groggy and can’t lift up my strength.

He Zhiyao drove very fast, and soon the car stopped in the parking lot of the hotel.

He Zhiyao got out of the car with a gloomy face, walked around to the rear door and opened it, and said coldly to Qin Shuang, "Get down!"

Qin Shuang heard his voice in a trance, her body moved slightly, trying to get up, but her head was dizzy and her consciousness was a little blurred, so she just lifted her eyelids and looked at him, then closed her eyes again.

Seeing that she didn't move, He Zhiyao stretched out his hand angrily to pull her, but as soon as he touched her wrist, he felt cold.

He frowned, leaned over, looked at her unusually red face, stretched out his hand to cover her forehead, and his face changed instantly: "Qin Shuang? Qin Shuang?"

damn it.

He cursed secretly, stretched out his hand to hug him out of the car, and walked quickly towards the hotel.

When he got to the elevator, he suddenly remembered that he drove to the direction of the studio as soon as he got here, and he didn't even have time to check in.

"Where's your room card?" He Zhiyao asked Qin Shuang in a low voice.

Qin Shuang gave a dazed "Mm", and it took a long time to realize that he was talking to her, and replied vaguely: "In the bag..."

He Zhiyao's face turned green.

In the bag, her bag is in another car.

He Zhiyao had no choice but to hold her and press the floor of the front desk, but as soon as the elevator door opened, he ran into Huo Lingan who was about to enter the elevator.

Looking at each other, Huo Lingan twitched the corner of his lower lip: "What are you going to do?"

He Zhiyao gritted his teeth: "Open the room, please let me go."

Huo Ling'an said lightly: "Let me cover the top floor."

He Zhiyao glanced at him: "Then what are you doing in a daze? Can't swipe the room card?"

"Oh," Huo Ling'an sneered, and stretched out his hand to brush the top floor, "I'm still so bad-tempered when I grow up, it's really unpopular."

He Zhiyao didn't even give him a look.

"Little Ayao, I'm your uncle anyway. This is how you treat him? I haven't settled with you yet. You gave the girl my news, didn't you?" Huo Lingan leaned against the elevator wall with a lazy tone out loud.

"You know it is." He Zhiyao replied coolly.

Just then, the elevator reached the top floor and opened the door.

He Zhiyao hugged Qin Shuang and walked out. After walking a few steps, seeing Huo Lingan walking slowly behind, he urged with a sullen face, "Hurry up and open the door."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Huo Lingan stepped forward, took out his room card and opened him an empty room.

He Zhiyao walked in with Qin Shuang in his arms, and then told Huo Lingan: "Leave the room card, and bring some antipyretic medicine."

Huo Ling'an looked in disbelief at He Zhiyao who didn't treat him like an outsider at all. This child really has been like this since he was a child, and he is not likable at all.

The temper is smelly and delicate.

He Zhiyao put Qin Shuang on the sofa, took a towel to wrap her up, and then quickly went into the bathroom and started to turn on the water. He didn't come back to hug Qin Shuang back until the hot water was released.

When her body touched the warm water, Qin Shuang finally felt a little more comfortable, but she seemed a little insecure in the water, her fingers couldn't help but tightly grabbed He Zhiyao's sleeve, and unconsciously shouted: "He Zhiyao..."

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" He Zhiyao asked while helping her undress.

"I'm cold..." Qin Shuang grabbed his cuff with her fingertips.

"Don't move around, it will be fine soon." He quickly took a bath for her, carried her back to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and dried her hair before getting up to boil hot water.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

He Zhiyao walked over and opened the door.

Huo Ling'an was holding a bag of medicine in his hand, and glanced up and down at him, unable to help but wonder how much charm Qin Shuang had, which could make He Zhiyao, who had been so particular about his life since childhood, into a mess.

He remembered that Song Qinghe had said that Qin Shuang had a boyfriend, and while handing him the medicine, he asked, "Is Qin Shuang your girlfriend?"

He Zhiyao pulled the medicine bag and replied blankly,
"She is my wife,"

Then the door slammed shut with a bang.

(End of this chapter)