My Wife is a Workaholic

Yan Lin silently washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then went up.

But when he pushed the bedroom door, he found that the door was locked from the inside.

He knocked twice, but there was no movement inside.

"Zu Jin, open the door."

There was still no sound inside, Yan Lin held the doorknob and twisted it twice, and his heart slowly burst into flames.

Fortunately, after waiting for half a minute, Zujin opened the door.

Yan Lin walked in and closed the door with his backhand. He is usually gentle and polite to everyone when his temper is good, but if he is not happy, his face is also very scary.

With a slight sternness on Qingjun’s face, he unbuttoned his shirt and said solemnly, “Now things are more complicated. Your mother lives in the old city alone, and there is no security. Why don’t you save snacks when you take her over? Why are you angry?"

Zu Jin was sitting at the dressing table, flipping through a book, and replied angrily in his voice: "Who won't let you pick it up? But you couldn't tell me before you picked her up? Now it looks like me. As if not willing to let her come, she will definitely have to talk about it again tomorrow!"

Yan Lin took out his pajamas from the cloakroom and paused after hearing the words.

"She is so old, and you can't change it if you are upset, why bother with her?",

Since they got married, there have been almost no real quarrels. Occasionally, Yan Lin would just let it go. After all, Zu Jin’s character is too competitive, and there is no point in fighting.

But this time, Zu Jin was too stubborn, taking the kindness of others as a burden.

Such an attitude towards his relatives really made Yan Lin a little disappointed in her.

Yan Lin went into the bathroom to take a bath, and Zu Jin frowned and exhaled.

Closed the information irritably, she lay on the bed and covered her head with a quilt, not wanting to think about these messes again.

But she couldn't control how Zuhua treated her since she was a child, but now she wants her to forgive her like a child and treat her like a child. She really can't do it.

She couldn't hide her parents' hurt to him like Yan Lin did, as if nothing happened after hiding.

The sadness in the past is true, and the happiness now is also true.

Two different things.

Zujin was prone to not sleeping well if he was worried, so she woke up several times this night.

But every time he woke up, Yan Lin hugged her behind, or buried his face on her neck, tightly against her.

If she moved aside, he would instinctively stick to it immediately.

So Zujin had to sigh in the drowsiness, the feeling of the cold war was really uncomfortable.

She hates the cold war!

Zujin woke up early the next day, and went downstairs after finishing packing. They were sitting at the dining table having breakfast.

Yan Lin silently went to the kitchen and brought her a bowl of porridge. Zu Jin silently drank it, and silently ate the most annoying egg yolk.

I usually wake up early to eat breakfast at home, and Zu Jin's egg yolk is directly thrown into Yan Lin's mouth.

After eating and drinking, and kissing her baby daughter, Zu Jin planned to go to work silently. When she came back in the evening, she assumed that nothing had happened, and took the initiative to show enthusiasm to Yan Lin and let the cold war pass.

But when she walked to the hallway to change her shoes, Ms. Zuhua suddenly played her vicious tongue magic again.

"After eating, shake your hand and leave, ha ha!"

"..."

He drove to Xishui with a cold face, and the whole morning was meeting after meeting.

During the period, I didn't have the time to go to the bathroom. When all the meetings came out, it was already more than 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

The lunch ordered by the assistant for her was a bit cold, so she had to reheat it in the microwave.

While waiting, Zujin walked back and forth in the office to move his muscles and bones.

But suddenly the assistant pushed the door and rushed in, panicking: "Mr. Jin, Sister Xia was born prematurely. It's in the marketing department. Would you like to check it out?"

Xia Tong has only been pregnant for more than seven months now. Yesterday, when she came to find her for gossip, she was fine. Why is she suddenly born prematurely now?

Zujin quickly took the elevator down and waited until the marketing department, where many people were already surrounded by the office door.

But seeing her here, everyone dared not watch the excitement anymore, and immediately returned to their desks to sit down.

Zu Jin walked into Xia Tong's office and saw that she was lying on the ground, her face holding her belly in pain, and a lot of amniotic fluid was running under her body, and it seemed that delivery was imminent.

And Xia Tong's husband was kneeling beside him, with sweat on his forehead, and he looked nervous.

"Have you called an ambulance?" Zujin asked.

Xia Tong's husband looked up and saw that she was coming, and quickly replied: "Called, the ambulance will be here soon."

"Take your coat off, cover her legs, don't wait for a while to go out and let people see."

Zujin reminded, and then the voice fell, and there was a movement outside saying that the ambulance had arrived.

In a panic, Xia Tong was finally carried on a stretcher and pulled away.

When Zu Jin was helping, her hands also got amniotic fluid. She returned to Xia Tong's office, took two tissues and wiped her hands.

When she was about to go out, she caught a glimpse of the phone Xia Tong had thrown on the ground.

The phone's screen was still on, Zujin walked over and bent over to pick it up, and found that the picture on the screen happened to be on the call log.

Zujin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows because of the remarks on the last call log.

Ji Shiyu.

Moreover, Xia Tong took the initiative to call this last call record, just an hour before.

Pushing forward is last night, Ji Shiyu didn't get through all the past calls.

Zu Jin took Xia Tong's cell phone and walked around her office with a playful expression.

Finally, I gently put the phone on the desk, then turned around and went out.

After finishing his work, Zujin asked the driver to drive and took himself to the hospital.

By the time Xia Tong arrived, Xia Tong had already finished the caesarean section. As long as she took good care of her body, she would be fine, but because the child had been held in her stomach for too long, it was a bit late to take it out in the operating room, so the situation was better than expected. It's worse in China.

Zu Jin did not go in again to disturb Xia Tong, only a few words to comfort her husband, and then gave him the number of the doctor who took care of her when he gave birth to the child. If this hospital fails, he can send the child to that private hospital. Go to treatment.

After getting out of the hospital and getting in the car, the driver turned his head and asked, "President Jin, where are we going now?"

Zujin was silent in the back seat for a while, then looked back through the rear windshield of the car.

I saw two bodyguards standing on the road next to them. The car parked behind their car was also following her at any time.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said to the driver: "Go to District A of Xinchuan Road."

That was the old house of the Ji family. After Ji Desheng and his wife left the country, they left the old house to Ji Shiyu.

So Ji Shiyu should still live there, if not, then Zu Jin doesn't know where to look for her.

At the gate of Ji's old house, after Zujin got off the car, the driver went to help her ring the doorbell.

But after waiting for a long time, no one opened the door. Looking through the iron fence, I saw that the yard that was kept clean and refreshed in the past has now become covered with dead leaves and overgrown with weeds.

At first glance, this old house looks like a haunted house.

Waiting boringly, the driver gently pushed down the door, unexpectedly the rusty door opened with a creak.

The driver embarrassed: "Mr. Jin, has the person you are looking for has moved away?"

Zujin shook her head. She tried to give up waiting, but when she turned her head, she remembered the car following behind.

So she was bold again in an instant.

Stepping on the moss-covered pebble road, Zu Jin walked into the villa.

Of course, there are two bodyguards walking in front of her...

The villa didn't look unoccupied, but the floor and cabinets were covered with dust.

The leading bodyguard asked, "Should I go up and have a look?"

Zu Jin frowned and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's go."

After listening to her order, everyone turned around and prepared to go out, but at this moment, one of the bodyguards suddenly stopped.

"Upstairs seems...not quite right."

For safety, Zujin still walked out of the villa.

The leading bodyguard took one to the second floor. When they came down soon, their faces were very solemn.

The lead bodyguard walked up to Zujin and said: "There is a female body upstairs. It looks like she died from suffocation, but we were nearby and found traces of other people's presence, so we can't rule out homicide."

Ji Shiyu is dead?

The bodyguard called the police next to him, but Zujin scratched his head and turned around for several times, failing to calm down for a long time.

Ji Shiyu is dead, and the woman named Bai Qing is also dead.

There can be no such coincidence in this world.

Zujin violently raised his leg and kicked the tire several times, then stood far away and called Ji Desheng.

In the alley at the entrance of Ji's old house, several police cars came, and Qiyu Group also sent several after receiving the news. It is estimated that Ji Desheng called.

Soon, Yan Lin also came.

Yan Lin opened the door, grabbed her arm and stuffed her into the car.

"Don't show up."

Zujin rubbed his face in confusion: "I wish I had come to see her soon."

Yan Lin hugged her shoulders, took her into his arms, and said in a deep voice: "This matter has nothing to do with you, don't think too much."

After finishing the transcript with the police, Zu Jin and Yan Lin went home.

Zu Hua was playing with Zu Xiaofei in the living room. After seeing her return, she went upstairs without saying a word, so she glared at Zu Jin and opened her mouth to curse.

But Yan Lin suddenly looked at her with a sharp cold light in his eyes, "She is a little uncomfortable."

Zu Hua was stunned by the look in his eyes. Suddenly he couldn't speak.

Close the bedroom door, Yan Lin lowered his head and asked softly: "Should you lie down and sleep for a while?"

Zujin shook her head. She walked over to the sofa and sat down. After a moment of daze, her expression suddenly became angry again.

"What kind of lunatic is this, what on earth does he want to do!?"

Yan Lin looked at her silently, and after a while he finally said something.

"This person shouldn't be directed at you, he is directed at me."