Sweet Wife, be Good!

"Okay." Chu Zhuohang evoked an indifferent wicked smile, "Auntie, change."

The auntie the nurse walked over and helped Chu Zhuohang take off his pajamas a little nervously.

He Ning stayed away.

The nurse's aunt put on a white shirt for him.

At this moment, the cold sweat on Chu Zhuohang's body was like rain, covering his whole body.

He gritted his teeth, his skin trembled.

The aunt of the caregiver didn't know what was wrong with Chu Zhuohang. She moved very quickly, however, when she buttoned the buttons for Chu Zhuohang, Chu Zhuohang fell to the ground.

"Mr. Chu..." Auntie the nurse jumped up in shock.

He Ning looked over here, her eyebrows frowned, and her heart twitched...

"Auntie, you go and twist a towel first." He Ning pushed away the auntie, and with a great deal of strength, Chu Zhuohang lifted up and lay down on the sofa.

His teeth were closed, his face was pale... he was suffering the hurt caused by her suspicion.

He Ning took the hot towel twisted by the nurse's aunt and put it on Chu Zhuohang's forehead.

After a while, Chu Zhuohang woke up faintly, still with such an indifferent smile on his lips, with a touch of wickedness.

"Sorry, I apologize for my ignorance recklessly." He Ning raised his eyes and looked into her eyes solemnly and sincerely. "But Mr. Chu, I'm already married and have my beloved husband. I want to change clothes. Will and only do it for him..."

Chu Zhuohang smiled and blinked.

The smile on the corner of his lips widened, looking at her and looking out the window, smiling all the time.

If you have a boyfriend, I will wait for you to break up;

If you have a husband, I will wait for your divorce;

If you don't leave, I will live a little better, and I will endure him to death.

He pointed to the button: "You can't, let me go out, right?"

"It's just a button, it's not changing clothes... Is it that those who engage in costume design can only serve their husbands alone?"

He Ning raised his hand and buttoned his shirt.

Chu Zhuohang suddenly stretched out his hand and put it around her shoulder.

However, separated by the alienation and indifference on her body, he never hugged him, so he withdrew his arm.

"He Ning, I don't know if I get injured next time, will I survive it." Chu Zhuohang's voice became a little sad.

He Ning curled his lips and smiled brightly, "Mr. Chu, I wish you a safe, healthy, and prosperous life."

Never need someone else's care.

Chu Zhuohang lost his smile, his sadness turned into a smile, and then turned into a loss...

He Ning turned around and went out, patted his chest, calming down her emotions.

Chu Zhuohang stood up, held a glass of red wine with his fingers, and looked out the window.

He Ning left far away...

He looked at her back, the man walked into her heart easily, and he, before her eyes, fainted several times, and was even suspected by her...

He dialed a group of phones and said, "Tonight's meeting, cancel."

"Yes, Master." A respectful voice came from over the phone, "Master Chu confessed that he will send you bodyguards to protect your safety, so that people on the road will not attack you..."

"Tell my dad, no need." Chu Zhuohang's lips curled down slightly.

Who can think of what news director would the son of the dignified arms dealer Chu Shiwen come to?

Who on the road would treat someone like him as an opponent?

His natural illnesses made him destined to be unable to inherit the family business and become a man of power like his father.