The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"How are you?" Cheng Lianxun let go of his hand and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Chest pain." Zhuo Shuhang put his other hand on his chest, struggling, "Help me up."

Cheng Lianxun carefully helped him up, and then he didn't move, just stood there blankly.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Lianxun tried to let him go.

It was found that he could stand steadily without the help of others.

Zhuo Shuhang rubbed his chest, taking a sigh of relief: "Sister-in-law, if you weigh less, I might feel better."

The feeling of being pressed against his chest at that moment was almost like a broken boulder in his chest.

"..." After two seconds of silence, his palms were suddenly clenched into fists, and he hit his stomach unexpectedly, "Why is your stomach okay?"

How dare you say she is heavy!

And when she fell, she seemed to be sitting on his stomach.

It stands to reason that the most injured part of him should be his abdomen.

"Ah!" Zhuo Shuhang bent down violently, clutching his stomach, "You are murdering on purpose!"

He shouted so vigorously, Cheng Lianxun immediately confirmed that he was fine.

"You deserve it!" The look of concern faded from her face in an instant, she gritted her teeth and scolded him, "Who keeps you up in the middle of the night!"

Seeing her turn around and leave, Zhuo Shuhang felt aggrieved and wronged: "If I fell asleep and no one will follow you, you would have fallen into a meatloaf long ago!"

He is her savior, if she doesn't appreciate it, why not scold him?

He is too frustrated.

"If it weren't for you peeking furtively below, would I have fallen?"

Cheng Lian turned around and roared angrily.

It's not the first time she's turned out of the balcony. It was fine before, but when he appeared, an accident happened, and the problem was mainly on him.

"..." Zhuo Shuhang was in distress.

Having failed to escape again, Cheng Lianxun was indescribably depressed.

When she returned to the second floor, Gangzi was watching TV in the living room, and seeing her was like seeing a ghost.

"Aren't you in the room all the time? When did you go down?"

After she returned to the room, he only left and went to the bathroom once, which did not exceed a minute.

Cheng Lianxun, who was in a bad mood, didn't bother to talk to him, and went back to the room alone.

After she woke up after a nap, when it was bright, she found that the grass under her balcony was covered with a thick layer of fluffy blankets.

The range is so wide that no matter where she jumps from the balcony, she can only land on the blanket.

while eating.

"What do you mean by those blankets downstairs?" Cheng Lianxun asked innocently.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to think about it for a while, there is a blanket to cushion it, so it won't hurt easily." Zhuo Shuhang said.

Seeing how careful he is, she even paved the way for her to escape.

Cheng Lianxun cast him a glance and said nothing.

With those blankets under the balcony, if she jumped off rashly, the risk factor would indeed be much lower.

But there was no need for her to jump, because the ladder by the back door had disappeared.

Cheng Lianxun was placed under house arrest until the fifth day.

Zhuo Shuhang answered a phone call this afternoon, and then he walked up and down the hall anxiously.

"How's this going to be done?" he murmured, clearly troubled by something.

Obviously, Cheng Lianxun would definitely not cooperate.

If it doesn't work, we can only use some special means.

After he figured it out, he slapped his thigh fiercely, and said firmly, "That's it!"

at dinner.

Before Cheng Lianxun arrived at the restaurant, Zhuo Shuhang poured a pack of medicinal powder into the soup.