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

"What are you doing?" Gangzi was puzzled, staring at the spoon he used to stir the bone soup, "Shiquandabufen?"

"Make up your head!" Zhuo Shuhang glanced at the entrance and whispered, "Don't drink the soup tonight."

They can't drink it. It's obvious who this pot of soup is for.

Gangzi looked at the other two bodyguards, and their faces became solemn for a moment.

"Any new plans?" Gangzi asked in a low voice.

"Let's talk after dinner." Out of the corner of Zhuo Shuhang's eyes, he had already spotted Cheng Lianxun walking over from a distance.

He first filled Cheng Lianxun with a bowl of soup, and then filled a bowl for himself.

"It's not impossible..." Gangzi couldn't help opening his mouth when he saw that he had also filled a bowl of soup.

But as soon as he spoke, Zhuo Shuhang gave him a stern look and said in a low voice, "Quickly serve the soup!"

Gangzi didn't dare to delay, so he quickly poured himself a bowl of soup.

It would be suspicious if only Cheng Lianxun had soup to drink.

They put a soup for show, just don't drink it.

After Cheng Lianxun was seated, everyone behaved as usual and began to eat in silence, so she didn't notice anything unusual.

She also drank this soup.

The consequence of drinking it was that before the meal was finished, she became dizzy. As her eyelids became heavier and she was about to fight together, her head slowly drooped on the table.

"The medicine is so effective?" Gangzi was still stuffing food into his mouth, watching Cheng Lianxun lie down.

He thought it would take an hour or two for the medicine to take effect, but it took only a few minutes for Cheng Lianxun to collapse.

"Hurry up and tie her up after eating." Zhuo Shuhang continued to eat calmly as usual.

Li's mother was unwell last night and had no appetite to eat.

After finishing the meal, she went back to her room to rest, so except for Cheng Lianxun, the other four in the dining room should eat.

They stared at her while eating, as if she was a piece of good braised pork with rice.

About half an hour later.

In the dusty utility room.

Cheng Lianxun was tied to a chair, his eyes were covered with a black cloth, and his mouth was tightly stuffed with a large piece of cloth.

Zhuo Shuhang was standing in front of her, holding up his mobile phone to take pictures of her.

The bodyguard standing behind Zhuo Shuhang watched with relish: "Why do I think the photos are beautiful?"

The face was too clean, without any scars or blood, it didn't look like kidnapping.

"Beautiful?" Zhuo Shuhang looked back at him, thoughtfully, then pointed at Gangzi and said, "Go and tear her clothes off."

"Ah?" Gangzi had never done these things before, so he was so dazed that he didn't dare to do it. "I'm a serious bodyguard, and I don't do those immoral things."

A bodyguard's job is to protect people, not hurt them.

"Who told you to do something immoral? I just asked you to tear her clothes off. If you dare to do immoral things to her, I will tear you off first!"

Zhuo Shuhang was so angry that he spoke as if he was the kind of person who did immoral things.

"..." Gangzi was speechless now, it turned out that he was thinking too much.

But he is a man with a daughter, and it doesn't feel good to tear off a little girl's clothes.

He staggered forward and saw Zhuo Shuhang, who was taking pictures, switched to shooting mode.

"I can tear my clothes, but don't take pictures of me." Gangzi immediately said to him, "Especially my face! Don't take pictures!"

"Understood, hurry up. If you want to show your face, I won't let you show it. Later, third brother will follow the vine and find me out." Zhuo Shuhang said.