"Why aren't you talking?"
Wen Qiao said nothing, turned around and walked out. A cheerful man's voice came from behind him: "I answered your question, so what about my question? Are you going to answer it?"
He was answered by the sound of a door closing.
He Xihuai laughed out loud. Theresa came in. It was the first time she saw her husband laugh like that, and she didn't dare to speak for a moment.
He Xihuai's smile was only for a moment, and soon he stopped, as if only Wen Qiao could make him laugh. He frowned and tapped the ash in his cigarette: "Make an appointment for Mr. Wen to have lunch together at noon."
Theresa's face showed embarrassment.
Sir, you are asking this even though you already know the answer. Miss Wen just left with a livid face. Can you agree to have lunch with me at noon
She dialed the number, and sure enough, she got the cold and heartless answer of "busy".
It's expected.
Theresa looked at the man in the boss chair anxiously. He Xihuai said with a sullen face, "Why don't you speak?"
"Miss Wen said... said..."
"say what?"
"She said she was busy with work and didn't have time for the moment, so we'll make an appointment next time."
"Oh? I saw you hung up the phone very quickly. Did she have enough time to talk so much?"
Theresa was trembling with fear and didn't dare to speak. He Xihuai waved his hand and said, "Go down."
Wen Qiao returned home, still a little dazed. There was He Xihuai's blood. So was it because of He Xihuai's blood flowing in her body that caused her to behave violently
Damn it!
When his uncle came back, Wen Qiao told him about the situation, and Su Ce cursed He Xihuai under his breath.
At that time, he ran various tests and found no problems with the blood, but he forgot to ask who the blood belonged to. He thought that no matter who the blood belonged to, as long as it could be used, there should be no problem.
Who would have thought that such a situation would occur.
"What symptoms do you have now?"
Wen Qiao shrugged: "My physical condition is fine, but I seem to have been infected by He Xihuai's brutality. Especially when I see blood, I can't control my desire for violence."
Su Ce took Wen Qiao to his laboratory and gave her a comprehensive physical examination.
"All indicators are normal. You probably have to rely on your own willpower to overcome symptoms like yours."
Wen Qiao straightened his sleeves: "My own willpower."
"Well, it's just like split personality disorder. If the main personality can defeat the secondary personality, it is equivalent to killing the secondary personality. All of this depends on you alone."
Wen Qiao lowered his eyes: "I don't know what to do."
Su Ce rubbed her head and said, "You can also talk to Fu Nanli about this matter."
Wen Qiao raised his eyes to look at him: "Hmm?"
"Perhaps the best way is to use love to influence her. I can't do that. Only Fu Nanli can do it."
In the past, Su Ce's attitude towards Fu Nanli was always lukewarm, and deep down he didn't want A Qiao and Fu Nanli to be together.
But because Aqiao liked it, he didn't say anything.
But now, Su Ce has no way to stop it.
He understood He Xihuai's intention. He Xihuai was trying to let Aqiao take over his position, so he wanted to make Aqiao like him.
And the only person who can keep Aqiao awake is probably Fu Nanli.
Wen Qiao laughed out loud: "The power of love, is it so effective? Uncle, do you still understand this?"
Su Ce knocked her head: "I don't understand love, but I know that the most important person in your heart is Fu Nanli."
Wen Qiao shrugged: "You are all the most important people in my heart."
Su Ce rolled his eyes at her and said, "Okay, let Fu Nanli send you a reliable bodyguard."
(End of this chapter)