Song Zhiyuan faced Zhou Jiangyuan's gaze, smiled slightly, and said, "Unless I am willing, no matter you or anyone else, you cannot force me to leave Zhou's family, and you will find me for no reason and demote me to my position."

"Just this is the request?" Zhou Jiangyuan seemed a little unbelievable.

Song Zhiyuan nodded, "Yes, just this is the request."

"Okay, I promise you."

...

When Song Zhiyuan called Zhou Qichuan, Zhou Qichuan was sitting in Su Wanguan's ward, turning on the computer to hold a video conference with the executives on Zhuo Yuan.

On the hospital bed, Su Wanguan slept like a dead person, motionless.

There was no way. Su Wanguan was doing too much while taking advantage of the opportunity that he was almost poisoned to death.

Zhou Qichuan was not in the mood to coax her, so he had to ask the doctor to add a powerful tranquilizer to her potion to calm her down.

It is a good thing to be quiet and have a good rest, whether it is Yu Su Wanguan himself or Zhou Qichuan.

Halfway through the meeting, he saw Song Zhiyuan calling, and he raised his hand to pause the meeting and answered the phone.

"Wife."

As soon as the phone was connected, he immediately opened his eyebrows and eyes, and his deep black eyes were filled with charming smiles.

The executives on the other end of the computer screen heard him calling him "wife" and smiled with a gentle and coquettish look on their faces, and they were all confused in an instant.

Depend on!!!!

What's going on? Could it be that their boss was raped?

"Where are you?" Song Zhiyuan asked directly on the other end of the phone.

"In the hospital, in Su Wanguan's ward?" Zhou Qichuan answered truthfully, smiling.

Song Zhiyuan on the other end of the phone said without any hesitation and said directly, "I'll go find you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After he finished speaking, the next second, the busy voice of the phone being hung up came from his cell phone.

On the other end, Song Zhiyuan hung up the phone, went to say hello to Du Yanheng, and then told Chi Xue a few words, and then took her bag to the underground garage.

The hospital where Su Wanguan is staying is not far from Zhou's family, less than twenty minutes away, downstairs of the ward.

When she was looking for a seat to park, she saw many paparazzi squatting.

Fearing that she was photographed by paparazzi, she turned the steering wheel in her hand and wanted to go to the underground garage.

But then I thought about it, who is she? How could paparazzi know her and be interested in her?

So, she parked her car and walked into the hospital building.

The paparazzi stared at her, and except for thinking silently in their hearts that this woman was so fucking beautiful and fuckingly elegant, she didn't move.

After registering the information in the hospitalized building, I went directly into the elevator.

Su Wanguan’s ward is on the top floor and is the most expensive and best in the VIP ward.

When she arrived, Zhou Qichuan was standing in the corridor outside Su Wanguan's ward, with one hand in his pants pocket and the other holding his cell phone and making a phone call.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, he turned his head to look.

At the first glance of Song Zhiyuan, his indifferent eyebrows and eyes became gentle, and a layer of charming warm luster quickly spread into his black eyes.

He looked at Song Zhiyuan who was walking towards him with a wrong mistake. He gave a few instructions to his cell phone and then hung up the phone.

Song Zhiyuan was holding a bag in her hand, and when she saw him talking on the phone, she slowed down.

When she found him smiling more and more romantically at her, she turned her head away and looked out the corridor.

I've been guarding other women since last night, but when I see her, I'm afraid only Zhou Qichuan can do it in this world.

"Have you photographed the paparazzi below?" Looking at the approaching little woman, Zhou Qichuan stuffed his phone into his trouser pocket and raised his lips to ask her.

Song Zhiyuan frowned slightly, then she fell back to his body, and asked without answering, "Who am I, why do they want to photograph me?"

"Ha--" Zhou Qichuan smiled softly, looked at the woman who was a few steps away from him, stepped over, stretched his arms out, and directly wrapped the person in his arms, "It's good if you didn't take a photo."

In the corridor of the hospital, outside Su Wanguan's ward, it was really inappropriate for the two people to stick together so tightly, so Song Zhiyuan immediately twisted and struggled twice.

Not only did Zhou Qichuan not let go, but his arms tightened.

His head was pressed down, his forehead almost pressed against hers, and he smiled softly, "Yuan Yuan, don't move around, it would be bad if the gun went off."

"..." Song Zhiyuan raised her eyes and glared at him, "As long as Miss Su is not angry when she sees it, I don't mind going here."

"Really?" Zhou Qichuan's voice immediately became dull. It seemed that two clusters of small flames suddenly burned in his black eyes, and his body also changed.

Song Zhiyuan died speechlessly, "Zhou Qichuan, you—" "Um~"

Unexpectedly, before she could say anything, Zhou Qichuan's head was pressed down directly, grabbed her red lips, and at the same time, he held her hard with his palm, and walked into Su Wanguan's ward with two steps. Then he banged his feet and hooked the door of the ward.

Song Zhiyuan reacted and was about to push Zhou Qichuan, he had already reached the door panel.

She raised her eyes and saw Su Wanguan lying on the hospital bed not far away, she was even more shocked and immediately tried to push Zhou Qichuan away.

"Well~ Zhou—Qi—Chuan—"

She jumped out of her teeth one by one.

Seeing her struggle, Zhou Qichuan let go of the person a little, separated his lips, his forehead and nose tips against her, and he asked with a hoarse voice, "Why, I dare not say but not do it?"

Song Zhiyuan showed off her strong and sneered, "Are you sure you want to be here?"

"I'm sure." Zhou Qichuan answered without hesitation, lowered his head and pecked her red lips, and said provocatively, "Why, don't you dare?"

"Ha!" Song Zhiyuan smiled meaningfully. The next second, her hands, hands, feet and feet tightly wrapped around him and kissed his lips directly...

Song Zhiyuan's enthusiasm and initiative made Zhou Qichuan unable to resist, let alone him who had been hungry for many days.

He couldn't stand it anymore.

The little flames in the body were burning hot.

Soon, he turned his back on the spot, but he slowly tried to do so, extremely gentle.

Song Zhiyuan couldn't control her toes. Her toes obviously did not fall to the ground, but her feet and even her whole body were trembling.

Looking at Su Wanguan who was sleeping on the hospital bed, her lips were almost bleeding.

Zhou Qichuan found that he grabbed her red lips again, and a big palm covered her eyes, not allowing her to see Su Wanguan on the hospital bed, easily pried open the teeth, and coaxed her softly, "Be good, don't hold it in a vague way-"

Song Zhiyuan closed her eyes, and the next second, she grabbed Zhou Qichuan's hand covering his eyes, opened her mouth and bit directly at the tiger's mouth in his palm.

It is impossible to kill Su Wanguan, who was sleeping in a silence.

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