Until, the two entered the elevator one after the other, and he directly pressed the person against the elevator wall, bowed his head and kissed him.

Song Zhiyuan didn't dodge or dodge, let him kiss, but there was no response.

Fortunately, Zhou Qichuan didn't go too far, and when the elevator reached the third floor, he let go of her.

Seeing that he let go of himself, and then the tip of his tongue poked out and licked the corner of his lips, with a look of unfinished business, Song Zhiyuan glanced at him, pushed him away, and stepped out of the elevator again, walking directly to the bedroom.

Zhou Qichuan lifted his lips and smiled, and followed again.

Song Zhiyuan entered the cloakroom, found comfortable home clothes and began to change clothes.

It's uncomfortable to wear a suit for work at home.

Zhou Qichuan followed, and when she took off her clothes, he directly pounced on it again and pressed the person against the transparent wardrobe door.

The tempered transparent glass door was cool and silky, and Song Zhiyuan immediately frowned.

At this moment, Zhou Qichuan's big palms propped up behind her back and cushioned between her back and the glass door.

"Iris, I've been fired, can't you pity me and comfort me?" Zhou Qichuan's black eyes were scorching, staring at the person in his arms, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a smile arc that seemed to be absent.

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyes to pick at him, "How pitiful, how can you comfort him?" ”

Zhou Qichuan leaned his face over, "Kiss me." ”

Song Zhiyuan rolled his eyes silently, but he made the god send a long stomach and really kissed him.

The moment her soft lips came up, Zhou Qichuan immediately grinned at the corners of her lips.

In the next second, he went directly to grab her hand and wanted to go down, but it turned out that-

"Zhou Qichuan, don't get an inch!" Song Zhiyuan glared at him and warned him coldly.

Looking at her, Zhou Qichuan had no choice but to bow his head and smile, then held her hand and kissed her lips, and asked, "Why are you looking for someone to attack Zhou Jingyu today, do you want to help me?" ”

Looking at him, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but be surprised.

Everything she did today, Zhou Jiangyuan, Zhou Jingyu and even the entire Zhou public relations department did not notice it in the slightest, how could Zhou Qichuan know so clearly?

Will he ——?

But after thinking about it, Song Zhiyuan felt that he was too worried.

Zhou Qichuan even transferred 80 billion assets to her, would he still harm her in this matter?

Faintly, she curled the corners of her lips and smiled, "You think too much, I just don't like Zhou Jingyu is even inferior to a brute." ”

Zhou Qichuan smiled, "Kite, if you want to be good to me, be good to me, there is no need to hide it." ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

This dog man, can you still have a face?

"Buzz—buzz—"

Suddenly, the mobile phone in Zhou Qichuan's pocket vibrate.

He felt it out and looked at it, and his brows immediately twisted invisibly.

"Xiao Qingmei called, take it." Song Zhiyuan glanced at his mobile phone, saw the words "Su Wanguan" jumping on the screen, and said with a light smile.

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyes to look at her and asked, "Angry?" ”

"Snort-" Song Zhiyuan chuckled and asked instead of answering, "Am I worthy?" ”

Zhou Qichuan twisted his eyebrows, "If you don't deserve it, then who does?" ”

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and made a gesture to push him away.

"Iris, do you know that if the person who hangs by a thread for poisoning this time, instead of Su Wanguan, I will be crazy, and I will make all the Xu family members kneel at your feet and make amends to you."

Just as her hands were on Zhou Qichuan's chest, the man's low, mellow and powerful voice suddenly sounded above his head.

Song Zhiyuan's movements froze, and even his breathing and heartbeat stopped for a second.

What did Zhou Qichuan say?

He said that if she was poisoned instead of Su Wanguan, he would go crazy, and he would make the Xu family kneel at her feet and make amends to her.

Reacting to this, she raised her head, looked at the indescribably gentle and serious man with an indescribable expression close above her head, and asked with a smile, "Do you have evidence that Su Wanwan's poisoning is related to Xu Nianhe?" ”

Looking at the woman in his arms who was so calm that he was almost cold-blooded, Zhou Qichuan suddenly smiled evilly again, "Whether it's her or not, the result can only be her." ”

Looking at his determined expression, Song Zhiyuan squinted slightly, becoming more and more sure that the strength behind Zhou Qichuan should definitely not be underestimated.

But she didn't know anything about him.

"Zhou Qichuan, am I your wife?" She asked suddenly.

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows, confused, "Could it be that my wife has a second person besides you?" ”

"Nope." Song Zhiyuan smiled, "We are the closest strangers. ”

"Buzz—buzz—"

Suddenly, Zhou Qichuan's mobile phone that hung up automatically rang again, and it was still Su Wanwan calling.

This time, Song Zhiyuan did not hesitate any longer, and directly pushed the person away, and then took the clothes and began to wear them.

Zhou Qichuan stared at the person, as if helplessly twisted his eyebrows, and then, turned around and connected the phone, while lifting his legs and walking out of the cloakroom.

By the time Song Zhiyuan changed his clothes and went out, Zhou Qichuan had already hung up the phone.

He strode up to her, bowed his head and put a kiss on the top of her hair and said, "I'll go out, I won't eat dinner at home, you can eat it yourself." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently stroked her fair and delicate cheeks, then smiled at her and walked away.

Song Zhiyuan turned his head and looked at his figure with quick news, his clear eyes darkened slightly.

……

This night, Zhou Qichuan did not come back.

Song Zhiyuan lay down in bed at eleven o'clock, tossed and turned on the bed for more than an hour and didn't fall asleep, so he directly found a sleeping pill and took it.

Before Zhou Qichuan returned to China, she occasionally had insomnia and couldn't sleep all night.

So, she opened the bottle and put it around for emergencies.

A pill went down, and the results were immediate.

Song Zhiyuan had no dreams all night, and slept peacefully until the alarm clock rang in the morning before waking up.

When she woke up in the morning, she took her mobile phone and clicked on the news and hot searches to browse it.

There is no doubt that Zhou Jingyu has become a street rat, and the people of the whole country are shouting at him to kill him.

Not only that, the matter was too big, Zhou Jingyu was suspected of deliberately murdering Liu Yanyan's mother and son, and the police also began to get involved in the investigation.

This is exactly the effect that Song Zhiyuan wants.

The three brothers and sisters of the Zhou family, one is romantic, one is domineering, and the other is vicious.

But romance is better than domineering, and domineering is better than viciousness and inhumanity.

Undoubtedly, Zhou Jingyu has now suddenly become the biggest tumor of the Zhou family, and if Zhou Jiangyuan wants the Zhou family to be stable, he must move Zhou Jingyu.

Sure enough, Song Zhiyuan arrived at the company, turned on the computer, and entered the company's mailbox, and the first email that caught her eye on the mailbox interface was the official notice issued by Zhou Jiangyuan, the chairman of the group, to remove Zhou Jingyu from all his powers in the group.

Zhou's public relations department is in a mess, and the personnel department is not much better, everyone is busy, only Su Zhiyuan is calm, what should he do.

"Boss." Before ten o'clock in the morning, Chi Xue thief sneaked into Song Zhiyuan's office, leaned in front of her and whispered, "The police just came and took the president away?" ”

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded, and did not speak.

.......