Song Zhiyuan met Zhou Jiangyuan's gaze, smiled slightly, and said, "Unless I am willing, otherwise, neither you nor anyone else, the chairman, can force me to leave the Zhou family, and find my fault for no reason and demote me." ”

"That's all you need?" Zhou Jiangyuan seemed a little unconvinced.

Song Zhiyuan nodded, "Yes, that's it." ”

"Okay, I promise you."

……

When Song Zhiyuan called Zhou Qichuan, Zhou Qichuan was sitting in Su Wanwan's ward, turning on the computer and holding a video conference with Zhuoyuan's executives.

On the hospital bed, Su Wanwan slept like a dead man, motionless.

There was no way, taking advantage of the opportunity that he was almost poisoned, Su Wanwan did too much.

Zhou Qichuan was in no mood to coax her, so he could only ask the doctor to add a strong tranquilizer to her potion to calm her down.

People calm down and have a good rest, whether it is Yu Su Wanguan himself or Zhou Qichuan, that is a good thing.

Halfway through the meeting, when he saw Song Zhiyuan's call, he raised his hand to pause the meeting and connected the phone.

"Wife."

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

The executives on the other side of the computer screen listened to him shout "wife", and smiled with a gentle and coquettish face, and they were all stunned for an instant.

Depend on!!!!

What's the situation? Could it be that their boss has been deceived?

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

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

Song Zhiyuan on the other end of the phone did not hesitate at all, and said directly, "I'll go find you." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

His words fell, and in the next second, the phone came with a busy signal that the phone was hung up.

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

The hospital where Su Wanguan lived was not far from Zhou's, and in less than twenty minutes, Song Zhiyuan drove the car downstairs to Su Wanguan's VIP ward.

When she was looking for a place to park, she saw a lot of squatting paparazzi.

Afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi, she turned the steering wheel in her hand and wanted to go to the underground garage.

But after thinking about it, who is she, how could the paparazzi know her and be interested in her.

So, she parked the car and walked to the VIP inpatient building in a dignified manner.

The paparazzi stared at her, except for silently thinking in their hearts, this woman is so beautiful and so temperamental, they didn't move.

Song Zhiyuan entered the VIP inpatient building, and after registering the information, he went directly into the elevator.

Su Wanwan's ward is on the top floor, and it is the most expensive and best in the VIP ward.

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

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

At the first glance of Song Zhiyuan, his indifferent eyebrows and eyes softened, and his black eyes quickly filled with a charming warm luster.

looked at Song Zhiyuan who was walking towards him, he said a few words to the mobile phone, and then hung up the phone.

Song Zhiyuan held the bag in his hand, and when he saw that he was talking on the phone, he slowed down.

When she noticed that he was smiling more and more gracefully at her, she turned her head and looked out of the hallway.

Since last night, he has been guarding other women, but when he saw her, he smiled so profligate and cheap, in this world, I am afraid that only Zhou Qichuan can do it.

"Did the paparazzi down there shoot you?" Looking at the approaching little woman, Zhou Qichuan stuffed his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, lifted his lips and asked her.

Song Zhiyuan frowned slightly, then his gaze fell back on him, and instead of answering, he asked, "Who am I, why are they filming me?" ”

"Heh-" Zhou Qichuan smiled lowly, looked at the woman a few steps away from him, stepped over, stretched out his long arms, and directly encircled the person into his arms, "It's good if you don't shoot." ”

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

Zhou Qichuan not only didn't let go, but his arms tightened tighter.

He pressed his head down, his forehead almost against hers, and chuckled, "Kite, don't move, it's not good if you go wrong." ”

"......" Song Zhiyuan raised his eyes and glared at him, "As long as Miss Su doesn't get angry when she sees it, I don't mind going to make a fire here." ”

"Really?" Speaking again, Zhou Qichuan's voice immediately dimmed for two minutes, and there seemed to be a sudden flash in his black eyes, and two small flames burned, and his body also changed.

Song Zhiyuan was speechless and died, "Zhou Qichuan, you-" "Hmm~"

Unexpectedly, before she could say anything she disliked, Zhou Qichuan's head was directly pressed down, grabbed her red lips, and at the same time held her up with a big palm, and carried her into Su Wanwan's ward with a few arrows, and then hooked the door of the ward with a "bang" with his backfoot.

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

When she lifted her eyes, when she saw Su Wanguan lying on the hospital bed not far away, she was even more excited, and immediately wanted to push Zhou Qichuan away.

"Hmm~Zhou-pray-Chuan-"

She popped out of her teeth word by word.

Seeing how hard she was struggling, Zhou Qichuan loosened the person slightly, separated the four lip flaps, pressed the tip of his forehead and nose against her, and asked with a smile in a dumb voice, "What, dare not do it?" ”

Song Zhiyuan was resolute and sneered, "Are you sure you want to be here?" ”

"I'm sure." Zhou Qichuan replied without hesitation, lowered his head to peck her red lips, and said provocatively, "What, you don't dare?" ”

"Huh!" Song Zhiyuan smiled meaningfully, and in the next second, her hands and feet wrapped around him and kissed him directly......

Song Zhiyuan's enthusiasm and initiative made Zhou Qichuan never able to parry, let alone he was starved for several days.

He couldn't resist it even more.

The little flames in the body, rubbing, burned hot.

Soon, he was anti-customer-oriented, but he was slowly and gentle.

Song Zhiyuan couldn't control it, obviously his toes didn't hit the ground, and his feet trembled even all over.

Looking at Su Wanwan, who was sleeping on the hospital bed, the corners of her lips almost bit blood.

Zhou Qichuan found that he grabbed her red lips again, put a big palm on her eyes, and didn't let her go to Su Wanguan on the hospital bed.

Song Zhiyuan closed his eyes, and in the next second, he grabbed Zhou Qichuan's hand that was covering his eyes, opened his mouth and bit directly into the tiger's mouth of his palm.

Let her wake up the sleeping Su Wanwan, and it is impossible to kill her.

.......