Tycoon mommy and president daddy

Chapter 7

She took several deep breaths before she regained her momentum. "I have nothing to talk to you!"

"Wang Xiaozi, who worked in a small hospital in the outer suburbs three years ago, became one of the few large hospitals in the main urban area. She is a very promising gynecologist and obstetrician. If she helped you pretend to be dead, do you think she has a future?"

Oubeichen's style of dealing with affairs has always been seven inches. The careless voice fell, and Xiawei just felt strangled by his throat. She said with difficulty, "what are you doing?"

"Within 30 minutes, arrive at the address I sent you! Wang Xiaozi's future is in your hands."

"But..." before Xia Weichu finished his words, there came the blind sound of Ou Beichen being hung up.

Xia Zhichu looked angry.

A proud man like ou Beichen is calculated by her again and again. If she doesn't revenge this revenge, she's afraid she will never give up. However, since she wants to recapture the other two treasures back home, she will meet sooner or later.

"Who? Wei Chu." Wang Xiaozi asked anxiously.

"I don't have time to explain. I'm going out. Take care of Xingchen and Xingyang first." Xia Weichu pulled out a silver needle from his suitcase to protect himself. Thinking of taking another gift bag, he hurried out of the room.

The address sent to her by Ou Beichen is Ruifeng villa. Along the way, Xia Weichu listened to the driver's master nagging that Ruifeng villa lived in a top-level rich family. She didn't know where to go and what to do.

She was so anxious that she hurried into Ruifeng villa at the right time.

Oubeichen seemed to have said hello. When the elderly housekeeper Chen saw Xia Weichu, he guided Xia Zhichu to the door of the study.

"Dangdang -"

Xia Wei knocked nervously at the door.

"Get in!" oubeichen's voice sounded extremely bad.

Xia Zhichu knew that opening the door was tantamount to stretching his head and waiting to be slaughtered.

She warned herself again and again that she had to endure and lower her posture for Xiaozi's future. She was talking about peace.

Push the door and try to smile.

Suddenly a big hand strangled her wrist and bullied her on the wall. Her beautiful back was cold again.

Xia Zhichu exclaimed and stared at the beautiful eyes. She couldn't help swallowing her eyes as cold as the abyss. She said, "it's good to see. What happened five years ago was my fault. In order to express my deep apology, I brought you a gift."

Xia Zhichu quickly took out a hat from the gift bag, a kind daughter-in-law of virtuous Shude, and tilted her toes to help Ou Beichen put it on.

"Dai Zheng! It's so beautiful! Do you like it?"

Ou Beichen took off his hat with a black face.

Green?!

Green hat???

The degree of injury is very small and insulting!

The green tendons of oubeichen's temple jumped with Qi.

"Xia Zhichu, you gave me a green hat. Are you giving me a war post?!"

"Is it... Green hat?"

Xia Weichu looked stunned. When she bought it, the clerk clearly told her that her hat was blue.

She tried to distinguish the color of the hat that Ou Beichen threw on the ground, but she couldn't distinguish it, just because her eyes couldn't distinguish five colors because of a car accident at the age of 14.

She quickly apologized, "I didn't mean it!"

"Well, even if you didn't mean it! What did you mean by pretending to die five years ago?"

"If... If I say, I want to quietly resurrect and surprise you, do you think it's funny?"

"It seems that I need to make you realize the seriousness of the matter!" Oubei Chen Shuer grabbed Xia Weichu's wrists and tied handcuffs.

Xia Weichu realized that she was on a turntable. She felt a sense of crisis. She said with her hands and feet, "Ou Beichen, let me go! If it's not funny, it's not funny. Why did you tie me up? I apologized to you as soon as I came in!"

"I don't need your apology! I don't care about your life or death! Tell me, what's the purpose of your appearance?"

Ou Beichen turned around and took out three sharp knives from the bedside table. He stood three meters away from Xiawei's first day, with slender bones and sharp fingers playing with the knives.

Xia Zhichu stared at the bright knife, as if as long as she said it was to recapture the child, Ou Beichen would pretend to be dead.