Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 586 - V458: Feng, did you not fully recover from your last brain injury and are thinking a bit too optimistically? 2000

Chapter 586: Chapter V458: Feng, did you not fully recover from your last brain injury and are thinking a bit too optimistically? 2000

After all, the reason he was able to come to Beijing at this time was truly thanks to a certain someone’s generosity...

Thinking about the lifted ban five days ago, the returned ID card, and knowing Feng Chengjin has already started investigating the past events involving the Feng Family.

He merely sent this message to the group and, without exception, received a uniform response from a few men:

[Want to know the truth now? We rushed to give him the news, and he left us stranded at customs for a week without a word. Today he wants to know the ins and outs and just gives us our passports back. Thinking he can just move on, then happily find his wife again? Has President Feng gotten old and didn’t fully recover from his last brain injury, dreaming a bit too beautiful?]

He replied with a faint smile: [What are your thoughts, gentlemen?]

The returned message was: [Mr. He, hold the fort for now, completely block all information from Rong City, we’ll follow back. Don’t worry, this time we’re not letting him find the truth easily for ten days or half a month of anxiety, or helping him increase the difficulty of this marriage, letting him know what brotherhood really means. Truly regretting our years of unwillingness to hurt his feelings!]

So, at this moment, He Qimo coldly thought of the group’s message from days before, while considering everyone he controlled were instructed individually to remain silent.

Once those people left Beijing Airport, they didn’t bother with Beijing, immediately returned to Rong City, took five days, up and down, collectively blocking any information.

Including Secretary Qin’s people sent to Feng Mansion, one sent, one detained.

Investigating the people at the hospital, asking one, Qiu Mingyan moved nurses and doctors to dismiss one.

Finally, the most absolute was Secretary Qin calling anyone of them, they’d reply, "Who are you? President Feng’s secretary? Don’t joke, Feng Chengjin has gone missing, kidnapped by aliens, his phone number’s even canceled, how can he still be alive? We’re preparing for his funeral, if you’re his secretary, remember to come and pay respects!"

Then they’d hang up.

So, whether Secretary Qin is irritated to death or played to death, they don’t know, and whether Feng Chengjin is furious, his expression now, they also don’t know.

Only knowing, He Qimo was here already in cold hard laughter.

Now arriving first in Beijing, seeing Feng Chengjin even so hurt his beloved woman...

At this moment, He Qimo truly...

The scene, beneath Starbucks’ green coffee canopy.

He Qimo looked at Qiu Zhixuan with a smile, "So what are you planning to do now?"

"What do you mean what to do?" Qiu Zhixuan was briefly stunned, puzzled.

Yet, still she smiled and shook her head, "I don’t know either. Maybe when he gets married, I’ll consider my future. I used to think waiting for him all my life was something I had to do, but after this meeting, suddenly letting go, feels like there’s no need to obsess anymore, living separately isn’t bad, in life... the ones we love the most often don’t make it to the end. Meeting is not as good as reminiscing; the most beautiful scene is the first encounter."

Qiu Zhixuan in solitude, stirring the foam on her cappuccino with a spoon.

He Qimo coldly smiled and held out his hand, "Come here."

"Hmm?" Qiu Zhixuan was puzzled, looking at He Qimo who had already stood up and reached out to her, "What?"

He Qimo’s lips curled, "Can’t I hold you, can’t I?"

"This..." Qiu Zhixuan completely didn’t understand why He Qimo suddenly asked for such a thing.

Until He Qimo laughed, "I remember once in college we made a bet, you lost, you said you’d fulfill one of my wishes. For so many years I never asked, this time I’m asking, how come... Ex-husband, your dad’s half-son, you look down on a hug?"

In an instant, that deep familial bond swept over Qiu Zhixuan’s heart, and seeing He Qimo’s eyes so clear, full of teasing laughter, she smiled low knowing her current uncertain state had nothing to be shy about.

Besides, she and He Qimo... This lifetime will still call each other’s parents mom and dad...

Nodding, she stood up, took He Qimo’s hand, and was pulled into his arms.

When she leaned against his shoulder, Qiu Zhixuan hugged his waist gently and whispered, "Qi Mo, thank you."

To understand her feelings at this moment, to know she feels really bad, and really wants someone to understand her, lean on, hug.

Even as an ex-husband, the comfort he provided was immense.

However, as He Qimo tightly held her waist, he looked at the black Hongqi car, lips curled coldly, said softly, "No need to thank, actually, should be me saying thank you..."

Then even more provocatively, his arm slid along Qiu Zhixuan’s waist, moved from a polite embrace to the type a man gives to a woman...

Immense comfort...

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Over there, the ex-wife and ex-husband were embraced in broad daylight.

Inside the car, Feng Chengjin’s expression was already gloomy beyond words, so cold and grim, he didn’t even notice almost burning his fingers with the cigarette butt.

In the driver’s seat, Qin Nuo was frightened and trembling, teeth chattering.

After all Miss Gu... oh no, nowadays Miss Qiu has become so...

She fundamentally seemed unaware of how much the President cared about her. Awakening to leave, leaving another hurtful note, joking around with Bai Qifan, ignoring the President’s mood as if it didn’t matter, already pushing the President to the edge of explosion, now even the ex-husband came with such enthusiasm and initiative...

This...

Qin Nuo lowered his head in depression, dared not speak, Feng Chengjin after coldly pursing his lips, resentfully said: "Drive!"

"Oh!" This time, Qin Nuo didn’t dare delay any longer.

Because he also didn’t dare watch any longer what was happening over there, he quickly accelerated to drive away.

At the back seat of the car, passing by Qiu Zhixuan and He Qimo, again seeing Qiu Zhixuan smiling with evident ease at He Qimo, Feng Chengjin’s eyes grew even darker as ink, cold flames raging...