CEO's NO.1 Sweetheart

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Zhiqiu returned. Lu Wanxin had been looking around on the balcony. When she saw Ye Zhiqiu's car turn around the corner of the villa, she immediately went downstairs to welcome him.    

    

Lu Wanxin walked to the living room and Ye Zhiqiu had already walked in. Lu Wanxin smiled and went forward to hold his hand. "Why are you back so early today?"    

    

"I came back after I finished my business. " Ye Zhiqiu seemed to be in a very good mood.    

    

"I asked someone to make the ginseng soup. Sit down first. I'll bring it to you. " Lu Wanxin pulled Ye Zhiqiu to the sofa and sat him down. Then she went to the kitchen.    

    

Ye Zhiqiu sat down and saw the newspaper on the coffee table. He saw the pictures and words on the headlines of the newspaper. Ye Zhiqiu's face instantly darkened.    

    

This woman actually lied to him. She clearly had supper with Han Muyang last night, but she actually said she was with Bai Hee.    

    

What did they do together? The text said that Han Muyang was very gentle to her, and the two of them seemed to be in love.    

    

Han Muyang was handsome and handsome. Did she take a fancy to Han Muyang?    

    

He had an impulse to rush in front of Tang Wanting and question her.    

    

Ye Zhiqiu had always thought of someone who could do it. He immediately stood up and left. Lu Wanxin carried the ginseng soup out from the kitchen. Seeing him stand up, she knew what to do. She said, "Where are we going now?"    

    

"I have something to deal with!"    

    

"You can drink the soup before you leave. "    

    

"No need. " Ye Zhiqiu waved his hand and strode out. Lu Wanxin smiled coldly when she heard the sound of a car outside.    

    

She really couldn't wait for that slut to be taught a lesson by Ye Zhiqiu.    

    

Ye Zhiqiu quickly drove back to Tang Wanting's villa. He parked the car and strode into the villa with a dark face. Mrs Zhang came out to welcome him. "Young Master, you are back!"    

    

"Where is she?"    

    

He asked. "She's in the room. "    

    

Ye Zhiqiu walked upstairs with a solemn face. He pushed open the door of Tang Wanting's room and saw Tang Wanting sitting on a chair with her back facing the door.    

    

There were a few pieces of wool scattered on the carpet. There was a half-cured scarf on Tang Wanting's legs and a book on the table in front of her.    

    

Tang Wanting heard the sound and turned her head. Ye Zhiqiu hid the half-finished scarf behind his back in embarrassment. "Why did you come back so early today?"    

    

"What? Aren't you happy that I came back so early?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at her coldly.    

    

"Of course not. " Tang Wanting stood up and walked to Ye Zhiqiu. She wrapped her arms around his waist and tiptoed to kiss him.    

    

Ye Zhiqiu pushed her away. "Don't do that!"    

    

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Wanting looked at Ye Zhiqiu, feeling wronged.    

    

"What happened? Let me ask you, where did you go last night?"    

    

"Didn't I tell you? I went to look for Ms Hee!"    

    

"You went to look for Bai Hee? Are you sure?" Ye Zhiqiu said through gritted teeth.    

    

" Of course. Why would I lie to you? "    

    

"Damn woman, you are still lying. Let me ask you, since you are going to find Bai Hee, why did you go to have supper with Han Muyang?" Ye Zhiqiu immediately became furious.    

    

"We happened to meet. " Tang Wanting lowered her eyes.    

    

"Then why didn't you tell me? Why did you only tell me when I asked you? Let me ask you, what is your relationship with Han Muyang? "    

    

" We have nothing to do with each other! "    

    

"No relationship? If not, why would he help you wipe your tears?" Ye Zhiqiu stared at Tang Wanting and sneered.    

    

"That's because I choked on alcohol. He saw me coughing and casually took a tissue to wipe my tears. "    

    

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Ye Zhiqiu glared at her fiercely. Han Muyang was not a person with overflowing love. He would not care about people who had nothing to do with him even if they were about to die.    

    

He did not believe that Han Muyang and Tang Wanting had nothing to do with each other. "Why didn't he wipe the tears for other women? Tell me honestly, have you slept with Han Muyang before?"