The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

She suddenly stopped and stared at a certain place, Zhuo Dingding followed the trend, her eyes showed no emotion.

He didn't respond when he saw Lu Ting, but it didn't mean that Lu Ting didn't respond when he saw them.

Almost the moment Cheng Lianxun stopped, he also saw them.

His gaze flicked over Cheng Lianxun's body, and when it fell on Zhuo Dingding's body, he grabbed hold of the hand that was supposed to be on the armrest of the wheelchair.

"Go back!" He stared at Zhuo Dingding, gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Master, what did you say?" The butler who was pushing the wheelchair couldn't hear clearly for a while, and leaned down to ask.

"I said go back to the ward!" He was so emotional that he raised his hand in anger and slapped the housekeeper.

There was a clear and loud 'pop' that even Cheng Lianxun could hear clearly.

Hitting so hard, it hurts just to hear it.

The butler who was beaten immediately turned the wheelchair around. The expression on his face before and after the beating did not change much, as if he had gotten used to it long ago.

Lu Tingtie's face was black, his teeth were clenched, and the veins on his forehead burst out with force.

Cheng Lianxun was wearing a hospital gown, but he didn't know when Cheng Lianxun fell ill and was hospitalized.

She and Mr. Zhuo appeared hand in hand early in the morning, and he was shocked in his heart.

Shocked but also angry.

The relationship between Cheng Lianxun and Zhuo Sanye is not what Zhuo Shuhang said, not at all.

He felt that something was wrong before, but now he is even more sure that he was put together.

How could he not hate being severely injured and hospitalized, but his family told him that they couldn't find any clues, and couldn't find out who was responsible.

Now that he saw Cheng Lianxun and Mr. Zhuo together, he didn't need to look it up, he could guess it by intuition.

This matter must have something to do with Mr. Zhuo!

He underestimated Mr. Zhuo.

He didn't believe the rumors he had heard before about how cruel and cold-blooded Master Zhuo was, thinking that he had swollen his face to pretend to be fat.

He ended up like this today, if he still doesn't believe it, he is really a big fool.

He offended Cheng Lianxun, and he indirectly offended Third Master Zhuo, how could Third Master Zhuo, who must repay him, let him go.

"Master, there was good news last night. I didn't wake you up when you were asleep."

"The master said that there is some clue about your injury. We found a person who may have participated in the fight that night and are under investigation."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the housekeeper wanted to make him happy.

But instead of being happier, Lu Ting became even angrier.

"Stop checking!"

He roared, so excited that the carotid artery in his neck burst out, his face was flushed and ferocious.

After searching for so long without finding any clues, it means that Mr. Zhuo's work is impossible to leave any clues for others to catch.

Someone who pops up out of the blue, the chances of getting involved are low.

It's okay if nothing is found.

What was really found out? According to Mr. Zhuo's iron-blooded skills, he might have lost half of his life before he was discharged from the hospital.

He has a wealthy family since he was a child, and he doesn't pay attention to anything.

Eighteen years later, the first big somersault made him deeply understand that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

Some people, even he, can't afford to provoke them.

They met each other on a narrow road in the garden of the hospital, and only met each other from a distance, and Lu Ting returned back the same way in embarrassment.

Watching Lu Ting leave helplessly, Cheng Lianxun looked at the wheelchair under him with complicated emotions.

"Is he also in this hospital?"

After Lu Ting was beaten, she knew that he was admitted to the hospital, but she didn't expect it to be this hospital, and he has not been discharged yet.