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

"It's him." She was also pleasantly surprised, and quickly took out her mobile phone from her bag.

Brother Zhuo's ringtone, which she specially set, is different from other people's.

"Brother Zhuo." She connected the phone as quickly as possible, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Zhuo Dingding's deep voice sounded normal indeed.

The assistant, Qin Tu, was helping him with the wound on his shoulder.

Hearing this, she raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered her eyes and continued to bandage.

After the mission was completed, the first thing Grandpa did was to report his little girlfriend's safety with his mobile phone.

If it is not too clear how the two of them get along.

He even suspected that his father was a strict wife.

"It's good that you're fine. I haven't been able to contact you since last night. I'm a little worried." She relaxed.

It's been a long time, and I couldn't contact him for more than ten hours.

When it is not convenient for him to answer the phone, he will text her back to let her know that he is always there.

She couldn't find his feeling at all, which made her flustered.

For this reason, when she was having breakfast, she was still thinking that she seemed to be too dependent on Brother Zhuo.

If one day he disappears, she can foresee that her sky will collapse directly.

"Just a little worry?"

Zhuo Dingding asked back.

His tone was like begging for praise and praise, which made Qin Tu's hand tremble in fright, and the strength of his hand that knotted the bandage increased instantly.

The gauze sank deeply into the flesh, a large amount of blood came out from the wound, and penetrated the gauze quickly, the glaring scarlet was painful to look at.

Zhuo Ding Ding Sen glanced at him coldly, but he didn't even hum.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry!"

Qin Tu immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

He actually injured Grandpa a second time, damn it.

But I hope that my lord has a lot of people, don't hold grudges, and send him to Africa if he feels unhappy one day.

"Very worried!" Cheng Lianxun immediately changed his words.

The little guy's voice made Zhuo Dingding withdraw his cold eyes from Ling Chi.

"Are you in the suburbs?" he asked.

"It's in the suburbs." After answering, she remembered something, and said, "I'll send you the address later."

"Um."

"Brother Zhuo." She looked at Rong Lie and said, "Cheng Liandi is here too."

Melting hesitated whether to leave or not.

Sitting and listening to her talk on the phone doesn't seem very good.

However, why did she even tell the third brother about such a trivial matter as Cheng Liantia?

"Are you worried that you won't be able to beat her?"

She and Cheng Liandi have always been at odds.

In the future, her training must be strengthened, and she cannot be allowed to fish for three days and hang nets for two days.

"It's not this." Cheng Lianxun finally got to the point, "Cheng Liandi and Lu Yanlu came together."

The danger of Lu Yanlu is greater than that of Cheng Liandian.

For now, he hasn't done anything to feel too sorry for her.

But I always wanted to chat with her, and I kept grabbing her hand, with impure motives.

Who knows what he wants to do.

As soon as Zhuo Dingding heard that Lu Yanlu moved closer to her again, his face darkened.

The strong low air pressure suddenly emanating from him made Qin Tu's eyelids twitch, so it was important to pack up and get out quickly.

"Did he go after you? Did he do anything to you?"

"I don't know who it's for, but I met him at breakfast just now, and he ran over and said he wanted to talk to me, but I refused."

"You refused him, and he left obediently?"

"No, there was a conflict. By the way, brother Zhuo, Rong Lie is also here, and together with Chen Chen, he drove away Lu Yanlu."

Melting was about to sneak away, but when she heard her name, she immediately sat back with her butt a few centimeters away from the seat.