Chapter 228 You Wife is Getting More Fierce

led in his arms, not daring to move. She could feel his powerful heartbeat and his unique cool air.This man is really difficult to get along with..."Master."Outside the apartment, Jun's driver was abo...qiao ba er didn't know what jun zhi mu was talking about in the study. It seemed like a very urgent matter, they were busy from 8 am to 12 pm, and they even refused lunch. The door to the study remained closed.

She spent a drowsy afternoon in the bedroom next door, until 6 p.m., when Fang's mother just knocked on her door to ask what she wanted for dinner. She stood at the door, very sensitively hearing the sound of a doorknob turning from the study.

She took a few steps toward the study. Lu Qinian and the others did indeed come out from there.

"Seeing this, Fang Da Ma also walked over and asked, “Young Master Lu, are you staying for dinner”

"I'm done eating, I'll be going now."

Lu Qinan returned very briefly, with a few document bags in his right hand. His steps were hurried, and when he passed Qiao Baier, he only glanced at her without saying a word.

Qiao Bao'er watched him go down the stairs directly, her brows furrowed. She felt that Lu Qinan had something urgent to do, as if he was nervous about something.

"Pay attention to your rest..."

From within the study, Pei Haoran's voice rang out. This must have been said to Jun Zhimu, she was startled, her right hand hurriedly pushing the door of the study wide open, and quickly walked over.

On meeting Pei Haoran face-to-face, they nearly bumped into each other.

Pei Haoran saw that she looked a little anxious, and he smiled gently at her, "Please help us keep an eye on Zhi Mu, and notify us immediately if anything happens."

Jo Baoer listened to his words, but she didn't understand.

Pei Haoran didn't say much to her either, seeming as usual. He walked past her with a flat expression and added in a low voice, "Accompany him."

Accompanying the shepherd of Jun

Does he, a man, need to be accompanied

She always felt something was amiss. She turned her head and saw Pei Haoran also strode away directly.

My mood was strangely heavy. I turned and walked towards the study. Seeing the man at his desk, he was still engrossed in reviewing a thick stack of documents.

"Pei Haoran just said..." Qiao Bao'er paused, struggled for a while, and then simply asked him, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere"

"It's okay."

He knew she had entered, without even raising his head, he simply replied with two words.

Qiao Baoer felt he was perfunctory, and she was instantly a little annoyed, "You're not a child. If you're uncomfortable, just see a doctor! You worry everyone all day!"

Probably, it was the concern that touched his emotions. Jun Zhi Mu pushed the files on the table to the side and looked at her deeply for a while.

"Joe, I need you to promise me something." His voice sounded a little rough, very serious.

His tone was too solemn, Qiao Bao'er suddenly became nervous, and her voice stuttered, "What... what are you doing"

"Promise me you won't run off, not even a step away from Jun's family."

"Why"

He had mentioned this before, and now he was emphasizing it again. Qiao Bao'er looked at him suspiciously.

"It's dangerous outside."

Listening to his simplistic and insincere explanation, she raised her voice in rebuttal, "What danger could there be And I'm not some fragile, helpless woman. I can protect myself."

As if her answer displeased him, Junzhi Mu sank his face and suddenly stood up. His tall and handsome figure seemed to tower over hers, casting a heavy and intimidating presence.

His attitude was exceptionally domineering, and his cold voice thundered at her, " Qiao Bao'er, you better not mess with me, or I'll have you confined to your room. You won't be able to leave a single step!"

qiao bao er instantly became furious, "Damn it! What a jerk! He always expects everyone to listen to him!"

She strode forward, clapped her hands down on the desk, and told him angrily, "If I want to run, can you stop me"

A table apart, the two faced each other, swords drawn and ready to strike.

Junzhi Muqi felt a headache intensify as he stared at her defiant expression. Qiao Bao'er, with a tight face, had nothing left to say to the stinking man. She turned and walked away, unwilling to look at him again.

"...Don't leave."

As soon as he turned around, he heard him squeeze out two words, his voice low and hoarse, sounding very awkward.

Qiao Baoer actually always felt sorry for him working under such high pressure. Perhaps too many things happened recently, and she softened her heart for a moment.

"I understand."

She gave a sullen reply, grudgingly agreeing as if to avoid angering him.

She couldn't help but mutter, "That's just not fair."

"Remember your promise."

When Junzhi Mu saw her walking toward him, the coldness in his expression softened a little, but he still reminded her.

"You're such a stubborn and difficult person to get along with, Junzhi Mu! You can be quite tyrannical, you know!"

Qiao Bao'er was furious. Looking at his tired face, her expression grew even darker. She grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the study, accusing him all the while.

His gaze swept over her as she dragged herself along, and he allowed her to complain, seeming instead to have brightened his mood.

"You must remember that, this way I feel more at ease." He was probably truly tired, and in a reflex, he pulled her into his embrace. His heavy head rested against her shoulder, his lips whispering a reminder in her ear once again.

The stubble on Jun Zhi's chin rubbed against her neck, making her itch all over. Qiao Bao'er unhappily turned her head to glance at him.

"In the end, she dragged Junzhimu into the next bedroom and pushed him onto the big bed. 'Junzhimu,' she said, 'when did you become so chatty And look at your beard, you've become such a slob.'"

Jun Zhimu felt a pang of self-awareness as he ran his large hand over the stubble growing on his jaw. He frowned, quite uncomfortable with it. There had been too many things to worry about these days.

He sat on the bed, while Qiao Baoer stood in front of him with both hands on his shoulders. Perhaps the height difference gave her confidence. She looked at the man's face and saw that his complexion was not good. He clearly looked exhausted from overworking himself, plus those whiskers, he really looked haggard. The more Qiao Baoer looked at him, the angrier she became.

She snorted, "Junzhi Mu, in just a few days, you've turned into a slovenly old man."

"Do you despise me"

Jun Zhi Mu saw her staring at him intently, his mood suddenly becoming somewhat complicated.

Jo Baoer heard him say that, and glared at him angrily, "Who dares to dislike you, Jun Da Ye!"

"Jo Bao'er, who dares"

He stared straight at her, saying this as a blatant provocation. He couldn't help but smile.

Qiao Baoer felt guilty, her thick skin flushed a little. Looking at him, his thin lips curled up slightly. This man was exhausted and yet still had the mood to tease her. It was really something.

She simply sat down beside him on the bed, naturally reaching out to touch his forehead. "Jun Zhi Mu, tell me the truth, do you have a fever"

"Well, I'm going to get the thermometer... You just sit there and don't move, or lie down in bed. Whatever you do, don't move around!"

Before he could speak, Qiao Bao'er walked straight to the bedside table and opened the second drawer from the bottom. She skillfully took out her usual medicine box and rummaged for a thermometer.

Jun Zhi Mu watched the woman struggling over there, his head still a bit dull. He closed his eyes and sighed inwardly, this was bearable.

Suddenly, a puzzling thought struck him: Qiao Bao'er had become increasingly aggressive. He remembered how timid she was when she first married into the family. How had she changed so drasticallyQiao Baoer raised an eyebrow. So the old man was almost 80 years old!As a daughter-in-law, Qiao Baier did feel that she was not doing her duty well enough. Compared to Xia, this one seemed like a memb...