Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

"What happened to your foot?"

There was no barrier on her ankle. Leng Shaoxuan clearly saw a scarlet on her ankle.

Her eyes narrowed slightly and her tone was skeptical. She didn't need to walk. There was a car to pick her up when she went out. Her feet went to this extent.

Mu Haitang subconsciously retracted his feet, and his eyes dodged. He remained silent for a while before continuing to speak, but his tone was still insufficient.

"I'm not used to wearing those shoes. They hurt my feet. Just wear them for a few more days."

Leng Shaoxuan looked at her pale face, as if she would be blown away by the strong wind. The bruises in the fundus of her eyes were a little inconvenient. Suddenly, he thought that when she slept alone, the panic on her face and the trembling of her shoulders made him more confused.

But after all, there was no questioning, but the scarlet was too dazzling.

"Find a piece of wound to stick to and look out of the way."

Mu Haitang felt a little relaxed when he heard this sentence. He whispered his consent and went upstairs. His steps were light and there was no noise.

Just after taking a bath, Mu Haitang saw Leng Shaoxuan smoking in the living room. He didn't turn on the light, but turned on the small table lamp next to him. The warm yellow light wrapped him up faintly, making him look less inhuman, as if even his eyes were more warm.

"Mu Haitang, come here."

There was no superfluous action or eyes, but it was just a faint tone, which still made Mu Haitang dare not refuse.

Can only slowly move their own footsteps to his front.

Leng Shaoxuan looked at the person in front of her. She was not ugly. She could even be called beautiful. There was a aura between her eyebrows and eyes, but she didn't look so good recently, but she didn't feel alienated in the past under the light, and her eyes were much purer.

How many faces are there under you people.

Thinking of Lin Anyue's crazy behavior in the bar that day, the sudden foreign classmate is not in line with her seemingly pure and good.

And isn't Mu Haitang always vicious, and the fragile feeling doesn't seem to be pretending. What is she afraid of?

After thinking for a long time, I didn't get a clue. I had to give up the idea and threw the gift box on the tea table to Mu Haitang. It looked like dealing with something hot.

"I bought it on my last business trip."

Mu Haitang just looked at the gift box in his hand in amazement. The light blue on it was the same as Lin Anyue's. did you buy it by the way? I brought it to Lin Anyue when I bought it.

But the sadness on his face didn't show. With a faint smile, he whispered thank you, then said good night, and supported his shaky body into the room.

Leng Shaoxuan looked at the closed door and looked a little impatient. He grabbed his hair, picked up the table lamp next to him, smashed it on the ground, said a dirty word and went back to the room.

It seems to be venting anger, and I don't know where it comes from.

At night, the villa was quiet, except for the two rooms in the East and west of the second floor.

Leng Shaoxuan was holding the video called out today. There was no other expression on his face except doubt. He half hung his eyes and looked at the picture on the mobile phone.

Today, there was a little confusion in the documents on his floor. He asked his assistant to call out today's elevator video. After reading it, he also found out who moved his hands and feet, but another unexpected video attracted his attention.