Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

Leng Shaoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the fundus of his eyes was stained with strong irony, but the next photo made the veins on his forehead burst, and his fingers seemed to be about to make a hole in that photo.

When he saw the photo, he knew it was the door of his company. Leng Boyan in the photo opened the door for mu Haitang, and Mu Haitang was also sitting in Leng Boyan's car.

Good. You dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. It seems that you don't have to suffer. You don't know what convergence is. Is mu Haitang really crazy about going to the top?

But soon, he noticed the dress on Mu Haitang. His memory has always been very good. Looking at the people in the picture, their clothes and even shoes on their feet, and the earrings on their ears are the same as that day.

He watched the elevator video for a long time, so he remembered the events of that day very clearly.

I see! No wonder she left suddenly. It turned out that Leng Boyan was waiting for her outside. He also said that he was unwell. He clearly calculated the time to go to see his lover, so he left in such a hurry.

And the scarlet on her feet. He was a little confused at that time. Originally, she didn't need to go any way. He had asked the driver to send her. Even if the shoes didn't fit, he wouldn't grind her feet like that! It turned out that I was walking around the beach in high heels!

No wonder your feet look like that. It turns out that everything is an excuse!

Thinking of this, he smiled and was ironic. Fortunately, he was still uncomfortable that day. He bought a necklace for her. I'm afraid she put it in the corner without even looking.

"President, I found it. It was sent anonymously by Leng Boyan."

The programmer on one side was looking for the original code sent from the photo at the beginning, and finally locked Leng Boyan.

"Very good!"

Well, it's all under my nose to steal. Now it's still provocating my bottom line. Do I have to let you change your blood?

Leng Boyan stood in front of the French window with a goblet filled with red wine and a thin glass texture. He looked at the bright lights outside, in sharp contrast to the dark sky. The gold wire glasses emitted a cold light on the bridge of his nose, making people look cold.

A sudden mobile phone ring broke the silence and gloom in the room. The words of villa sister-in-law Zhang were flashing on the faint mobile phone screen.

"Hello."

The nanny at the other end of the phone was still a little nervous. She had been waiting for the phone to be connected, but then a gloomy voice suddenly jumped out, which scared her cell phone off.

"First, sir."

"Yes."

The nanny already knew that Leng Shaoxuan was quiet and didn't feel so uncomfortable. Then she looked at the wall clock in the hall. The pointer on it had pointed to ten o'clock.

"I'm really sorry to disturb you so late, but I think I should explain one thing to you."

"Say."

There was some impatience in the words. I was really dissatisfied with the way the nanny spoke slowly, which really made people anxious and irritable.

"Even on the night when Mr. left, my wife hurt her foot. Then my wife said to go to the hospital and didn't ask the driver to send it. Then in the evening, I called to ask if I wanted to pick up my wife. Then my wife said that she hadn't come back recently and lived at her friend's house."

"Then I wanted to explain it to my husband. Then, sir, you haven't been home these days, so I took the liberty to call and hope it didn't disturb my husband's office."