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A series of messages fell into Mawei Yang's cell phone.
The mobile phone is placed in the Kun bag.
The Kun bag hangs on the hanger hook.
Zheng Jinxian, who was buttoning his shirt, stopped what he was doing with a thought. Looking back at the sleeping woman in the gauze tent, she accidentally opened the Kun bag, took out the mobile phone, and swipe the screen saver of the mobile phone.
He was shocked again, deeply felt that the opponent's tricks were really well done, and the power-on gesture was the same as his.
A screenshot of WeChat from "husband" suddenly entered my eyes.
Zheng Jinxian frowned faintly, took a quick glance, and exited to turn off the screen.
This scene seems to have been overdone.
Isn't it true that unmarried single women are more interesting to men?
Anyway, it was a mistake for him to stay in this room overnight. He didn't allow himself to make the mistake more thoroughly. At five o'clock in the morning, he had to leave early.
As long as he walks out of this room, his entanglement with the woman on the bed will be over.
The shirt was buttoned up, the high-end suit was put on, the coat was taken off and hung in the crook of his arm, and he was about to go out. He paused, took out a wad of money from his wallet, and gently placed it on the coffee table.
The door was closed lightly, the eyelids drooped slightly, and some details of last night flashed in my mind.
The hand that closed the door paused.
Obviously, that was the detail that made his heart flutter.
However, he has a resolute temperament and is not moved by details. He turned around imposingly and left resolutely.
? Italian handmade leather shoes stepped on the thick embossed carpet in the hotel corridor, and Zheng Jinxian almost bumped into a figure without paying attention.
That was Wei Yichen who hurried home in a hurry.
The two men apologized to each other very gentlemanly, and then passed each other, one ran to the elevator, and the other walked cautiously to the fire stairs.
The one who took the fire stairs originally intended to go directly to the underground garage, but when he reached the floor where the lobby is, he changed his mind by accident.
He pushed open the fire door, paced into the lobby, and stopped a lady on duty.
Coincidentally, it was the sister-in-law who helped him shop last night.
The sister-in-law was a little panicked, afraid that the young master in front of her would ask her for change. However, the young master said: "I'm sorry, I'm a guest in room 1314, I put some cash on the small table in the room, please swipe your card to enter the room, accept the cash, and help me take care of the people in the room."
? In line with the service tenet of 'responsiveness to every request', the sister-in-law on duty quickly and unexpectedly agreed.
Speaking of Wei Yichen, he hurried and hurried, and finally arrived at the door of the house at half past five in the morning.
He took out the key and opened the door cautiously, trying not to make any unnecessary noise.
The door opened, he took off his shoes, tiptoed, and walked lightly to the bedroom.
Carefully twist the doorknob, and fumble towards the big bed like a thief.
After the curtains were drawn and his eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, Wei Yichen immediately realized that there was no one on the bed. He turned his head suddenly, thinking that his wife, Ponytail Yang, would cross her arms and stare at him with a sneer.
Looking back, I didn't see anything.
Wei Yichen was a little out of breath. He stood up straight and turned on the headlights in the bedroom. The bedroom really looked like no one had ever slept in it.
He strode out of the master bedroom and opened the door of the study, but there was no one there. Back to the living room and dining room, no one was there.
I ran to the bathroom, but there was no one in the bathroom.
so!
Wei Yichen couldn't help hugging his head.
She really did as she threatened, and she didn't return home at night!
Wei Yichen shook his head and sighed, as if he were an old father facing his rebellious adolescent daughter. Gas is gas, and there is nothing to do.
Taking out his mobile phone, he half leaned on the dining table, and called Yao Qingxin early in the morning.
Yao Qingxin's drowsy voice came over.
"Let Yangyang answer the phone." Wei Yichen went straight to the point without saying a word.
"who?"
"Sheep! Ponytail! My wife!" Wei Yichen was a little angry. He was angry at her for carrying out her threat.
"Wei Yichen, you haven't woken up yet, have you? Yangyang hasn't come back from his hometown yet."
In Wei Yichen's mind, there was a sound of "Weng", and something exploded.
Yao Qingxin is an honest woman who will not lie. She said that if the horsetail sheep is not there, the horsetail sheep must not be there. Wei Yichen didn't bother to explain and hung up the phone directly.
so!
His wife Ponytail Yang is really angry this time!
Wei Yichen smacked his lips and went out immediately.
After going downstairs, he drove to the Olympic Park.
Olympic Source is a large-scale landscape shopping mall built in Yunhai City in the year of the Olympic Games. Ponytail Sheep is on the top floor of the shopping mall and has a studio.
Ponytail sheep with poor interpersonal relationship has only Yao Qingxin as a close friend in Yunhai City. She didn't go to Yao Qingxin's house last night, so she could only stay overnight in the studio.
Wei Yichen called Mawei Yang while rushing to the studio.
He is a little regretful now, he shouldn't hang out all night in order to cool her heart, let alone avoid the limelight of her anger.
I hope this time, he can save the divorce crisis by relying on sweet words
The phone kept ringing.
The ponytail sheep covered its head with a pillow, and was dizzy and still asleep.
She was so tired, she was tired for two full months.
Frightened, flustered and helpless, he could only watch his father's life pass by.
Father, he must never have imagined that the delicate flower he had spoiled for twenty years, who had experienced the wind and rain for the first time, turned out to be taking care of him and his aftermath.
Today, no ringtone can wake her up, and she needs to sleep to relieve her worries.
sleep? !
The ponytail sheep woke up instantly. The sprawled legs and feet curled up reflexively: If the memory didn't deceive her, she did sleep with a man last night!
Still a stranger.
cold-blooded.
Those with green stubble.
It can't be a vampire, can it?
Ponytail Yang slipped into the depths of the quilt, wrapped himself tightly, quietly revealed two fingers, and touched carefully along the neck. Fortunately, no bloody holes were found.
The phone is still ringing non-stop.
Ponytail Sheep pondered, did he wrap around the quilt and go to the phone?
A voice suddenly came out of the room: "Miss, are you awake? Your phone is ringing, but I dare not turn it off. I'm afraid I need to find you urgently."
The ponytail sheep looked at the sister-in-law in horror: "Who are you?"
"I am a hotel staff member who was asked to enter the room to take care of you."
"Who requested it?"
"That man who looks gentle and dignified. Is he your boyfriend?"
The ponytail sheep touched its neck again uneasily, noncommittal.
"You have a fever. I heard the sound of your breathing and nasal congestion, so I boiled water and made Banlangen granules. Would you like some?"
"Can you pass me the bag that holds my phone first?"
The hotel sister-in-law handed the ponytail sheep the bag. Mawei Yang took out his phone and saw 59 missed calls, 58 of which were from Wei Yichen. The other one is from Chen Chengcheng.
The reason why Chen Chengcheng doesn't get annoyed by ponytail sheep is probably because he has a strong ability of self-restraint.
Maweiyang ignored Wei Yichen's missed call and called Chen Chengcheng directly.
Chen Chengcheng answered in seconds.
Chen Chenggong said that he was downstairs at Maweiyang's house, and his daughter Chen Zhang Zijing was sitting in the car, ready to take her to the studio.
"Chen Chengcheng," Mawei Yang said with difficulty, "I'm not at home."
"Have you arrived at the studio?"
"no."
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