"Did you find out where she was?"
Jiang muxiao raised his hand and asked coldly, twisting his slender fingers gently on the delicate wrist bone.
"Not yet."
Yang Hong looked at Jiang muxiao in a startled voice and asked, "do you want to tell your wife about this?"
"No Tired, he pinched the brow bone, put on his suit, picked up his mobile phone and said, "send someone to protect An'an right away, and tell my family that I'm on a business trip."
With that, he explained: "when Ann asks, she says it's a temporary decision."
He quickly found a number, pressed it and dialed out.
Soon, there came the voice of the servants.
"Yes, President Jiang. Just a moment. The first lady is upstairs."
He stood patiently beside the sofa, his long legs sticking to the edge of the sofa, and his pretty eyebrows wrinkled gently.
For a moment, there came Lu Chengcheng's voice.
"Young master Jiang, come to me late at night. Aren't you afraid your yellow faced woman is jealous?"
Finish saying, cackled ground to laugh, in the dark curtain hangs down of late night, speechless ooze a person.
Jiang muxiao was still standing, standing upright, with no change in his look: "did you hide Ruan Qingyun?"
"What did you say? Ruan Qingyun, isn't he dead? Die at your door, you forget? "
There was another series of giggles.
Jiang muxiao holds the position of eyebrow center, sneer: "don't want to destroy the Lu family, don't challenge my bottom line."
"It's a big tone to destroy the Lu family. Jiang muxiao, you don't know who you are now, do you? A city is not yours. You can do whatever you want. It's arrogant. "
"I'm arrogant. Do you have any opinions?"
Lu Chengcheng glanced at the microphone: "hum, no wonder that silly cousin of mine likes you so much and never forgets you in prison. If I'm not wrong, did you make her crazy?"
"Well, you can try it if you have a chance."
"I'm already a lunatic." She soberly looked at the wall clock: "Jiang muxiao, in the mental hospital, there is a kind of electric shock treatment, which is enough to cure a madman. Maybe you can try it if you have a chance. "
With that, she rang up.
A very light movement.
Jiang muxiao took a deep breath, listening to the busy sound coming from his mobile phone, sneering.
Let's see who can taste it first.
……
The next morning.
The result of not sleeping all night is that when I get up the next day, my head is drowsy, my eyes are drowsy, and my heart is drowsy.
Lin an yawned and asked Fang Qing, who was setting dishes and chopsticks, "did he come back last night?"
Fang Qing shook his head, looked at Lin An'an with a haggard face, and asked, "madam, do you want to go back to your room to have a rest?"
Lin an wiped his tears, shook his head, and tried to open his eyes to the direction of the door, but the door was empty, even without a personal shadow.
She sighed and changed the subject: "what's for this morning?"
"It's all Madame's favorite." Fang Qing is about to introduce, suddenly heard the phone ring, quickly went to pick up the phone.
She picked up the phone and said, "Hello, this is the Jiang family."
Then he took the phone and listened to the conversation. He nodded and looked at Lin An'an quietly.
Lin an an's heart was lifted up in an instant. He quickly put down his chopsticks and looked around.
Estimated more than ten seconds later, Fang Qing put down the phone, bowed his head and walked to Lin An'an, whispered: "the phone call just now, it's assistant Yang."
Lin an an early also press cannot bear, anxiously ask: "say what?"
Fang Qing couldn't bear to see Lin An's disappointed look and kept his head down: "he said that the president is going abroad temporarily."
This is the first time that the president is on a business trip, and his wife is the last one to know, so Fang Qing looks at Lin an anxiously.
But Lin an sat in the same place, a moment later, just whispered: "you say, he went abroad?"
"Yes." Fang Qing still half hung his head, carefully staring at Lin An'an's face.
Lin an an eyebrow a Cu, this calculate is how to return a responsibility?
Escape?
So choose to hide?
Or do you want to give each other a little time to calm down?
She couldn't figure it out and went up the stairs by the handrail.
Fang Qing stood downstairs, looking at Lin An'an's back, not knowing what to do.
Just at this time, sister Fang Yuan came out of the kitchen with a rag. Fang Qing quickly took her sister's hand, pointed to Lin An's figure that had been buried in the bedroom door, and asked in a low voice: "President and madam, are you fighting?"
Fang Yuan lowered his voice: "where are we talking about the master's affairs? Don't you go to work soon."Fang Qing, listening to her sister's words, immediately gave a worried look at the door of the bedroom and turned to work.
Fang Yuan also looked at the door anxiously, but there was nothing he could do.
Maybe we are all tutors who run rampant in other people's emotions and speak a lot of great principles with self righteousness. But in the end, we find that you have to feel the hurt, pain and sweetness in your emotions.