Chapter 86

"What did you say? It's unreasonable. " Ji Qianchen shakes off his hand, and a rage surges into his heart.

Don't really reason with lingxiaohan in anger.

Because he didn't know the truth at all.

"Yes, I am unreasonable."

Ling Xiaohan gets up, leaves her alone and goes upstairs.

Bang --

she heard the sound of the study door slamming.

The whole hall is like a dead silence, only Ji Qianchen's beating like a drum.

What do you call it.

Upset nest in the corner of the sofa, do not know how to do.

"Honey, honey, mamada." A pleasant bell rang.

Ji Qianchen picked up the bag on the table and took out the mobile phone.

It's a strange number.

"Hello." Pick it up feebly.

"Thousands, it's me." Mubei's voice came from the other end of the phone. It sounded hoarse.

"How dare you call me? No, where did you get my number? " Ji Qianchen frowns angrily.

"Just ask the people in your department and they won't have it, OK? Is your husband furious? Are you not scolded? "

Mubei is driving and talking to her on the phone with Bluetooth. It seems that the frivolous tone doesn't have much substantive impact because of the photo incident.

"Did you send someone to take the picture?" Ji Qianchen is holding his pink fist.

Think about it, maybe it's a plot planned by Mubei.

"That's what you think of me?" Mubei's hand holding the steering wheel froze for a few seconds.

Evil four's thin lips tightly bite, the eyes are full of blood.

"Not you, but who else, your lounge, from which point of view can borrow such a precise seat, you don't know?"

Ji Qianchen's rhetorical questions made Mubei sneer, "since you think so, continue to think."

Suddenly.

Several black cars appeared in all directions.

Towards Maserati in Mubei.

Ji Qianchen also wanted to say something, only to hear a loud noise from the other end of the phone.

Bang --

the screeching sound of the wheel slamming against the ground.

The heavy sound created by the collision between the car body and the car body.

The sharp sound of glass falling into the ground after it broke.

"Hello, hello..."

There was no more noise at the other end of the phone.

Ji Qianchen holds the mobile phone's hand and slowly slides down from his ear.

I was scared and sweated.

Rob's handling ability is really fast.

Today is just a little misunderstanding. He treats a living life like this.

If someday

Ji Qianchen's heart quivered.

I dare not continue to think.

In the study.

Dark, three layers of curtains swallowed every inch of light in the study.

Ling Xiaohan had a cigarette in his hand, and he was smoking it.

Smoke curled up in circles.

The cell phone on the desk rings.

"Say."

Rob at the other end of the phone said in a flurried voice: "young master, we haven't made a move yet, someone has made a move. It's pretty hard. "

"Look who did it?" Ling Xiao's cold ink eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body was burning with the smell of sinister.

Revenge. Someone else is trying to do it for him?

"Those cars are unlicensed. I've sent someone to track them."

"Well."

Hang up.

Ling Xiaohan's cigarette burned out.

The anger in his heart was almost abated. Junting got up from the chair.

Open the study door and go downstairs.

In the corner of the sofa, her weak body curled up and fell asleep.

Curled up eyelashes close slightly, delicate pink lips close tightly, hands holding knees, a look of extreme lack of security.

Ling Xiaohan came to her side and looked down on her sleeping face. She didn't move for a long time.

Damned woman, why does it always have such magic power to let him look at her face and calm down for a second when he is most angry.

When did he start to lose his armor before her.

Bend down slightly and lift her from the sofa.

His movements were so soft that they might wake her up.

Suddenly, Ji Qianchen woke up with a strange touch.

In fact, she just took a nap and didn't fall asleep completely.

When such a thing happened, she couldn't feel at ease and how could she sleep peacefully.

Open your eyes to the extreme cold and gloomy eyes of Shangling owl.Ji Qianchen shakes in fear.

She found herself more and more confused about Ling Xiaohan.

Four years ago, she boasted that she knew him better than the roundworm in Ling Xiao's cold stomach.

As time flies by, her cognition of him is still four years ago, but he has changed dramatically.

"What are you shaking?" Ling Xiao catches this tiny action in her eyes.

"It's not shaking. Aren't you angry with me?" Ji Qianchen didn't expect that he would come out of his study.

"Life."

How about life? Can he strangle her?

"Then you still hold me?"

Ji asked with a frown.

Normally, the angry Ling Xiaohan didn't want to touch her, let alone hug her.

“……”

Ling Xiaohan looks at her, eyes are deep, and the hand brush around her waist is loose.

"Ah..."

Ji Qianchen falls back to the soft leather sofa.

Or in an ugly, four legged manner.

Fortunately, the sofa is soft enough, otherwise, her waist will not break.

"Ling Xiaohan, you want to kill me." Ji Qianchen caresses his slender waist and nests on the sofa.

"Well." Ling Xiaohan nodded.

Turn around with your lips hooked.

If he can fall to death, will he let go?

Pick up the coat on the back of the sofa and chair, and the car key on the coffee table, Ling Xiaohan is ready to return to the company.

Ji Qianchen got up from the sofa and blocked his way. "Where are you going?"

"Go to work."

"Have you eaten?"

Ji Qianchen stopped him just to let him eat.

He certainly didn't eat when it happened.

He has a bad stomach. He can't do without food.

"Not hungry."

Ling Xiaohan bypasses the thin body in front of her and insists on going.

Ji Qianchen covered his stomach. "Ouch, I have a stomachache."

Ling Xiaohan knew that she was pretending again, and he didn't go back.

"I really hurt."

Ji Qianchen frowned, covered his stomach and squatted on the ground.

Mom, as expected, the curse will come true.

She pretended to have a stomachache.

But in the last sentence, my stomach hurt.

No, it's like a stomachache.

A warm feeling came from the bottom to the side.

Is aunt here?

No wonder she has backache all day today. She really thought it was the result of last night's indulgence.

Before Ling Xiaohan walked out of the hall, he could not help looking back.

See her squatting on the ground, pale face, lifelike performance, can go to get an Oscar.

His steps were disobedient.

After a few seconds of deliberation, Ling Xiao turned around and turned back from the door.