Chapter 194

Mu Ying blinked a pair of big ice blue eyes and nodded: "yes, French aristocrat, auntie, don't be jealous that my eyes are more beautiful than yours. I'm not jealous of you. "

"Cough, who is jealous of your broken eyes? I think my eyes are better than yours."

Ji Qianchen picked up his mobile phone, used the screen as a mirror, and looked at his eyes.

Big, it's very watery.

"Auntie, it's better not to be narcissistic when you are old. It's better to leave narcissism to our young people."

Mu Ying holds a pillow and sits on the sofa. She picks up the chips and dried fruits on the tea table and eats them.

I think this place is my own home.

Why does this woman's shamelessness look like such a person: Mubei?

Is it her illusion?

"Do you know that Ling Xiaohan has had a girlfriend in the past four years?"

"What kind of girlfriend does uncle Ling have?" Mu Ying shakes her head, grabs a potato chip and throws it into her mouth.

Ji Qianchen smiles.

After her, she asked, "really not?"

"I've known him for nearly four years. He really doesn't have a girlfriend, but his fiancee has one." Mu Ying said without any scruples.

She was very impressed by Ling Xiaohan's fiancee, ISA.

Not a girlfriend, but a fiancee?

This is like a slap in the head, knocking Ji Qianchen's head is going to explode with pain.

"Who is it?" Ji Qianchen asked immediately.

"Eh You are Uncle Ling's wife. Don't you know that? I have a picture here. That person's name is Isa. She's a fierce woman. I hate her very much. At the beginning, I just said that if I wanted to chase uncle Ling, she would break my leg. " Mu Ying said with unbridled abandon.

Then I took out my mobile phone and transferred a woman's photo from the album.

Just about to hand it to Ji Qianchen.

Mu Ying then repents and retracts her mobile phone. "Why can I show you? I'm here to rob uncle Ling from you."

Ji Qianchen doesn't need to look. He already knows what isa looks like.

A beautiful woman with a heart like a snake and a scorpion.

"Do you know why he broke up with ISA?"

Ji Qianchen tries his best to control his loss and continues to question.

Only by knowing more facts can she know exactly what this issue is about.

She can't easily misunderstand Ling Xiaohan, absolutely not.

She could not quarrel with him, let alone cause a crack in their marriage.

So, she has to keep smiling.

"Where do I know that? You must be more powerful. Uncle Ling abandoned ISA and chose you. Ah, when can uncle Ling abandon you and choose me Muying holds the chips and takes a big bite, which covers her mouth.

She is like a child who is not familiar with the world. She doesn't understand the intricacies of emotions.

Perhaps, her love for Ling Xiaohan is not love, but a simple appreciation and worship.

Ji Qianchen got up and went upstairs in a trance.

She is so sleepy and tired. She wants to sleep. When she wakes up, maybe nothing will happen.

There is no so-called Ling Xiaohan's fiancee. There is nothing without his four years in France.

"Hello, aunt, won't you watch TV with me?"

"See for yourself. I don't charge you for electricity." Ji Qianchen replied weakly, entered the bedroom and slammed the door.

Lying back in bed, looking at the ceiling, all kinds of thoughts came out of my mind.

Is that the secret he wants to keep?

If isa was his fiancee, he shot her twice.

Ling Xiaohan can be cruel and merciless to this extent.

If one day she made a mistake, would she end up so miserable?

Fear is like a net spread out in the night, occupying her heart.

I suddenly think of the strange message I received yesterday.

Stupid Chinese woman

It doesn't sound like an ad text.

And why is it formatted as soon as you get it back.

……

Ji Qianchen sits up from the bed.

Take out her mobile phone and call a mobile operator to see if you can find the number in her original SMS.

But the final feedback over there is that there is no SMS or call record.

All traces are wiped clean.

At that time.

Ling Xiaohan just finished a meeting and returned to the office.

Rob stepped forward with a dignified face and reported to Ling Xiaohan: "young master, just now the telephone operator called to say that the little lady was investigating the number that she sent her a message yesterday.""What? Did she find anything? "

"No, I have already said hello in advance. All records have been cleared. But the young lady seems to have doubts, otherwise she won't hold on to the number all the time. " Rob's analysis is organized.

"Pick up the car and come back with me immediately."

Ling Xiaohan always felt a kind of uneasiness. He was uneasy all day.

Out of the company building.

Rumble -

the sky is covered with dark clouds and several thunders have been split.

On the way, the sky began to rain heavily.

The car passed a dessert shop.

Ling Xiaohan told rob to stop.

Ling Xiaohan steps out of the door and rushes into the dessert shop.

Ji Qianchen likes to eat sweet food, and it's the family's favorite.

Four years ago, he passed this way every time.

She can always be seen sitting alone in a corner of the shop, taking a fork and eating a large cream cake, four or five egg tarts

She bought a cream cake she liked and an egg tart.

Ling Xiaohan returns to the car, his back is wet.

"Young master, you let me buy it. Why go by yourself?" Rob looked at the tired young master, and he was more distressed.

"Whose wife is she?"

“……” Rob had nothing to say for a moment.

Restart the car and return to Lingjia villa.

The rain is still heavy, there is no need to stop.

After Ling Xiaohan entered the living room, he saw Mu Ying in the living room.

"Uncle Ling, you are back at last. Wow, is my favorite cake for me?" Muying reaches out and grabs it from lingxiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan nimbly avoids her plunder. "It's not for you. You have to buy it by yourself."

"Uncle Ling, how can you be so eccentric?"

In the murmur of muying, Ling Xiaohan goes straight upstairs and opens the bedroom door.

Ji Qianchen curled up on the bed, motionless.

Ling Xiaohan put the dessert in front of the bedside table and sat on the edge of the bed staring at her.

"I bought you your favorite cake."

Ji Qianchen still didn't respond. His eyes blinked. "Ling Xiaohan, one day, if I don't behave, will I end up like your fiancee?"

Clucking

This sentence is like a thorn, relentlessly stabbing into the heart of Ling Xiaohan.

A sudden tremor.

He tried his best to conceal it, but in the end he failed.

"You know that?" Ling Xiao's voice became deep and hoarse.

"Answer my question." Ji Qianchen's voice was cold. "Don't lie to me again!"