Chapter 333

In her eyes, Ling Xiaohan, a man like her, doesn't do such delicate things as keeping a diary.

She just flipped through several articles, recording the events four years ago, how she snatched his first kiss, and how she chased him to death.

The latest one is about the sad experience of Avril's birthday when he was drugged

So far, he didn't go on. Maybe he was too busy and didn't have time record.

"Well, I won't watch it later. Why did you come back so soon? Did you get it?"

Ji Qianchen got up uneasily from his chair.

Looking at Ling Xiaohan's frightful chill, she felt chilly all over her body.

She dare not enter the study any more.

"Well, I got it, but it's not what I want. Let's go back to the house and go to bed. " Ling Xiaohan holds Ji Qianchen away from the study.

This night, Ji Qianchen lies on the side of Ling Xiao's cold body, tossing and turning.

Once something was hidden in her mind, it was hard to fall asleep.

Finally, I fell asleep. I woke up at more than 11 o'clock the next day. Ling Xiaohan was no longer around, and the temperature beside my pillow was cold.

Wash and rinse and get downstairs.

The housekeeper directly prepared brunch for Ji Qianchen to enjoy.

"Young lady, this is the storage card that the servant took out from the young master's pocket when he washed his clothes in the morning. Please keep it for the young master." The housekeeper handed her a black storage card.

"Good."

After lunch.

Ji Qianchen is free. He studies French on a tablet for a long time. He has forgotten all the words he recited before.

Lie on the sofa and recite in various lazy positions.

The memory card that was kicked in the pocket flopped to the ground.

Ji Qianchen picked it up and looked at it.

What kind of memory card is this?

She opened the notebook on the desk, plugged in the card reader, and read out the memory card through the computer.

The storage card is a mess of star gossip.

Some of the stars in it have a terrible private life.

It's all gossip she doesn't know about.

Is Ling Xiaohan still interested in these gossip stories?

Follow the pictures and scroll down.

Ji Qianchen saw a series of pictures.

In the car, Kong porcelain bathrobe was torn away, and Ling Xiao Han leaned over her

Two people posted very close.

It's like preparing for something like that.

Kongzi's face is full of enjoyment and expression. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes are as charming as silk. She looks down affectionately at Ling Xiaohan who is bowing up.

PATA.

Ji Qianchen panicked and rubbed the flat plate on the sofa onto the carpet.

"What's the matter, young lady?" The housekeeper came to ask what happened.

Ji Qianchen quickly closed the laptop, smiled and shook his head with him, saying, "Oh, it's OK. The tablet fell off the floor. I'll see if the screen is broken."

The picture flashed in my mind.

Always negating what you see.

No, how could Ling Xiaohan have that relationship with Kong porcelain.

It's her thinking. Absolutely.

Pick up the plate.

The screen is broken.

Broken one seam after another.

Mom, a chicken.

It's broken even if you drop the carpet. Is this a reflection of your intention?

"Housekeeper, the screen is broken. Take it to repair."

Ji Qianchen hands the tablet to the housekeeper, then pulls out the storage card and turns off the computer.

Ling Xiaohan, if you dare to cheat when I am pregnant, I will kill you.

Put the memory card in the palm of your hand, then go to the bathroom, throw the heinous memory card into the toilet, and drain it away.

This kind of thing can't be kept. If it falls into the hands of the news media, the consequences are unimaginable.

It must have been cut off from the paparazzi.

After that, she went back to the living room.

The phone just rang.

It's from Ling Xiaohan.

I was just about to find him to settle accounts, so I called him. I know the current affairs very well.

"Hello."

"What are you doing?" Ling Xiaohan is holding the mobile phone in one hand and signing the documents on the desk in the other hand, which is extremely fast.

One mind, two functions, easy to use.

"I saw a storage card. It was yesterday that you and Kongzi were in the car. She took off her bathrobe, and you..."

Not waiting for her to finish, Ling Xiaohan snatched the right of speech directly. "And then, do you think I'm stealing

"Yes, President Ling, do you need an explanation? Pregnant women are more prone to delusion. "

"You don't believe me?" Ling Xiaohan raises his voice.

Yesterday, he also forgot to destroy the storage card. He hasn't read the contents.But according to Ji Qianchen's reaction at this time, it's very ambiguous to borrow.

"I believe, but I also need to explain, let me guess, I can combine my brain hole to fill out a dog blood romance novel for you." Ji Qianchen leaned on the sofa and half joked about Ling Xiaohan.

"It was like this last night..."

It's hard for lingxiaohan to patiently explain to her.

With the attitude of Ling Xiaohan, Ji Qianchen didn't have to worry about anything.

At last, he was no longer bothered to explain everything in the most clumsy way.

With more communication between husband and wife, things will be very different.

"There's a charity dinner tonight. I want to take you out to relax. " After Ling Xiaohan finished, he immediately turned to the next topic.

"Good."

Ji Qianchen stretched out and thought it was time to go out for a walk.

"In the evening, I'll pick you up."

"Good."

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Cloud City night.

The seemingly peaceful city is actually turbulent.

The stars are shining in the night sky.

Mubei, wearing a black windbreaker, came out of the airport wearing a mask and sunglasses. A gust of wind blew by.

"Ah, I am back from Mubei. It's the wind of Yuncheng as expected." With a pair of long legs, he walked out of the exit and got on a car which was first prepared for him.

In the car, the housekeeper turned to ask Mubei who had just returned home, "young master, is it to send you back to the villa directly?"

"What villa do you want to go back to? I want to see her."

"However, if lingshao finds out that you are back in China, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid of his hair. My second brother is already rooted here. If something goes wrong, he will carry it." Mubei is languidly leaning on the back of the car, with his hands behind his head, in a good mood.

"Well, as far as I know, Miss Ji and Ling Shao attended a charity dinner tonight. They are probably there now."

"Then go. Why don't you join us when there's a buzz?"

"Yes, young master."

The car left the airport, broke into a night, skimmed over the bustling lights, and went straight to the charity dinner held at Century Hotel in Yuncheng.

Arriving at the door of the hotel, before Mubei got out of the car, he took a look at his overcoat. "It seems that my clothes are not suitable. Go and get me a suit. Oh, by the way, prepare another mask. "

"Yes, young master."

After dressing up, Mubei arranged her hair style and mask through the rearview mirror, pushed open the door and walked into the hall.

"Sir, please show me your invitation."

Mubei looked at the housekeeper and said, "take the invitation."

The housekeeper was nervous. He did have an invitation in his pocket, but it belonged to the second young master.

"Ink what, hurry up."