Chapter 709

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
In the quiet office, it's already ten o'clock in the evening, and all the lights are still shining. When Yuhan turned on the computer, he was about to read the documents when Liu Yuandong knocked on the door and came in.

He gently put a piece of information on his desk: "boss, this is the information you want, the latest investigation, about the old man."

When the cold nodded, but did not speak.

Liu Yuandong hesitated for a moment, then said: "if there is no other order, I will go out."

"Wait a minute." When the cold called her, and then said: "something, you directly said."

Liu Yuandong was slightly surprised that the boss's eyes were really poisonous. He hesitated for a moment, but he noticed it.

Knowing that he was hiding something, boss said softly, "the man that day was not sent by the old man, but by the national government. Besides, after he was discharged from hospital, he lived in his wife's villa."

See when the cold eyes, suddenly cold down, Liu Yuandong and quickly way: "but Li two less, also live in the villa."

"Well, I see!" When the cold mind calm, but the face did not show, just let Liu Yuandong go out first.

Next, no matter whether it's the telephone documents or the information Liu Yuandong brought in, he can't read any more.

He turned his chair and looked at the tall building outside through the French window. He had a cold face. His eyes were as deep as the sea. He looked at the distance and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he took the mobile phone he had put on his desk.

Hesitated for a long time, this just dialed song Qinghuan's telephone.

When he is considering whether to call song Qinghuan, song Qinghuan is also holding a mobile phone and staring at the word "husband" on the screen.

She was also thinking about whether to call Shi Yuhan. When she saw Shi Yuhan's call, she was very excited. If it wasn't for her big stomach, she would have to jump out of bed.

"Huan'er," he said in a low voice, which made song Qinghuan feel that his bones were crisp.

"When the cold, I'm here, do you miss me?" Song Qinghuan's heart is throbbing and his voice is tender.

It's light and soft, like the melted marshmallow, which makes the cold look fade slowly. The sound of the outlet is like the water melted by ice

Song Qinghuan's little face was filled with a trace of joy, and his eyes were filled with warm water vapor. He held his mobile phone tightly and said, "yes, I miss you very much. I miss you very much When will you come... "

Originally, I wanted to say when you would come to pick me up, but I felt that it was pressure to keep out the cold.

He doesn't want to force him, especially in the face of danger. He should be calm. Anxiety will only make things worse.

So she changed her tone: "come and see me I don't want to talk to you through a telephone line. I miss you. I want to see you! "

"I'm sorry, I can't see you now." Sheng Sheng is stuck in his throat and can't spit out.

"Soon, things are settled. I won't go to see you. I'll pick you up." His low voice, with a bewitching light coax.

Song Qinghuan shook his head: "I know things are not so simple, you deal with it slowly, I'm not in a hurry you pick me up, I just want you to see me."

"Well Well, I've arranged to see you. " Shi Yuhan agreed, but did not say the specific time.