Chapter 456

In the corner on the second floor of the mansion, there is a VIP Suite full of orchids. When I opened the door of the house, a faint fragrance came to my face, which was refreshing and pleasant.

This room is where Mr. Lin used to live. Since he went to travel around the world, Lu Jingshen has ordered people to keep the room as it is, so that the old man can come back to live at any time. Servants and gardeners clean the room step by step every day to take care of the orchids.

At that time, Lin Wenwen was also slightly moved.

It has been more than a few months since the old man died, and the room is still spotless. Lu Jingshen did not say, the servants have been in accordance with the previous order to clean.

Lin Wenwen opened the door and walked into the room. She looked around and fiddled with the fallen branches and leaves of Chlorophytum, and the leaves with water drops were gently touched by Lin Wenwen, which seemed to shake and become shy.

Familiar scene, familiar taste. As if staying in memory, waving to her.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice from behind suddenly sounded, scared Lin Wenwen a jump, her heart was severely rippling for a while, is intense churning.

She turned back and looked in the direction of the sound, quietly swallowing, "depth of field, you've already gone out, how come you're back so soon?"

Lu Jingshen's eyes moved back from the orchids on the terrace in the distance and fell on Lin Wenwen. With a slight hum, he continued, "I forgot to take a document. I need to use it for a meeting."

With that, Lu did not forget to shake the kraft paper bag he had just taken out of his study.

Lin Wenwen pointed to the furnishings in the room, showing great interest. "Who lives in this room? There are so many flowers and plants in it. Do you want to put some orchids in our room

"No need!" Lu Jingshen cold mouth, he coughed a light, eyes become dim, "I don't like plants, put it in this room, also convenient for gardeners to concentrate on care."

Just about to turn around, Lu Jingshen stopped again, and his voice became softer. "If you like, you can see it often, and it's the same."

"Oh --" Lin Wenwen's eyes were a little blurred, and he only recovered for a moment. She loosened her clenched fist and breathed softly.

Then the sweet smile immediately hung on her lips. She took Lu Jingshen's wrist and said, "husband, I just saw a new dress in the cloakroom. Is it for me? Is there any entertainment?"

Lu Jingshen then remembered that because he was anxious to return to the company in the morning, Lin Wenwen was taking a bath in the bathroom again, so he didn't have time to tell her.

"Oh, there's a private party in the evening. Just deal with it. I'll send someone back to pick you up." Lu Jingshen took Lin Wenwen by the waist, gently left a kiss on her cheek, and left the house.

Looking at Lu Jingshen's back, Lin Wen felt a chill in his heart.

She gently closed the door of the orchid room and went to the cloakroom of the master bedroom.

Lin Wenwen stood by the door, looking at the dress hanging on the wardrobe door. Bits and pieces of diamonds are scattered on the skirt of dark blue velvet, just like the stars dumped by fairies in the sky. For such clothes, Lu Jingshen can choose the most novel and tricky style for Lin Wenwen, because in the whole Cloud City, Lin Wenwen can be regarded as a woman of clothes hanger, and no one dares to call himself the first.

That's right. Lin Wenwen is such a beauty. Her appearance is too beautiful and refined from the world.

Before five o'clock, a black Bugatti car stopped at the front door of the land house. Sister Rong knocked on the door to inform Lin Wenwen. But Lin Wenwen, who just put on his make-up and clothes, was amazed. Even if he could see him every day, he still couldn't help praising him.

Today, she is particularly a very delicate makeup, coupled with the long lost red lips. It adds a touch of jumping sexy and lively to the dignified and elegant elegance of the whole body. No matter what the dress is, it is suitable for her.

Open the car door, Lin Wenwen's eyes fell to the cab, a strange face jumped into the eyes. She turned her head and looked at Lu Jingshen, who was also sitting in the back seat. She opened her mouth slightly. "Secretary Wu, who is wearing glasses, seems to have not seen it for a long time..."

Lu Jingshen's hand with the financial magazine trembled slightly, and his expressionless face was calm. "Didn't you watch the news? Secretary Wu has died and committed suicide."

Lin Wenwen was a little shocked. These days, she stayed in the land house all day, except to bask in the sun in the garden, to read books and listen to music, and did not pay attention to the news at all.

"Suicide?" Lin Wenwen repeated the landing depth of field and didn't know what to say.

Silence in the car, from the land house to the parking lot of the Winton hotel. Only when the driver stepped out of the car door and respectfully asked Lin Wenwen to get out of the car did she recover, nodded and handed her hand to Lu Jingshen.

It was a private engagement party. The host was a wealthy businessman who was very important in the upper class of Cloud City. I heard that he was 35 years old, but it was his fourth marriage. The object of marriage is a young girl who is ten years younger than herself. She has a plastic face, but her figure is too hot.

The party was attended by people of the upper class, most of whom came with company.

Lin Wenwen looked at a pair of sweet looking lovers not far away and quietly leaned against Lu Jingshen to gossip. She clearly remembers that the last time she attended a charity dinner with Lu Jingshen, his wife was not the girl she saw today. Lu Jingshen looked calm and uninspired. "Only in this kind of private party can you know which man is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Charity dinner is for others to see." Lin Wenwen glanced at Lu Jingshen and said with a smile, "it seems that you are showing loyalty to me?" Lu Jingshen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with an evil smile, "don't be too arrogant!" This kind of occasion, Lin Wenwen has always disliked, nothing more than those flattering greetings. Praise each other and make friends with each other. In the face of those surrounded and praised, Lin Wen did not know how to respond, in addition to smile, she is like a wooden person. When Lu Jingshen is invited to take a picture with the host of the engagement party and his friends, Lin Wenwen is left alone. Carrying her skirt, she stealthily took a glass of champagne and hid in the corner of the huge banquet hall. After a glass of champagne with ice, the sultry irritability is reduced by more than half“ A person -- "a familiar voice came into my ear, and the figure flashed in front of Lin Wenwen. She looked up, unconsciously blurted out, "Tang Xiaoge..." Tang Xiaoge almost vomited out after drinking half of the red wine. His eyes were filled with panic and surprise, and he pointed to Lin Wenwen's hand and trembled, "you... Aren't you amnesia?" As soon as the voice fell, Lu Jingshen came over. He put his hand on Lin Wenwen's shoulder with a smile on his face, but his eyes were obviously like beasts occupying territory, showing sharp teeth. "I didn't expect that Mr. Tang was coming too. I really couldn't see him looking up and looking down. But how come you have to rely on other people's wives? Thanks to no urgent reporters here, otherwise you will have to scribble again. " Tang Xiaoge doesn't care about Lu Jingshen's provocation at all. His eyes stay on Lin Wenwen. He slowly opens his mouth and tries to continue to ask, "you..." Lin Wenwen turns his round eyes into a curved dark moon, showing a gentle sweet smile. She interrupted Tang Xiaoge's exclamation and said, "depth of field, you know each other. No wonder he just came over and asked me if you'd come over with him. Is it your friend? He looks a little familiar... "What... What?" Tang Xiaoge suddenly confused, his whole body is like lightning breakdown, feel numb, no strength. Just now, Lin Wenming blurted out his name, but at this moment he pretended not to know him. Tang Xiaoge even doubted for a second whether he had heard wrong, but reason told him that was not the case. Lu Jingshen tightly encircled Lin Wenwen's shoulder, with a trace of pride in his uninhibited smile. "It's not a friend, it's just an unimportant person. Let's go and say hello to Sir Deng over there..." and then he went to the center of the banquet hall with Lin Wenwen in his arms, leaving a stunned Tang Xiaoge. After that, Tang Xiaoge, who came to the dinner party instead of Fang moting, wanted to say hello first. He didn't like this kind of social occasion very much. In particular, he was once in the center of the entertainment circle. Wherever he went, he was cast with exploratory eyes. But since the incident just happened, Tang Xiaoge has not left. He is always watching Lin Wenwen. Her every move, her smile. It's strange that her appearance and behavior are always familiar and strange. Tang Xiaoge drinks red wine cup by cup, and his slight drunkenness pushes him to the misty forest. She looks gentle a lot, but the stubborn and stubborn in her eyes are wrong. Tang Xiaoge has been looking for an opportunity to talk to Lin Wenwen, and he wants to make it clear. But Lu Jingshen didn't seem to give him the chance to keep close to Lin Wenwen. He always accompanied her until the end of the banquet. Looking at Lin Wenwen and Lu Jingshen talking and laughing on the private car to leave, Tang Xiaoge's heart a lonely. He thought he had put it down, but he didn't expect to be still flustered in the face of Lin Wenwen. When I received the letter from Jiang Yiping, it happened that the next morning, Lu Jingshen was not at home. Lin Wen is sitting in the garden drinking tea, the courier is very impolite to throw the letter from the wall of the garden in, only a shout to receive the letter, then disappeared and left. Lin Wen was shocked, and he was angry. "This man is really impolite..." the garden repairer casually replied to Lin Wen Wen. He said with a smile, "now who is still sending a letter, I'm afraid it's just a special letter. I feel suffocated."“ Jiang Yiping Lin Wenwen picked up the envelope, looked at it, and blurted out, "why does the old lady write to depth of field?"