Chapter 918 has been open for seventeen hours

Su Yun's legs were soft, and she stepped forward to hug Wen Qiao, her voice trembling: "Qiao Qiao, what's the matter? Why are you here? Who brought you here?"

Wen Qiao patted her mother's shoulder lightly: "I was fooled. I parked a car here before. The license plate number is the same as that of Fu Nanli. I thought there was someone in this house. People are locked from the outside."

Su Ce frowned slightly. There was no one here or hit her, and there was even food and drink in the corner.

Is it worried about being caught by someone once exposed, or is it that the other party knows that even if he doesn't do anything, A Qiao will become ill at the time?

So who this person is, it goes without saying.

Su Yun wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and helped Wen Qiao: "It's fine if it's all right, let's go home first."

Lu Youyou and Dong Yao were also there, and now they hugged Wen Qiao with lingering fears: "I heard that you might be missing, I was scared to death. Who is crazy, doing this kind of trick."

Lu Youyou only regarded it as a prank. Wen Qiao was afraid of frightening her, so he didn't say much: "Well, it's probably someone who has a bad taste."

Lu Youyou: "Is it Xu Lu? Or the violinist that Mr. Fu wants to introduce to Fu Nanli?"

All she can think of is the jealousy in the relationship.

Wen Qiao smiled reluctantly: "I don't know, it's probably not them, they don't have the guts."

The group had already gone downstairs, and the two bodyguards were holding large black umbrellas and escorting them into the car.

Lu Youyou felt that Wen Qiao was innocent: "You still speak for them, what do you mean by not having the courage? Xu Lu is so timid, why dare not to do it?"

Wen Qiao had walked to the car and touched Lu Youyou's head: "This matter can be handled by the police. I'm fine, don't worry too much."

Lu Youyou nodded: "I see."

Wen Qiao got into the car, and the co-pilot sat Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan took the tissue and asked her to wipe the wet hair. Then Wen Qiao asked, "Where is Fu Nanli? He should have reached Haicheng by this point?"

Fu Chuan said solemnly: "The weather in Helsinki was bad, and his flight could not take off normally, so it was delayed."

"So is he still stranded in Helsinki?"

Fu Chuan hesitated for a while, still planning to tell the truth: "Helsinki was stormy, but Nan Li was anxious to return and drove to Switzerland."

Wen Qiao couldn't believe it: "Driving? How long will it take?"

"It takes thirteen or four hours to drive in normal weather. Because the weather is too bad, they drive for seventeen hours."

Wen Qiao's heart twitched, why is Fu Nanli so stupid?

That kind of bad weather is not only dangerous by plane, but also dangerous by driving. He even drove 17 hours across the border in order to get back.

"So he didn't encounter any danger along the way, right?"

"I'm still on the plane, I won't know until he comes back."

Now Wen Qiao's heart was lifted.

He Zhai, He Xihuai picked up the remote control and turned off the screen, and the whiskey glass in his hand was placed on the table aside.

Tereza pursed her lips, and Wen Qiao was picked up. Her husband's move failed to touch her hair, and it might even make her more alert in the future. I am afraid it will be difficult to find such an opportunity in the future.

The ashtray was already full of cigarette butts, and He Xihuai lit another cigarette. "Then start from the business side, Trisha, do you know what I'm talking about?"

(End of this chapter)