Chapter 595

"Then you can ask quickly. I have to go to the company later. Time is a little tight." Huo Xiwen road.

Security promised, picked up the walkie talkie, ask the superior to go.

After a while, the security guard put down the walkie talkie and said to Huo Xiwen, "excuse me, miss. Our manager said that unless Mr. Chen calls us to do this, we have no right to open the door for you."

"Did you tell your manager that I was his girlfriend? Just help me open the iron door outside. I have a key to the door inside. " Huo Xiwen asked.

"Yes, but the manager also said that girlfriends can't, unless you are his wife. Mainly, you don't live here often, so... " The guard explained.

Huo Xiwen didn't wait for him to finish. He waved his hand in frustration: "OK, OK, you can't say it. Even if you can't, when my boyfriend comes back, I must tell him that you shut me out and don't let me in."

"This Miss, it's not that we won't let you in. We really don't have the right to do so. Otherwise, you can ask Mr. Chen to call the management office. "

"On the phone? How? He has gone abroad and is flying in the sky now. " Huo Xiwen had a bitter face and said to himself, "what should I do? My important contract was left at his home last night. If I can't send it to the company in time, I'll be in big trouble... "

With that, she almost cried.

Seeing this, the security guard was afraid that Huo Xiwen would really complain.

He knows that Mr. Chen has a strong background. He is the developer of the mansion, and Su Chenhao, the boss of the mansion group, has a good relationship with him.

If you offend him, it's nothing to eat.

Looking at Mr. Chen's attitude towards his girlfriend last night, it seems to be very good. If I help her this time, maybe in the future, she will be able to make a few good words in front of Mr. Chen, and she will get a lot of benefits.

Thinking about this, he then said to Huo Xiwen, "well, I'll help you explain the situation to our manager. Maybe he will help."

"Then you should hurry." Huo Xiwen sees a play, then urges a way.

So the security guard went to one side, picked up his cell phone and began to make a phone call.

A few minutes later, he put away the phone and turned to Huo Xiwen: "Miss, what's your name?"

"My name is Huo." Huo Xiwen road.

"Well, Miss Huo, I just called the manager and he agreed to open the door for you, but you may have to go to the property office first to help with some procedures and fill in some information." Security road.

"No problem, no problem. Where is the property office? You take me now. " Huo Xiwen heard the speech and nodded.

The security guard then pointed out the way for her. She followed the direction pointed by the security guard and went to the property office. She filled in a form, provided a copy of her ID card and signed a document. After completing the formalities, the property manager contacted the locksmith and went to Chen hangzhuo's home with her.

The iron door outside Chen hangzhuo's home is an ordinary big lock. The locksmith didn't spend much effort to open the lock.

After entering the iron gate, Huo Xiwen turned to the property and the locksmith and said, "OK, OK, thank you."

"Miss Huo, then we won't disturb you." The property manager looked at her politely and said.

"Well, let's go." Huo Xiwen smilingly sent them out of the iron door, and he took out the spare key from under the flowerpot beside the door.

This is the first time she came to Chen hangzhuo's house to find him. She learned the secret from Zhao Wei.

Take the spare key to open the door, Huo Xiwen into the living room, looked around, clean and tidy house, quiet.

She changed her slippers and went straight upstairs.

In the wardrobe of the second bedroom, I found the cartoon pattern pajamas she had worn here last time, and photographed the style of pajamas.

And found that the second bedroom is obviously a girl's room, the wardrobe is full of women's clothes, toilet toiletries are also women's.

Obviously, this is the room for women.

And this woman, definitely not Vivian.

Vivian, as his girlfriend, should not live in the second bedroom.

That is to say, the owner of this bedroom is someone else, and is that person the one in her mind?

She rummaged in the second bedroom, and finally found the clue of the owner of the room in the drawer of the bedside table.

It's a retro photo frame. In the photo frame, there's a little girl.

The girl stood in front of a European style villa with two pigtails and a pistol in her hand. She looked cool.

Huo Xiwen immediately recognized the little girl in the photo, not others, is the underworld daughter Fu Huihui.

The pistol in her hand was not a toy gun, but the browning pistol of her adopted father.

At the moment of recognizing the girl in the photo, Huo Xiwen's hands trembled with excitement.If this room is for Fu Huihui, then don't think about it. Chen hangzhuo, who prepared the bedroom for her, is about to come out.

At this time, she suddenly remembered a sentence Fu Huihui had said to her on the phone.

She once asked her if she had seen Fu Muyun. Was she frightened?

Before, she didn't quite understand what this meant. She only understood it as a surprise when she saw Fu Muyun.

But now, Fu Huihui's meaning is to express that Fu Muyun and Fu Muyun have become two people. That's why they scare her.

Although there is indirect evidence to prove her conjecture, she is still a little uneasy.

Pick up the mobile phone, dial Fu Huihui's phone, want to confirm with her.

It's a pity that Fu Huihui's phone is unable to get through again. She can't get in touch with her.

Put down the mobile phone, she sat by the bed, looking at the photo in her hand. The photo was not professional and the angle was very low. It seemed that it was taken from a child's perspective.

Maybe this picture is Fu Muyun's masterpiece.

When she got up, she went to the master bedroom opposite the door, which was Chen hangzhuo's room.

pushed the door in, and a familiar Cologne smell came up. It was Chen Hangzhuo's perfume, not too strong, but it was very impressive.

The color of the room is light gray, showing a kind of ascetic indifference.

It's really Fu Muyun's favorite style. It gives people a clean, tidy and clear feeling.

His face did change, but habits and preferences were hard to change.

She looked around the bedroom and found no clue about Fu Muyun. She knew that she might not find any evidence to prove his identity here.