The CEO's Sweet Wife

Chapter 32

She just looked at the back of the man leaving like this, then stomped her feet angrily and said in a broken voice, "I must have gone to find that woman, don't let me know where that woman lives..."

A seemingly beautiful woman has such a vicious side. Does this mean that a beautiful rose also has thorns?

Yue Linlan called Yan Qianxi but he didn't answer the phone. He was worried about Yan Qianxi now, so he wanted to find her.

He has already turned off today's meeting, thinking about what happened yesterday, he thinks he should check the video.

So he went to the underground monitoring room, he called up the video from the garden yesterday afternoon, and he kept scrolling back.

He saw the scene of Yan Qianxi reading a book on the swing, which matched the scenery of the garden, and saw the scene of Marie Daljia rushing to throw Yan Qianxi to the ground.

He watched this passage repeatedly, and found that the woman was sleeping so dead. Seeing the scene where she was thrown to the ground and couldn't move, his heart was caught suddenly. He calls.

He felt sorry for this woman, and felt that this woman was really stupid enough to be bullied. He clearly saw what Mary Dalgar did to her after she lay on the ground unable to move. The video was still clear, but he could not hear clearly. What else do they say.

He saw Marie Daljia taking the opportunity to drag Yan Qianxi, he saw Yan Qianxi's forehead hit the stone and shed blood, and then saw that Marie Daljia didn't give Yan Qianxi a chance to breathe, and was kicked down by her just as she was about to get up on the ground.

He really couldn't bear to look any further. It turned out that he had misunderstood Yan Qianxi, but he didn't expect Marie Dalgar to become so vicious.

He walked out with his fists in his hands, came to Mary Dalgar's room, knocked on the door and stood angrily at the door.

Mary Dalgar opened the door and saw Yue Linlan, immediately hugged Yue Linlan's waist and snuggled into his arms, saying, "Are you here to take me to the company? Wait for me for a while and I'll go change."

She didn't realize that the man was full of anger, and thought he was here to pick her up to the company. Yue Linlan pushed Mary Daljia to the ground and said, "Mary Dalgar didn't expect you to become so vicious now, I really misread is you."

At this moment, Marie Dalgar sat down on the ground unsteadily, with tears in her eyes and said, "Yue Linlan, what are you talking about? Have you believed other people's rumors? You can't believe what others say."

"You told me that Yan Qianxi pushed you yesterday afternoon. I have seen the whole process on the video surveillance. You leave my house immediately." After speaking, he immediately turned around and decided to drive to Yan Qianxi Check out the working hospital.

Marie Dalgar, who was slumped on the ground, was speechless. It turned out that there was surveillance there, but she didn't know it, so she couldn't explain it now.

The sun shines on Yan Qianxi's face through the floor-to-ceiling windows, warmly caressed by the sun, no... her face is a little hot in such a summer day.

She touched her hot face and turned over to find that the sun was really strong. Although the air conditioner was on in the room, her face was hot from the sun.

She woke up and got up to look at the strange surroundings. She saw that the decoration here was small and exquisite, and there was a large floor-to-ceiling glass that illuminated the whole room, making it feel very spacious.

In fact, this room is not very big. Looking at this room, she thought of the man last night. She remembered that she played a rogue yesterday and asked that man to save her.

She got out of the bed and found that her clothes were still the tattered ones. She saw that the wounds on her legs were wrapped in gauze, and the bruises almost healed overnight.

She recalled that man massaged her legs carefully last night, and she fell asleep enjoying the just-right intensity.

This man gave her the feeling that she was very relaxed and warm, and had a special sense of security, but it was impossible for her to be moved.

She knew this herself, and walked out with bare feet, and saw that the specialization in this small villa was indeed ingenious, with many floor-to-ceiling windows and floor-to-ceiling glass, it seemed that the whole space became much more spacious.

She walked in the corridor and saw an oil painting hanging in the corridor. That was the smile of Mona Lisa. She thought this man was quite artistic.

She stopped here to admire the Mona Lisa that came into view, wondering why everyone thought her smile was the most beautiful.

She watched quietly for a long time, at this moment Song Huanyu came over, Yan Qian looked around in a daze and did not notice the man who came over.

Song Huanyu suddenly said, "Do you like this painting?"

Yan Qianxi backed away in fright, and then Song Huanyu embraced her from behind, she reacted and moved forward a few steps to leave his embrace and said, "I'm sorry."

Lowering his eyes and looking shy, because he just stepped on Song Huanyu's foot, he smiled and said, "It's okay, are you interested in this painting?"

She stood in front of the oil painting and said, "Well, I feel that her smile is very beautiful no matter from which angle you look at it."

"Yes, Da Vinci is my favorite painter. His paintings are very connotative. I will discuss this painting with you next time. Come with me for breakfast! Are you hungry after not eating for so long. "

Her stomach had started to growl, she nodded honestly and said, "Yeah, let's go eat!"

Song Huanyu took her to the kitchen, and as soon as he sat down, Yan Qianxi asked him, "By the way, you still had a question that you didn't answer me last night."

He thought for a while and said, "What's the problem?"

"Don't you remember? You know my name, but I don't know yours. I asked you and didn't tell me." She pouted like a child as she spoke.

He looked at the woman's expression and smiled, "My name is Song Huanyu."

She expressed surprise and said, "What? Return the rain? Why not an umbrella?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I couldn't help laughing, and I was talking to the crowd there: "Return the rain, give it back, it would be better to just call it an umbrella."

Seeing her leaning forward and backward with a smile, Song Huanyu expressed helplessness and said: "You misinterpreted my name...it's so interesting!"

(End of this chapter)