Second Marriage: A wealthy abandoned husband

"President..." Lin Tian turned around to report the situation to Murong Qingcang, but with just one glance, he almost dropped his eyeballs in shock.

At this time, Murong Qingcang was leaning on the back seat with his whole body relaxed, his right leg was folded over his left leg, and his left hand was caressing his chin casually.His eyes are full of soft light, and the contours of his face are all spread and flowing, and his whole body seems to be soaked in the afterglow of the faint sunset, dazzled and fascinated.

Lin Tian followed Murong Qingcang's eyes, and found that through the big French windows, there were two smiling girls in the room.

"What's the matter?" Murong Qingcang immediately changed from the setting sun to the scorching sun.

Lin Tian hurriedly withdrew the peeping eyes that made Murong Qingcang displeased, he coughed lightly,

"President, regarding Miss Gu Wanzhi's blindness, I can't find any progress for the time being. A secret force has long hidden all of Miss Gu Wanzhi's records..."

Murong Qingcang already frowned when he heard the words, Lin Tian quickly added, "But don't worry, the president, I have already contacted Flying Saucer, the chief of the intelligence department in City A, and I believe that with the ability of Flying Saucer, things will come to fruition soon."

Murong Qingcang nodded in satisfaction, "What else?"

"Yes, besides buying a house and hiring Miss Xia, she is trying to find an excellent piano teacher."

"Piano teacher?" A person flashed in Murong Qingcang's mind, and he smiled slightly.

"President," Lin Tian had no choice but to return to his duties as secretary, "We are going back to Cangqiong Enterprise."

Murong Qingcang turned his eyes to the bungalow again, and waved his hand, "Let's go."...

After dinner, Xia Yiling took Gu Wanzhi to familiarize herself with everything in the house. She seemed to be back when she was a child, always chatting around Gu Wanzhi and saying some witty things.

Xia Yiling bought a lot of clothes for Gu Wanzhi, all of which were neatly hung in the closet in the room.Xia Yiling taught Gu Wanzhi to identify different styles of clothes by touching different cuffs and fabrics.

Perhaps because of blindness, Gu Wanzhi's body's senses became quick and sharp, almost as long as Xia Yiling said it once, Gu Wanzhi could remember everything exactly.

The phone rang suddenly, Xia Yiling found an excuse to go out of the house and answered the call, it was Murong Zixuan.

"Yi Ling, are you still used to working on the first day? What are the working hours like?"

"Zixuan, I like Mudaier Painting Studio very much. The people here are very nice. As for the working hours... from eight to five, overtime hours are not fixed."

"Well, it won't be too hard. I can't pick you up after get off work today. I'm going down to the bottom factory with my dad to check the source of goods. I may not be back until tomorrow."

"Zixuan, you don't need to pick me up when you go to and from get off work. The Painting Institute has dispatched a car. You work hard, so you don't need to run back and forth. Be careful on the road and sleep well."

"En," Murong Zixuan was very happy, "By the way, Yi Ling, I'll pick you up after get off work tomorrow and have dinner at my house in the evening. My younger brother is coming back, so I'll introduce you."

Stones were thrown on the originally calm lake, Xia Yiling's voice trembled, "Your brother?"

Murong Zixuan felt strange, "Yes, my brother is Murong Qingcang, he is 2 years younger than me, hehe, he is about the same age as you. We are half-brothers, in fact, they are my father's romantic debts when he was young." .Qingcang has suffered a lot since then, but now he has a brilliant career and created Cangqiong Enterprise by himself. Hehe, I can’t explain in a few words on the phone. When you meet tomorrow night, you will definitely appreciate him.”

"Zixuan, tomorrow I..." Xia Yiling wanted to say that her family had urgent matters and it was not convenient for her to attend the appointment.

And Murong Qingcang continued to say excitedly, "I ordered a small dress for you today. I think you will look good in it. I have already sent it to your painting shop. I can't wait to introduce my most beautiful princess to you. My relatives, younger brother, and my friends, and even the whole world."

"Zixuan, I..." Xia Yiling felt more and more burdened and guilty.

"Be good, baby, it's settled like this. I'll hang up first. If my dad sees me talking on the phone, he will say that I look like a child who can't grow up. Boo, Yiling, I miss you."

On the other end of the phone, Murong Zixuan lowered his voice, but said this "thinking" in a charming and colorful way.

Xia Yiling hung up the phone after a "boo", she was in a daze for a long time, unable to recover.