0°C lingering: Mr. Leng's new wife at midnight

Tang Shaolun didn't even look at her, opened the car door and sat up, started the engine, "Don't get in the car yet, do you want me to treat you like a princess and open the door respectfully?"

She didn't care about Tang Shaolun's attitude, and carefully opened the car door for herself and sat in the back seat.

The car was on the road quickly, and it took less than an hour to arrive at the building where Shen Wenxia lived.

Tang Shaolun didn't hesitate at all, took her into the elevator, prepared to press the eighth floor without any mistakes, waited, and then came to the floor where Shen Wenxia lived.

She was about to ring the doorbell when Tang Shaolun glanced at her lazily, "Are you sure you are confident that after you ring the doorbell, you won't see Lan Yanshu wearing a scarf coming out to open the door?" [

She froze all over, and her outstretched hand retracted like an electric shock.

That's right, she didn't dare, and she couldn't guarantee that when the door opened, Lan Yanshu would come out wearing a scarf as Tang Shaolun said.She didn't know if she had enough courage to accept the fact that it might become a fact.

But what can she do, just stand at the door and wait?

"Tang Shaolun, what do you want to bring me here?" She stared blankly at the closed security door, her voice seemed to come from the sky.

He smiled, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, opened a door less than one meter away, and opened it with a bang, "I forgot to tell you, this house used to belong to Lan Yanshu. "He said, pulled her in, and gently closed the door.