A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

In the smoky bathroom.

There was the sound of rushing water, but there was no one in sight under the shower.

There was no trace of Bao Jinghan in the bathtub full of bubbles.

She wasn't taking a shower at all, and had been standing at the door of the bathroom, monitoring the situation in the bedroom through her mobile phone.

The moment Lu Yan opened the folder, her heart was suspended in mid-air, high up.Every time she saw him do something later, her heart felt as if someone had whipped her.Especially, when she saw him, his eyes were fixed on the makeup box, from thoughtful at first to frowning afterwards.At that moment, she almost stopped breathing.

But fortunately, he didn't find the lower interlayer of the makeup box, nor did he try to find it.Just glanced hastily, and then closed the makeup box.

This made her, who was almost suffocating, finally breathe a sigh of relief.

A smile finally appeared on the face that had become bloodless.

But this smile, with the change of the phone screen, suddenly disappeared——

Lu Yan didn't go back to the beauty's bed to tangle with the document, nor did she look through the makeup box that was opened as an invitation.

The former, he shouldn't understand, but seeing it in this unconscious state has already shaken his heart.And the latter...he didn't know why he didn't search it, but he instinctively felt that if he did, relying on Bao Jinghan's astuteness, he would be able to see it.Because of this, she must be disappointed in herself.He didn't want her to be disappointed, he didn't want to see the sarcasm in her eyes, and he didn't want to lose her whom he had so easily married!

But how should he balance it?

Clear thoughts became confused again.

Lu Yan stood where Bao Jinghan had been before, looking out the window from a distance at the night of the manor illuminated by lights.The corners of the mouth were tense, the previous smile was gone, the light in the eyes was dim and uncertain, and the expression on his face became a little more serious.

I don't know, he thought of something, he suddenly took a step back and bumped into the edge of the office desk.

His hands followed closely on the table, supporting himself.

Afterwards, he turned around and glanced at the newspaper under his hands.

His eyes froze for a few seconds, then suddenly flickered.

The next moment, he opened the thick stack of newspapers that had not been turned over.

A silver light appeared before his eyes.

In the dark black pupils, the silver necklace pendant broken from the middle, the slender tweezers, and a very small thing that was not completely inserted in one of the hollow pendants were reflected.

It looks a bit like the miniature memory crystal chips produced a few years ago.

This pendant... If this pendant is put together front and back, wouldn't it be in the shape of a key?

Could it be that this is the secret token that Lin Xing was looking for?

The sexy throat slides slightly.

Lu Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he seemed to be looking at the things in front of him in disbelief.The gloomy color hidden in the depths of the phoenix pupils has changed again and again, and it is so complicated that people can't guess it, but in those complicated eye waves, there seems to be an indescribable pain and entanglement, passing through it .

Dark Pavilion?keepsake!

Is this thing really in Jing Han's hands? !

The hand clenched into a fist finally stretched out.

Lu Yan carefully picked up the end of the secret key, observed it, and then used tweezers to pick up the WeChat chip that was hidden in one-third of it.Hold it lightly, and watch it carefully under the lamp.But the hand holding the tweezers trembled uncontrollably...

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