My wife is squeamish

Chapter 442
An Zhi was arrested and returned.

I was locked in the room, and the meal was eaten in the room.

Gong Zhan didn't let her step out of the room, and even sent two strangers to block the door.

No matter how An Zhi knocked on the door, she wouldn't open it.

An Zhi sat on the desk angrily, vomited bitterness to Fang Jing, and the keyboard was beating loudly. Those who didn't know it thought that the keyboard had a grudge against her.

Gong Zhan was dealing with official business in the study, except for the initial anger, he remained calm the rest of the time.

But he tends to be more calm, to other people.

It will appear more intrusive.

The coldness emanating from his body, one glance, is so cold that one's bone marrow hurts.

"How is she?"

Everyone knows who she is.

Zhao Liang bumped the butler beside him with his elbow, motioning him to speak.

The housekeeper glared at him, raised his head, met the young master's dark pupils, and quickly lowered his body, "Miss is still in the room. I haven't eaten much dinner, and I haven't had any soup."

"Ah."

Ok?
The housekeeper and Zhao Liang were both a little puzzled. The young master heard this, and according to his usual temper, shouldn't he go there immediately.

Negotiate with the lady.

Then the two reconcile as before?

Zhao Liang always had a lot of thoughts, he secretly raised his eyes to look at the young master, and suddenly understood what he meant, being hungry would not hurt anyone.

What's more, if you are really hungry, you will want to eat.

So, it will happen in a while, and there is no need to worry.

Zhao Liang rolled his eyes, took a step forward, and called out in a low voice, "Master."

"What's the matter?" Gong Zhan signed the document, his face still expressionless, and he seemed a little absent-minded.

"When I came back, Eighteen told me that Miss's clothes were wet, she might have been caught in the rain." Zhao Liang didn't lie.

Eighteen did tell him so.

Of course, I don't know how wet it is. At least, they didn't see it, not even the palace battle, so it probably didn't rain much.

Gong Zhan's signing hand paused, and there was a black spot on the document.

He didn't even look at it, and directly tore off the page and threw it into the trash can, closed the document, threw it on the desk, and put down the pen in his hand.

Stand up.

The steward followed immediately.

Zhao Liang smiled slightly and stroked his chin, he was really witty.

Gong Zhan walked to the door of Anzhi's room, slightly raised his graceful chin, "Open the door."

"Yes." The bodyguard standing aside quickly took out the key and opened the door.

'battabababata'

In the room, the sound of knocking on the computer seemed to knock off the roof.

With his back turned to him, An Zhi was so engrossed that he didn't even hear the door opening, the floor was covered with carpets, and only Gong Zhan came in.

There was no sound of footsteps or anything.

So someone was standing behind her and she had no idea.

He was still typing on the keyboard frantically, his little face was bulging like a puffer fish, and the whole one was round.

Could she be complaining to Fang Jing now?

Because Fang Jing was already impatient listening to her just a few words back and forth, she found an excuse early on and ran away.

Even cell phones were turned off.

She was afraid that An Zhi would call her.

Very inhumane.

There is no such thing as friendship.

Therefore, An Zhi found a new way, which is to describe Gong Zhan as a big villain, the kind of man who abuses his wife.

put it on the forum.

Then, have crazy discussions with those aunts and aunts.

These people will not dislike her and annoy her, on the contrary, they will have a lot of resonance with her.

(End of this chapter)