Ling Shao, your wife is cheating again

Chapter 22 Who else but you?
Ling Moye's phone was broken by her last night, but he is the CEO of Ling's Group, so it's not a matter of getting a new phone and reissuing a card?
Thinking of this, Lu Manman dialed the dial button, and sure enough, the call was connected quickly.

"Hello?" Ling Moye's deep and indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone.

Lu Manman Lu Manman curled his lips, and said delicately, "Hey, Mr. Ling, did you have a good time last night? My back is sore now."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and Ling Moye's voice just came, with a sense of coldness.

"Lu Manman, you took the initiative last night. I don't care what you want to do, I will warn you one last time, don't play tricks on me."

Even through the phone, Lu Manman could feel the powerful aura emanating from Ling Moye, domineering.

Lu Manman took a deep breath, and teased, "President Ling, don't speak so harshly, he just misses you so much, why not give you a call?"

"Lu Manman, put away your fancy words, sweet words are useless to me."

"Mr. Ling, look at what you said, what I said is not a rhetoric, it's all from my heart." Lu Manman complained.

Ling Moye was too lazy to argue with Lu Manman, and said coldly, "Lu Manman, don't talk to me. Tell me, what's the matter?"

"If I said something, would you help me?" Lu Manman asked with a smile.

"You think beautiful."

"Hehe..." Lu Manman smiled lightly, and stopped going around in circles with Ling Moye, "Boss Ling, did you steal my things when you left my house today?"

"Stole your things?" Ling Moye snorted coldly, very disdainful, "Lu Manman, do you think there is anything in your house that I, Ling Moye, can't buy?"

"That's not necessarily true." Lu Manman said calmly, "Some people just have special hobbies and like to steal things, such as those thieves who steal women's underwear, and..."

Hearing that Lu Manman actually compared himself with that kind of nasty stuff, Ling Moye frowned, and interrupted her coldly, "Lu Manman, don't talk nonsense to me, what does it matter to me if your things are lost? "

"Why is it none of your business? Yesterday my things were still there, but you were gone when you came here. Who else could it be but you?" Lu Manman analyzed.

"How do I know?" Ling Moye sneered.

Lu Manman knew that no matter how much he asked, Ling Moye would not admit it, so he said softly, "Mr. Ling, stop making excuses. You just need to return the photo to me and forget about it. Will tell anyone."

"Photo? What photo?"

Lu Manman gritted his teeth, and answered word by word, "It's a photo of me and my sweetheart."

"Hehe..." Ling Moye's tone became a little colder, with infinite sarcasm, "Lu Manman, you said that I took the photo of you and your sweetheart, do you have evidence? Also, why should I Want to take it? Don't you think I got jealous when I saw that photo, so I took it away?"

Lu Manman didn't answer, she really thought so, although she also thought it was unlikely.

Her hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and her heart began to get nervous.

If Ling Moye really took the photo, it means that he is interested in her...

(End of this chapter)