Uncle Sheng Chong: The sweet wife is very sweet and not cute

Chapter 173 Home is Where Little Love Is

Yun Qingrang pulled Xiao Ai to follow the housekeeper's gestures to turn. When he turned around, he seemed to remember something, and turned around again: "I have unlocked Mr. Ji's monitoring hacker. In the following video, I saw That person took something in Mr. Ji's study, I don't know if Mr. Ji lost something important?"

Mr. Ji, who was originally sitting on the sofa, was furious. When he heard Yun Qingrang's words, his eyes lit up, and he was about to turn his head. Then he thought that maybe this was also a trap. He calmed down and carefully considered his words: "My study room has been destroyed. How do I know what's lost when people burn?"

"Oh!" Yun Qingrang nodded, and glanced at Mr. Ji casually: "Mr. Ji is not curious about who it is?"

Mr. Ji raised his head: "Could it be that Mr. Yun knows that person?" His tone regained a little modesty, and he completely forgot what attitude he had just used to treat them.

Mr. Ji pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart was beating like a gong and drum. Yun Qing made this person's face flat and his heart unfathomable. If he knew him, he might not tell him.

"I don't know." Yun Qingrang ignored Mr. Ji's scrutiny and answered directly.

"Did Mr. Yun bring the disk? Can you let me see what he brought so that I can know whether it is expensive or not?" Mr. Ji's shrewd mind came back this time. Are you lying to him or is it real?
Yun Qingrang pulled Xiao Ai and turned around: "I just told you, I didn't intend to show you."

"Mr. Yun." Seeing this, Mr. Ji quickly stood up from the sofa, took two steps forward, and said with a kind face, "Mr. Yun is alienating me like this."

Xiao Ai looked at Mr. Ji's change of attitude in a second, speechless. This change of face is faster than the change of the sky?

Yun Qingrang heard the words and stood where he was: "I didn't bring it. I wanted to bring it at first. Later, I saw that your son didn't apologize to our little love. I don't think there is any need to bring it in the future."

Threat, it's a naked threat.

Mr. Ji's fingers kept trembling in anger: "Okay, okay, okay." He said three good words again and again, but if he didn't give it to him, wouldn't he get it in another way?Moreover, he didn't show him the contents of the USB flash drive, so it was most likely a smoke bomb.

Yun Qingrang and Xiao Ai followed the steward's lead and left the "Jinhuang District". Sitting in the car home, Xiao Ai smiled like a flower all the way, and seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

"If Mr. Ji had a beard, he would have been so angry that he would have erected his beard. By the way, there is an idiom called blowing beard and staring, which is especially suitable for him."

Yun Qingrang quietly sat aside, watching Xiao Ai bouncing around excitedly in the car, and finally worried that she would jump through the car, so he hugged her into his arms and fixed her.

Hearing the idiom she said, Yun Qing couldn't help laughing, lowered her head and pinched her small nose: "Since when did Xiao Ai's Chinese become so good? Do you even know the idiom of blowing beard and staring?"

When Xiao Ai heard Yun Qingrang's words, she was a little surprised. She stared at Yun Qingrang's handsome face for a while, and then realized that he praised her from the bottom of her heart, not irony.

"Ah?" Now it was Xiao Ai's turn to be dumbfounded: "Is it really an idiom to blow a beard and stare?"

Looking at such a little love, Yun Qingrang sighed deeply, it turned out that he overestimated her.

Xiao Ai heard Yun Qingrang sigh, snorted coldly, and gave him another look: "Did you see? I call it blowing nose and staring, which is also an idiom."

The car has arrived at the parking lot of the community. In the community where they live, Xiao Ai has lived here since she was a child. She is very familiar with every plant and tree here, and loves this place very much.

That's why Yun Qingrang never moved or bought a villa, because the place where Xiao Ai is is called home.

(End of this chapter)