Young Master Hei, your wife is playing dumb again

Chapter 157 The Weird Girl in the Kitchen!
After discovering the crocodile shoe print, Hei Lingxiu quickly scanned around the window sill and directly under the window, but still did not find the silly roe deer.

Where did this guy go?
Will it fall?
When Hei Lingxiu left the window, the shoe print on the window sill had disappeared without a trace.

Only his cuffs were slightly dirty.

At this time, Zhuo Xifan had already called the police station and was talking about something.

But at this time, their housekeeper hurried over.

"Young Master Zhuo, go to the kitchen and have a look."

The elderly housekeeper's tone was so urgent that Zhuo Xifan had to end the call temporarily and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know where a strange girl came, and she almost ate up the freshly made things in the kitchen!"

The old butler spoke out of breath.

"Strange girl?"

Hearing the housekeeper's words, the Zhuo family brothers and sisters looked surprised.

Jing Yuyan and Luo Beiyi looked at each other quietly, because after hearing what the old housekeeper said, Jing Yuhan's figure unconsciously appeared in their minds.

The most direct one is Hei Lingxiu.

Hearing the old housekeeper's words, he was 100% sure that the strange girl who almost emptied the kitchen must be a silly roe deer.

At this moment, he has already taken his long legs and walked towards the door.

"Ash, wait for me!"

"Young Master Hei..."

As soon as Hei Lingxiu left, Jing Yuyan and Luo Beiyi quickly followed.

"Brother, what should I do now?"

As the outsiders left one after another, Zhuo Xiyu hurriedly asked in a low voice.

"The police have been dealt with, let the security guard, don't let anyone leave."

The USB drive had been lost, and at this time they could do nothing but hand it over to the police.

After giving some instructions to the butler, Zhuo Xifan took his sister's hand: "Let's go to the kitchen first."

In the Zhuo family's kitchen, there was a mess.

Even if the flour is scattered all over the ground, there are still a lot of pastries that have been trampled on the ground.

The pastry chefs, whose faces were more or less covered with flour, looked annoyed at the guy who was crouching in the corner, holding a plate of small cakes that had just been smeared with cream, and was eating Hesse.

But those venomous eyes seemed to be automatically shielded by the guy with his stuffed mouth and a lot of cream on his face.

No matter how they attacked her with their eyes, she always ate delicious pastries with selfless self.

When eating to his heart's content, this guy will murmur to himself: "This is really delicious, Hanhan likes it."

At this moment, a group of people hurried to the door of the kitchen.

When the leading man saw the guy in the corner eating like a tabby cat with his legs crossed, his hanging heart finally returned to its original position.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the dining area? Why did you come here?"

The guy who eclipsed himself immediately raised his head when he heard the familiar male voice.

That little cat-like face, after seeing clearly the headed male face, showed a very bright and eye-catching smile: "Hei Hei!"

She threw down the iron plate with a few cakes left.

The moment the iron plate hit the ground, there was a lot of noise.

But this guy with a dirty face seemed to have not heard these sounds at all, and quickly ran towards Hei Lingxiu.

She threw herself into Hei Lingxiu's arms, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, she kept stabbing that creamy face into Hei Lingxiu's arms.

This approach made the corners of the lips of the people behind the man twitch!
Compared with the people behind him, Hei Lingxiu, a cleanliness addict, couldn't bear the dirty cream on a certain guy's face on his suit jacket.

"Stand up!"

He scolded coldly, and the momentum of the mountain rain was written on the whole handsome face.

But the silly roe deer didn't want to listen, and tightly wrapped his hands around his waist with very naughty hands: "No, black hug!"

"Hanhan, your face is dirty. Wipe it off first, then it's not too late to hug."

Having admired Hei Lingxiu for many years, how could Luo Beiyi not know about this man's obsession with cleanliness?

Afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, Luo Beiyi quickly withdrew her sanity, stepped forward and handed Jing Yuhan a handkerchief.

But when a mentally handicapped man saw the handkerchief she handed over, he buried his face decisively: "Don't wipe it."

The mentally handicapped man completely buried his face in Hei Lingxiu's chest, almost all the cream was on Hei Lingxiu's coat.

Almost at the same time, Luo Beiyi heard Hei Lingxiu gasp.

"Hanhan..."

Unwilling to let Hei Lingxiu suffer, Luo Beiyi tried to persuade him again.

But before her words came out, Hei Lingxiu had already spoken: "Forget it, it's already dirty anyway."

God knows, seeing the crocodile shoe print on the window sill, Hei Lingxiu was so worried that this guy fell and hurt himself.

Now this guy can still be alive and kicking and continue to make trouble, that's enough!

For the rest, under the mentality of recovering what was lost, Hei Lingxiu didn't want to worry about it too much.

But when Luo Beiyi heard that Hei Lingxiu was conniving at this mentally handicapped person, the handkerchief in her hand was about to be torn apart with one hand!

This mental retardation made his suit jacket so dirty, Hei Lingxiu was willing to bear it...

The feeling of pampering and pampering caused Luo Beiyi to feel jealous, and almost burned all her reason.

Jing Yuyan, who also saw Jing Yuhan being pampered by Hei Lingxiu, was also jealous.

In order not to let this unsightly scene continue, Jing Yuyan stepped forward immediately: "Hanhan, you took something from Sister Xiyu's house, so hurry up and hand it over."

Buried in Hei Lingxiu's arms, Jing Yuhan was looking for the special sense of security that this man gave her. After hearing Jing Yuyan's words, she looked up and met Jing Yuyan's eyes...

The anger rose at this moment.

If it hadn't been for staying with the corpse for a while and learning a lot of kung fu from her, she would have no way of escaping from that study today, and would most likely be planted!
But Jing Yuhan knew that she must not express these emotions at this time, otherwise she might be beaten up and not say anything, and it would be very likely that she would be exposed as not stupid.

"Sister, what are you talking about? Hanhan can't understand!"

After a few deep breaths, Jing Yuhan adjusted his mood, and then asked with a sweet smile.

"Hanhan, don't pretend to be confused with your sister. My sister clearly saw you entering the study. You must have taken things from sister Xiyu's house. Hurry up and hand them over, and my sister will intercede for you."

"Study? Hanhan has never been to any study, Hanhan has been eating cakes here!"

Although Jing Yuyan's tone is extremely earnest, Jing Yuhan still has a playful smile on her face.

As she said that, she also let go of He Lingxiu's waist, and ran to another plate of small cakes that the pastry chef had just coated with cream.

Taking advantage of the pastry chef's inattention, Jing Yuhan grabbed one and ran away, causing the pastry chef to yell and scold from behind.

"This is delicious, would my sister have one?"

Ignoring the scolding people behind him, Jing Yuhan ran directly to Jing Yuyan, and handed her the disgusting-looking little cake that was deformed in his hands.

"Hanhan, sister is telling you something important, don't talk about it!"

Not to mention that the deformed butter cake was extremely disgusting when she grabbed it, under the current situation alone, Jing Yuyan couldn't eat anything at all.

As soon as she raised her hand, she directly slapped Jing Yuhan's hand holding the small cake away.

"Sister, why don't you eat if you don't eat, why are you beating Hanhan!"

Jing Yuhan was slapped away, his eyes widened, as if he was accusing Jing Yuyan of his atrocities.

"you……"

Seeing Jing Yuyan aggressively questioning Jing Yuhan, but entangled for a long time to no avail, Zhuo Xifan, who arrived together, could only look at his pastry chefs with dirty faces: "When did she come in?"

(End of this chapter)