Cute and sweet wife: the president's husband asks for a hug

Chapter 14 Who sent you here?

Leng Lingye's hand that was flipping through the contract suddenly stopped.

The little white figure appeared in his mind, and his brows frowned again, "That little white cat?"

"Yes."

After hesitating for a moment, Leng Lingye turned the contract to the next page.

"Wash it and bring it in."

"Yes!"

Half an hour later, Luo Qing'er was washed spotless and carried into Leng Lingye's study.

"Are you here again?" Leng Lingye didn't raise his head, just looked at the document in his hand, and said lightly, "I thought you weren't coming back."

When he woke up this morning, the little white cat was nowhere to be seen. He thought it had returned to his owner.

Unexpectedly, it came back again.

Hearing Leng Lingye's words, Luo Qing'er couldn't help meowing guiltyly.

She really didn't intend to come back, but she didn't expect that she needed to ask Leng Lingye for something now, so naturally she had to come back.

Thinking of this, she cautiously rubbed over, hugged Leng Lingye's finger with her soft paws, and gave a meowing sound.

Well, after all, there is a need for others, and a bit of dog legs is always necessary.

This sudden enthusiasm made Leng Lingye pause slightly when he was flipping through the contract.

He lowered his head and saw the sparkling eyes of the little thing next to him, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong with you."

"Meow."

Luo Qing'er moved her chubby body, and only then did she reveal a notebook under her fluffy little butt.

"What is this?" Leng Lingye picked up the document under the kitten, only to realize that it was not the original document on his desk, but a strange script.

"It was brought by this kitten." Chi Yuan replied.

Leng Lingye lowered his eyes and saw the four big characters [Investment Application] on the first page of the script, and his pretty brows were slightly frowned imperceptibly.

Luo Qing'er, who was next to him, didn't notice the subtle change in his expression, she just pressed her little head against the back of Leng Lingye's hand, rubbing it harder.

Yes, she came this time just to ask Leng Lingye to invest in a movie for her.

As Su Meimei said, now that she is penniless, the only hope for her to revive Qingtian Film and Television is to find someone to invest in the film.It would be the best if the investment of a big money-lord like Leng Lingye could be brought down.That's why she wanted to try her luck when she became a cat.

Well, anyway, Leng Lingye has so much money, since she is so cute, it's okay to invest a little, right?
Thinking of this, she hugged Leng Lingye even harder, wanting to show off her cuteness for investment, but she didn't want her cat's head to be grabbed before she had time to move her paws.

Leng Lingye's knuckle-boned fingers pinched her limp chin, and with a single force, he forced her to raise her head.

His sapphire-like eyes met his pair of cold black eyes.

"So that's why you came back to find me." Leng Lingye looked at the little furry thing in front of him and sneered, "Did your master send you here? Just want the sponsorship of our Leng family?"

Leng Lingye's voice was not high-pitched, but every single word carried a great sense of oppression.

Luo Qing'er was dumbfounded.

Although Leng Lingye usually had a cold look, but at this time she could clearly see the murderous look in his eyes.

Yes.

murderous look.

She suddenly thought of what Su Meimei told her today——

"I heard that Leng Lingye, although he is good-looking, is terrifying."

terrible.

It was only now that Luo Qing'er realized that Leng Lingye was really scary.

After all, she still thinks of shopping malls too simply.He thought that Leng Lingye would invest in her if he looked at her kitten a little differently.

How naive.

Luo Qing'er was in a panic and didn't know what to do, but at this moment, the phone on Leng Lingye's desk suddenly rang.

Leng Lingye glanced down at the phone.

There was no caller's name stored on the phone, just a string of numbers, but he still recognized it.

His eyes darkened slightly, he let go of the kitten in his hand, and picked up the phone on the table.

"Hey."

"Hey, you finally know how to answer my call?" As soon as the call was connected, a sharp middle-aged woman's voice rang out from the phone, almost piercing the eardrums, "Leng Lingye, I thought you were going to pretend to be the same for the rest of your life. Don't answer my phone call!"

(End of this chapter)