Billionaire Chief Husband: Baby, come pet

Chapter 390 finally found you
"We really don't know—"

Shangguan Ouya looked at Lei Licheng with a sorry face, and said helplessly.

Immediately, the joy on Lei Licheng's face disappeared completely, and he took several steps back in shock.

"So, even you don't know where Qianyan is?" Lei Licheng asked sadly.

"No, these are Qianyan's mobile phone and wallet. You should recognize her things! You can see clearly for yourself, so that you won't say we lied to you." Bai Nixin walked into the guest room and put Qianyan's mobile phone and wallet away. Take it out and put it on the coffee table.

Lei Licheng hurried forward, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and pressed the power button.

The phone was quickly opened, and seeing that it was empty, I felt uncomfortable for a while, and couldn't help holding the phone tightly to my heart, choking silently.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Bai Nixin's eyes turned red.

She ran up and greeted Lei Licheng with her fists like raindrops: "Since you care about her so much, why did you go so early? Why do you regret it if you can't clean up? Lei Licheng, let me tell you You, if you can't make Qianyan forgive you, I will look down on you for the rest of my life—"

"Ni Xin, don't get too excited, be careful with our children." Shangguan Ouya hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, hugged the panting Bai Nixin, and turned to Lei Licheng, "Licheng, you too Don't blame yourself too much, things haven't reached the point of no return."

Lei Licheng, who was full of self-blame and remorse, immediately raised his head when he heard this, and looked at Shangguan Ouya with a puzzled face.

"Qianyan was afraid that Ni Xin was worried, so she called with a mobile phone and came over to hug Ping An—" Before Shangguan Ouya finished speaking, Lei Licheng suddenly got up from the ground, and strode towards Shangguan Ouya.

"Ouya, please tell me the phone number—"? Shangguan Ouya did not answer him, but looked at Bai Nixin in his arms: "Ni Xin, you have also seen that Licheng really loves Qianyan Yes. If there is any misunderstanding between the young couple, let them solve it by themselves!"

"You've already told him about the phone call. What else can I say now?" Bai Nixin, who had calmed down, gave Lei Licheng a grumpy look, reluctantly took out her phone, and handed In front of Lei Licheng.

As if he had found a treasure, Lei Licheng quickly reached out to take it.

When he saw the last phone number he received, his eye circles turned red, and even his hands trembled with joy.

Qianyan, I finally found you.

Bai Qianyan didn't sleep well this time, maybe because she slept in a strange room, or maybe because she was troubled by a dream. In the dream, she dreamed that she was dressed beautifully, with exquisite makeup, and Leng Ziling. Standing on the stage, accepting the screams and love of many fans.

So when she woke up, her first reaction was to run into the bathroom and pour cold water on her face.

The cold feeling immediately penetrated the whole body, making Bai Qianyan shudder cleverly.

Only then did she let out a sigh of relief, and walked out slowly after washing up.

But soon she began to worry.I don't know what to wear.

When her eyes saw the paper box that appeared last night, Bai Qianyan still resisted in her heart.

But since he has promised to stay here, why don't he go back to Sister Xin's house and bring his suitcase here.

She had a feeling that she might not be able to leave in a day or two after staying here.

Leng Ziling's stubborn temperament, she had learned it last night.

So, before he was disappointed in her, he would definitely not let himself go so easily.

Thinking of this, Bai Qianyan couldn't help but let out a long sigh, opened the carton, took the white chiffon skirt, and walked into the dressing room.

When Leng Ziling walked into the living room with a sleepy face and smelled the aroma coming from the direction of the kitchen, he couldn't help but move his nose and walked towards the kitchen.

When he saw Bai Qianyan wearing a pink and blue apron, like a dancing butterfly, busy happily in the kitchen, a surprised and envious expression suddenly appeared on his face.

But even faster, Leng Ziling took out his phone almost instinctively, pressed the video button, and collected all the beauty of the scene in front of him into a video.

When Bai Qianyan noticed Leng Ziling, she saw that he was patting herself, and she couldn't help showing a look of panic and anger on her face. She glared at Leng Ziling coquettishly and said, "Leng Ziling, what are you doing? Stop taking pictures." Hurry up and have breakfast!"

After Bai Qianyan finished speaking, she walked into the restaurant with a pot of rice porridge.

How could Leng Ziling listen to Bai Qianyan? He followed her and said as he walked, "Qianyan, I didn't expect you to look so good in this dress!"

"Does it look good? If I didn't have clothes to wear, I definitely wouldn't wear them." Bai Qianyan put the rice porridge in the middle of the dining table, and when she saw that Leng Ziling was still taking pictures, she immediately rolled her eyes, "Leng Ziling , if you don't let go, I will be angry. Believe it or not, no matter what I promised you, leave at any time—"

"No, I'll turn it off right away." Leng Ziling turned off the recording of the video as expected after hearing this, and walked up to Bai Qianyan with a flattering face, looked at the pot of crystal clear rice porridge, and praised, "I didn't expect you to cook, but does my family have rice?"

"Don't you even know what's in your house?" Bai Qianyan was suddenly surprised.

"I don't care about these. An aunt comes to clean three times a week. She helps me buy what I need at home, drinks and drinks in the refrigerator. But I'm sure there should be no rice at home. ! There was never a fire here."

Leng Ziling scratched his head and said with a puzzled face.

"No wonder, I didn't see anything except rice, otherwise I wouldn't have to cook rice porridge. Fortunately, I also saw a bottle of pickles in the refrigerator, which can be served with porridge." After Bai Qianyan finished speaking, she got up Go to the refrigerator.

rice?Pickles?

How is this going?

Leng Ziling picked up his cell phone and quickly made a call.

When Bai Qianyan opened the bottle of pickles and appeared in the restaurant holding a plate of pickles, Leng Ziling was a little embarrassed and said: "I just called my aunt to confirm, it was the last time she helped me buy daily necessities, she sent A small bag of rice and a bottle of pickles. Is there still a gift for this?"

Leng Ziling looked at Bai Qianyan and asked suspiciously.

"To attract customers and increase the popularity of products, many supermarkets now carry out some promotional activities. It's not surprising to give these away." Bai Qianyan couldn't help but take a careful look at Leng Ziling when she said this.

"What's the matter? Your eyes look weird—" Leng Ziling's heart suddenly trembled, and he asked involuntarily.

"I can understand that you don't know how to cook. After all, it's because of your occupation and your gender. But what I'm curious about is, how do you usually solve your problem of eating?"

(End of this chapter)