Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 141 The Judgment of That (3)
Ye Chen can't drive, and Zhu Fengfeng, who can drive, is blindfolded with stinky socks, not much different from a blind man. Just when Ye Chen was looking at the luxury car in front of him and was at a loss, a voice came from behind, "Sister-in-law .”

Ye Chen was overjoyed, he just appeared, turned around, and smiled slightly at the person who came, "Can you drive?"

Although she has never met him before, she believes that he is the person next to the almighty Ling Mo, and he will definitely be able to drive.

Sure enough, He Yilang nodded, "I will."

He Yilang also came here by car. In fact, in order to find Ling Mo, he didn't go to the airport to pick up You Jun. Instead, he drove the car and searched all the places Ling Mo had visited before.

Twenty minutes ago, when he received a call from Li Jianguo, he realized that something might have happened to Ling Mo. This time, he stopped his blind search and hurried over.

This woman, Zhu Fengfeng, is so stubborn that it really makes people want to slap her.

Obviously, the off-road vehicle driven by He Yilang has all kinds of medicines and weapons in the trunk of the car, which is more convenient for the next action, but she insists on driving her own Maserati.

When He Yilang objected, she even threatened not to go.

In the end, He Yilang, who was only threatened by Ling Mo, was threatened by a second person, a woman, for the first time.

He Yilang is used to driving a manual transmission, but when driving this automatic transmission, it feels like driving a motorcycle, without feeling at all.

With a touch of the accelerator, the car flew far away, Zhu Fengfeng frowned dissatisfiedly, "You drive so fast, I can't even smell the weasel's fart, and I hope to find your boss through the smell that is so thin that it is almost gone. what!"

Zhu Fengfeng, who covered her eyes with Li Jianguo's stinky socks, didn't actually see He Yilang's face, and didn't see his handsome and burly figure. She only thought that he was a small white-collar worker in the Ling family, so she satirized lightly.

He Yilang's face turned green. He is a man, and his speech is not as rude as the woman in the back seat.

This woman is really an extraordinary woman.

Taking a quick look in the rearview mirror, he was suddenly very satisfied with Ye Chen. At least he speaks politely, and he doesn't have the habit of wearing smelly socks as eyes.

If you are angry, you are angry, if you don't like it, you don't like it, He Yilang finally slowed down the car, Zhu Fengfeng didn't speak again, because she was blindfolded, Ye Chen didn't know what her expression was, just followed her swaying look in the direction.

Half an hour later, under the guidance of Ms. Zhu Fengfeng, the car stopped at the entrance of a villa.

In the past half an hour, Ye Chenzao was terribly smoked by the smell of stinky socks that echoed in the carriage, and his stomach was overwhelmed with discomfort. If he hadn't covered it with his sleeves, he would probably have vomited early.

As soon as the car stopped, she was the first to open the car door, jumped out of the car, and took several breaths of fresh air.

Zhu Fengfeng took off the glasses made of socks and got out of the car.

Looking at the villa with a single gate and a closed door in front of him, he closed his eyes and held his breath. When he was about to suffocate, he opened his eyes, let go of his nose, and took a deep, strong breath into the air. , then turned around, and told He Yilang who was leaning against the car door with certainty, "Your boss must be inside."

When I was in middle school, there was a physics problem that has entangled generations of flowers in the motherland. When it rains, why do you see lightning before thunder?

The answer to the brain teaser is this, because the eyes grow in front of the ears.

The standard answer, in fact, should be like this, because the speed of light is faster than the speed of sound.

Obviously, the heroine Zhu Fengfeng once again verified the above physical phenomenon, and she didn't see He Yilang's appearance clearly until the whole sentence was finished.

"Oh my God!" Zhu Fengfeng ignored the stinky socks she had just taken in her hands and hadn't washed her hands, she covered her mouth, and then exclaimed, "The Eastern version of Shivasinger macho!"

Although He Yilang is a mixed race, he is not like ordinary mixed races, the mixed race is so obvious, it is normal for Zhu Fengfeng not to see that he is mixed.

He Yilang glanced at her contemptuously, then walked straight past her and walked towards the iron gate.

He didn't knock on the door, but put his head on the door, pricked up his ears, and listened seriously.

"What is he doing?" Zhu Fengfeng held Ye Chen who was bending over, trying to vomit something from his stomach.

Maybe it's because he ate so little today, Ye Chen retched until tears came out, but he still didn't spit out anything. He straightened up and followed Zhu Fengfeng's line of sight. He Yilang was no longer like an eavesdropper. On the door.

He took a few steps back, then trotted forward, put one foot on the ground, and with a light jump, he had already rolled over to the other side of the iron railing.

Zhu Fengfeng rubbed her eyes, "Chenchen, I didn't read it wrong just now, um, the macho... just turned over like this?"

Regarding He Yilang's jump just now, Ye Chen was also wondering if he had misjudged his vision. Obviously, Zhu Fengfeng's inquiry clearly told Ye Chen that everything that happened just now was the truth.

Seeing that Ye Chen ignored her, Zhu Fengfeng looked at the closed iron door and asked again: "Chenchen, what should we do now?"

Ye Chen sighed and asked Zhu Fengfeng, "Can you climb over the wall?"

Zhu Fengfeng shook her head, "No."

Ye Chen asked again: "Then can you pick the lock?"

Zhu Fengfeng shook his head again, "No way."

Ye Chen walked towards the door, and his voice drifted back, "Since you don't know both, you can only wait here for someone to open the door."

"Chenchen." Zhu Fengfeng looked at her back, hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" Hearing this familiar tone, Ye Chen's heart sank, she was really afraid that Zhu Fengfeng had some special hobbies.

After a moment of silence behind him, Zhu Fengfeng's voice sounded again, "Chenchen, that tough man just now relied on his physical advantage to make such a jump, and it's clear that he is trying to steal your show."

"What?" Ye Chen turned his face to look at Zhu Fengfeng, and at that girl, who was tangled up in a serious manner, a little dumbfounded.

"From my unique perspective as a sea turtle with Chinese and Western experience, that hunk just now cared too much for your husband. Be careful yourself."

Ye Chen was shocked on the spot, his mouth opened, but he couldn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)