Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 366 Misunderstood Song Yi (5)
However, she didn't bring that old-fashioned mobile phone. She hesitated and put it where Ziwei could get it. The meaning couldn't be clearer. If there is any danger, even if you don't call Ling Mo, you can still call the police. .

"I didn't expect to see you in such a short time, and your business ability has fallen to this point." As soon as Aunt Zhang left, Ziwei couldn't wait to speak, and her words were full of sarcasm.

EVEN was not angry, but walked up to Ziwei, and leaned his upper body towards Ziwei's face, getting very close, the breath in his nasal cavity fell on Ziwei's face.

Ziwei turned away awkwardly.

"Ziwei, it's really like three autumns since we don't see each other. You said how many autumns have passed between us. You are really getting more and more beautiful. Why don't you just follow me." EVEN stretched out his hand, and was about to face Ziwei shamelessly. Touching her cheek, "Anyway, I don't dislike you."

Ziwei's reaction was relatively sharp, and she turned her head away. EVEN's hand was empty, and she was only stunned, but not angry, "Ziwei..."

He stood up straight and looked at the screen locked on the TV, "You don't understand me too much, I'm screaming here and there."

Ziwei suddenly looked up at him, "What do you mean?"

"The person you want to investigate this time is so difficult, I don't think much about how I can find it, don't worry." He picked up a strand of long hair from Ziwei's shoulder, put it under his nose, and took a deep sniff , "Soon to find out what you want to know."

When Aunt Zhang rushed home as fast as she could, Ziwei was the only one left in the living room, carrying a plastic bag with shrimps in it. She walked up to Ziwei, squatted down, and kept at the same height as her before carefully sizing her up. .

Ziwei was not used to avoiding Aunt Zhang's patrolling eyes, "Aunt Zhang, why are you looking at me like this, is there something dirty on your face?"

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Ziwei, or that she hadn't been bullied by that EVEN, she let out a long sigh of relief.

After wiping the wet palms on the clothes, he pressed the back of Ziwei's hands, looked into her eyes, and said earnestly: "Miss, sometimes, if you make a wrong step, you will make a wrong step."

Although she didn't know what Ziwei and EVEN talked about when she was away, but based on what she knew about EVEN's man in the past, she was not a kind person, and it's better to have less contact with him.

"Aunt Zhang." Ziwei looked into Aunt Zhang's eyes, her eyes suddenly turned red, two lines of tears rolled out uncontrollably, her movable upper body leaned forward, and she threw herself into Aunt Zhang's arms, "I don't want to, but without Rong Xuan, I would really die, I would die! I didn't ask EVEN to do anything to anyone, I just wanted to know who has been by Rong Xuan's side for so many years. "

Who has been by Ling Mo's side all these years?

Aunt Zhang repeated this sentence in her heart. She remembered the photos she saw in the garden of that villa in the United States, and the answer was already very clear. For so many years, the girl who had been with Ling Mo was the girl who had the same face as Ziwei. .

As if Ling Mo had really left her, Ziwei snuggled into Aunt Zhang's chest, trembling violently.

After all, Aunt Zhang couldn't bear such Ziwei, stretched out her hand, patted Ziwei's back lightly, and her two eye sockets became hot together, "Silly boy, don't talk about whether you are dead or not in the future, we are China after all." People, these words are unlucky."

"Then you promise me that you must never tell Rong Xuan about finding EVEN?" Ziwei cried and begged.

She knew that Aunt Zhang was found by Ling Mo. Although she had been with her all these years, many things were uncertain, not to mention that all these years, her salary was given by Ling Mo. .

Aunt Zhang nodded, her voice was a little desolate, "Silly boy, if I had told Mr. Ling, I wouldn't have called you last night."

In this way, with the company and care day and night, in Aunt Zhang's opinion, Ziwei is better than her daughter if she is not her daughter.

In the world, there will never be a mother who would harm her daughter.

After hearing what Aunt Zhang said, Ziwei felt relieved. Seeing that her mood had gradually stabilized, Aunt Zhang got up and walked towards the kitchen. Ziwei dropped her breakfast on the floor, and now she wanted to make some more.

Ziwei was sitting in the living room watching TV, her face was peaceful and glamorous, and from a distance, she looked like a lady from the ancient pictures of ladies.

Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen with the prepared egg noodles, put the noodles on the coffee table, and then went to push Ziwei.

Ziwei looked at the mess all over the floor, and smiled embarrassedly, "Aunt Zhang, I'm really sorry."

"Miss." Aunt Zhang looked into her eyes, without the slightest sign of reproach, "When you are unhappy, I would rather you vent it like you did just now than hold it in your heart."

Ziwei didn't speak, she pressed her lips tightly, and Aunt Zhang pushed her towards the tea table.

Afraid of affecting Ziwei's appetite, Aunt Zhang picked up the remote control and was about to turn off the TV, but Ziwei stopped her, "Aunt Zhang, I want to watch it."

Aunt Zhang sighed, didn't speak, put down the remote control, and went to clean up the debris all over the floor.

Ziwei watched while eating. She just arrived in City A and wanted to integrate into the city quickly. She always watched the local news channels.

She was looking at it one by one, when suddenly a camera flashed, and the very familiar face appeared on the screen, she shook her hands in shock, and the chopsticks fell to the ground with a "click".

With a sound of "bang", Ye Chen shook his hand holding the water glass, and the water glass slipped from his fingers and fell to the ground into pieces.

Thinking that she had made a mistake, she closed her eyes and looked again, she was right, really right, the one who appeared on the TV screen was Ling Mo, the father of the children in her belly.

He was accepting an exclusive interview, and the flowery hostess, with a charming face, was speaking to him in an almost flattering manner.

Ye Chen was trembling all over, gritted her teeth, and worked hard for a long time before she barely stood up from the sofa. She walked slowly to the side of the TV, raised her hand, and couldn't help but want to touch the face reflected on the screen. .

She could clearly feel that she was trembling, the TV screen was cold and unwarmed, but the man who was talking was so vivid and distinct.

(End of this chapter)