cold wife

Chapter 25

The girl had a strong smell of perfume. As soon as Leng Qing smelled the smell, his brows immediately frowned. In fact, he really wanted to throw the two of them away, but when he thought of Ai Baoer's expressionless little face, and was held back abruptly.

Shu Junhao sat on the side, sipping red wine with his head down, looking at Leng Qing's frowning brows, he felt uncomfortable. It was a month since he saw Ai Bao'er, but that delicate and charming little face It appeared in his mind from time to time, which annoyed him very much.

In fact, the question just now was not so much a question to Leng Qing, but a question to himself.

Sometimes, he thought viciously, as long as Leng Qing fell out with her, that's fine, maybe he could still squeeze in. He knew such thoughts, and with the brotherhood between him and Leng Qing for so many years, it was simply It should be struck by lightning, but there is no way, he will still keep thinking.

Just like now, if you put a woman in his arms, can he say that he didn't think carefully?

No!

He was really careful!
On the other side, as soon as Leng Qing left, Ai Baoer received a call from Ai Lingzhi, asking her to meet.

Since she came out of the Ai family banquet a month ago, she hasn't gone back. Now Ai Lingzhi called her and said that he wanted to talk about "him" and meet her.

For Ai Baoer, as long as it is about "he", it is the most important.

After taking a taxi to Ai's house, Ai Baoer got out of the car and saw Ai Lingzhi standing at the door. He was dressed in white casual clothes, with short wet hair, and was very handsome.

Seeing Ai Bao'er, Ai Lingzhi raised a gentle smile on his face, walked up and said, "Bao'er, you're back."

Ai Bao'er raised her head and glanced at him, hummed lightly, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Ai Lingzhi still smiled tenderly, pointed at the door and said, "Let's go in first, it's a bit cold outside."

Ai Baoer pursed her lips, glanced at him, and walked in.

After entering the door, Ai Baoer sat on the sofa, and Ai Lingzhi went to the kitchen to make a glass of milk for her, and said, "Drink some milk and go to the cold."

Ai Baoer glanced at it, picked it up, drank a few sips, and said nothing, and Ai Lingzhi also sat down, sitting opposite her, looking at her tenderly, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little silent.

After a long time, Ai Lingzhi cleared his throat and broke the silence: "Bao'er, I'm sorry, my brother should have clarified that matter a month ago."

Ai Bao'er smiled slightly, turned her eyes away, and said casually: "It's okay, it's all over." After a pause, she said again: "Brother, what is the file you said you wanted to show me on the phone? What document, can it be taken out now?"

Ai Lingzhi's eyes flickered, he lowered his head with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice: "Bao'er, do you hate brother?"

"No."

"Then did you forgive brother?" Ai Lingzhi raised his head and asked expectantly.

Ai Bao'er nodded, she didn't hate, didn't care, and where did she forgive or not, but she didn't intend to say so much, she just nodded.

Ai Lingzhi laughed happily, and leaned forward from the sofa, trying to hold Ai Baoer's little hand in front of him, but Ai Baoer dodged it. He smiled unnaturally, got up and said, "You Drink more milk, and I'll get you the documents."

Ai Lingzhi went up for a long time, and Ai Baoer sat on the sofa, sipping milk little by little, and gradually felt that something was wrong with her body, but she couldn't tell.

(End of this chapter)