Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

LAN Jingyi waited and waited. There was no response from the other end of the mobile phone. She really couldn't sleep. What she saw during the day and what she saw and heard at night, somehow, she felt that it had something to do with herself.

Quietly, LAN Jingyi opened the door and swept the corridor through the gap. It was empty. The two uncles and three uncles left tonight. Only their family lived in the villa. Therefore, there were not many people in the villa.

Once again, she flashed out and came to the door of Jiang Junyue in one step. There were two doors next to each other. She stretched out her hand and pushed it. The door was unlocked, and then a gap opened.

"Lean......" Lan Jingyi quickly flashed in and closed the door with his backhand.

However, there was no reaction in the room, and LAN Jingyi was not good. At this time, he turned on the light and flashed to the bed, but there was no man on the bed.

He's not here.

"Qing Qing... Qing Qing..." Lan Jingyi was a little flustered and looked for every place in confusion. Soon, the answer came out and Jiang Jun was gone.

Damn it, he left her alone in Jiang's house.

How could he do that.

The bed was neat and the quilt was folded at corners. Obviously, he didn't sleep at all. He should have left long ago.

Looking at the table, a laptop was placed there. She opened the lid and didn't turn it off.

Didn't he go far?

Are you just going out temporarily and coming back soon?

LAN Jingyi picked up the mouse and clicked it at will. It seems that he just opened the mailbox, but it has been closed now.

Where the hell is that man?

I left without telling her.

Turning over his computer angrily, he just wants to pass the time. At the moment, LAN Jingyi is tired and forgets that it is a bad behavior to touch other people's privacy.

The children are all born to him. Where is there any privacy between them.

Yellow folders, she opened and looked at one after another.

Suddenly, the photos in a folder attracted all her attention.

After scanning the thumbnails on the page, it seemed that they were all themselves, so she clicked on it.

The first photo is herself. Her bright smiling face is bathed in the sun. Looking at the clothes she wore at that time, she remembered that this should be the clothes she wore before she and Lu Wentao divorced. God, how did Jiang Junyue have her photos at that time?

Looking at the shooting time, she knows that it was taken after she met him. Obviously, these were taken secretly, one by one. I don't know whether it was taken by himself or by others. Although the angle is not particularly good or clear, I can see that each one is very attentive.

She looked through them, one after another.

One folder turned over and another folder turned over. Unexpectedly, she came back from France with a picture of Xiao Qinqin. It seems that she has it since she got off the plane.

God, she doesn't have a secret to him, does she?

He knows her every move.

But why didn't he know when she went to France to threaten her?

Why was it discovered afterwards?

It doesn't make sense with his ability.

She looked at herself and xiaoqinqin in the picture, and her heart was very warm.

Another folder in the back is the photos of small and strong people, or lying down, crawling or lying, all kinds of postures, and even the pictures of small faucets spraying water when small things pee, which are funny and ridiculous.

The more he looked down, the stronger the smile on LAN Jingyi's lips. If he didn't love and care, how could he collect so many photos of her and the children.

That man, he would be so careful.

Look, LAN Jingyi forgot the time.

Until she finished reading all those photos, she was still not satisfied. She really took few photos in more than a year, and Xiao Qinqin didn't take a few. Fortunately, the man made up for her now.

"Qing Qing, where have you been?" she murmured. It was also at this time that she thought of the little Zhuang in the next room. She hurried back to the room and watched the little thing sleep soundly, which was a sigh of relief. Then, she simply picked up the little thing and went to Jiang Junyue's room. She wanted to wait for him here. She must tell him about his parents, or he will solve it, So that his parents will not be cheated of their money.

So the little thing slept on the big bed of Jiang Junyue. LAN Jingyi was in the mood to look at his room. The coffee color was mixed with milky white style, which showed a sense of elegance everywhere, but without losing the deep feeling of a man. Even his curtains were brown.

The whole bedroom was spacious and simple, which was in line with his personality. She went to another bedside table, picked up a mirror frame on it and looked at it at will. But at this time, she was surprised.

In the frame is not Jiang Junyue, nor Jiang Hanyu or he Zhiling, nor she and the children, but a sweet and beautiful girl.

The girl has long black hair like silk. The black hair is scattered on her shoulders and chest, which makes her particularly charming and moving. Her big eyes are flexible, as if they are talking to you. Her nose is small and straight, and her red lips bring a smile. In short, it can be described as a girl with perfect beauty, and even makes LAN Jingyi feel ashamed, The girl is so beautiful.

Who is she?

Why is this picture on the bedside table of Jiang Junyue?

It must be a very important person in his heart, otherwise, he will not allow this picture to exist.

At this moment, LAN Jingyi only felt that his heart sank. It turned out that there was such a beautiful girl in his heart.

However, since he has this girl in his heart, why not stay with that girl?

LAN Jingyi was very confused.

Holding the mirror frame in his hand, he thought that if he loved himself, in fact, he should put his picture on it, but no, it was not her in the mirror frame, nor Xiaoqin and Xiaozhuang.

She and the children, which of the three is not as heavy as the girl?

As soon as her throat choked, the mirror frame in her hand "bang" fell. She sat there in a daze and looked at it. She was in a mess at the bottom of her heart and couldn't figure it out anymore.

In the boxing hall, the two people in the ring have been hard to distinguish. They are all decorated, but no one who looks at them from a distance dare to come forward.

Until, he couldn't move any more. Jiang Jun fell on the floor of the boxing ring more and more heavily. He just felt that it was very cold and comfortable. "Ya, Cheng Qingyang, you've finally done your best. It's fun."

Beside him, Cheng Qingyang also fell down. His rough breathing voice was no less than that of Jiang Junyue. He just had a good fight. "Like this?" he gasped and asked. Sweat flowed on his body like washing. All his wet boxing clothes were pasted on his body. Then he turned to see Jiang Junyue, and so was he.

"Of course, what's the point of playing fake? OK, I lost this time." he couldn't play first. It seems that he has to exercise more in the future.

"Your boy thinks of women every day. Can you not lose?"

"It's natural for me to play with my own woman." wheezing, it took a long time to calm down, but I didn't want to move.

Cheng Qingyang stood up before Jiang Junyue, and looked down at Jiang Junyue, who had his boxing clothes stuck to his body. The lines of his body had a strong sense of streamline. He handed Jiang Junyue his big hand, "can you get up? Or should I ask someone to carry you back?"

Jiang Jun looked more and more white at Cheng Qingyang, and his slender hand fell into Cheng Qingyang's palm. With the help of his strength, his tall body stood up. The two people stood together, the same height, but he was thinner. Cheng Qingyang was a little bigger than him, but it was the same eye-catching, so that people not far away looked at the two people and even forgot their reaction.

I don't know if it's been too long since Cheng Qingyang threw himself into boxing. In addition, Cheng Qingyang tried his best this time. When Jiang Junyue stood up, he only felt that his head was heavy and his feet were light. He was unstable. The whole person staggered forward and fell steadily with one arm. In an instant, Jiang Junyue fell into the strong arms, "Yue, what's the matter? Uncomfortable?" Cheng Qingyang asked with concern.

The sound made Jiang Jun jump more and more, and pushed him into Qingyang with ruthless anger, "go away, don't touch me."

"Bang", now Qingyang fell to the ground. Jiang Jun kicked him more and more, "I'll be fine. Touch me again and I'll castrate you."

"Ha ha..." Cheng Qingyang, who fell to the ground, smiled calmly and did not dodge. "OK, castrate and castrate. It's up to you."

His voice was soft and low. Only the two of them could hear it. Jiang Junyue frowned and kicked Cheng Qingyang, "shameless." after that, he turned and walked towards the dressing room. He had to take a bath. He was very sticky and uncomfortable.

The spacious bathroom has to be said that Cheng Qingyang is a master who will definitely enjoy it, which can be seen from his hot spring villa. Jiang Jun pulled off his wet boxing clothes and threw them on the ground in two or three times. He stepped into the bathtub with one foot. The water temperature was just good, neither cold nor hot. He soaked comfortably. The fatigue during boxing began to dissipate quietly. He narrowed his eyes and didn't want anything, Just such a bubble, both body and mind are comfortable.

In the next room, Cheng Qingyang didn't even take off his boxing clothes. Here and now, he was sitting at the table and quietly looking at the picture on the screen. In the picture, Jiang Jun's more beautiful streamlined body like a leopard and his handsome face like a demon. Looking at it like this, Cheng Qingyang didn't think of what he looked like when he first saw Jiang Jun Yue.

It seems that Jiang Jun at that time was not as strong as he is now. He looked green and astringent with the smell of some big children.

Now, he is more like a man, but he is farther and farther away from him.

"Brother Cheng, take a bath?"

He waved, "step back."