Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

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S city police station.

There was a sound of rummaging in the office. Ye Liancheng turned off the computer, raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was time to get off work.

"Liancheng, are you under too much pressure recently? Why don't you look very good?"

Then another colleague put on his coat, turned off the computer and passed by Ye Liancheng. "Shouldn't it be work pressure and no girlfriend?"

"Yes, Liancheng is twenty-five or six years old and has no girlfriend. Why don't you let your sister-in-law introduce one for you?"

"Yes, yes, Lao Zhao's wife is keen to be a matchmaker. There are many beautiful colleagues around your sister-in-law..."

Another colleague also answered, inevitably a burst of fun.

"Liancheng, when I was your age, your sister-in-law was pregnant."

"There's still a case that hasn't been handled recently. I'll work overtime tomorrow and go home to have a rest first." Ye Liancheng is still as cold as ever. He doesn't seem to worry about the trifles of life at all.

With that, ye Liancheng put on his coat on the chair and turned out.

"Hey, if only we were half as serious as Liancheng."

"After all, he's a young man. He hasn't got a family yet. Of course, his work is important. Let's go, Lao Zhang. He's off duty."

"Well, I'm on the night shift again tonight."

The office seems to have an off-duty atmosphere.

Out of the office, ye Liancheng took out his mobile phone and still didn't have a message. Handsome eyebrows could not help wrinkling. Ye Qingcheng is playing a temper. Up to now, he doesn't even send a text message.

A few days ago, he checked that ye Qingcheng temporarily bought a flight ticket to France. Looking at this, it's not difficult to guess that she wants to relax.

After all, he is her brother and knows her best.

Ye Qingcheng has been more sensible since childhood. She always likes to be patient. No one knows how much the wedding hit her.

The mood is inevitably a little irritable. I haven't had a message from ye Qingcheng for so long.

He came to the underground parking lot and was going to a nearby bar to relax.

Since when, he also likes to relax with alcohol when he is upset, but every time, he won't get drunk, just temporarily paralyze his nerves.

It's still the S & U bar that I often go to, because it's quieter without the noise of other bars.

He pushed the door and entered. There were not many people. He took off his black suit coat and put it on his hand. Inside was a light blue shirt. He changed his casual clothes before work.

"Here we go again." bartenders have already known Ye Liancheng and come here at seven every night.

"Well," Ye Liancheng nodded faintly, "it's still the same, martini."

"OK."

Martini is popular in Italy. It has low alcohol concentration, elegant and noble taste and fragrant smell.

White wine is used as raw material, sugar is added, and various medicinal spices, such as cornflower and clove, are added to eliminate fatigue.

Ye Liancheng sat by the bar with his long legs casually. Soon, the prepared wine was brought up.

"Brandy."

At this time, a woman sat next to Ye Liancheng. Ye Liancheng couldn't help looking sideways.