Mysterious husband always comes late at night

In the chief designer's office, the man holds his hands on the edge of the table, and a sense of anger is on his heart. He is extremely angry. The corners of his eyes are red with anger. A woman who knows no good or evil!

When Lu Feng pushed the door in, he saw the man's anger. He hurried back.

He must have opened it in the wrong way. He calmed down for two seconds and pushed the door in again. The man inside had sat back in the boss's chair indifferently, with a slightly restrained expression and no trace of anger.

But this made him feel like walking on thin ice.

"Boss, what you told me to check already has an eyebrow." Lu Feng looked serious, not as careless as usual.

In the middle of the night last night, Leng Youchen called him and asked him to check something. He spent the whole night only to find out what the boss told him to do. He didn't even dare to squint and ran to report.

Leng Youchen glanced at him coldly, "said."

"It took me a lot of effort to find out. It turned out that the queen was seriously ill in bed. Only a few close courtiers around her knew the news. Members of Congress have not received the news. The queen has no children and no children at her knees and has devoted her life to the country. Therefore, she intends to support the prince's daughter as king."

"There is a legend in the British royal family that the heaven descends your daughter, the blessing is everywhere, and miss Anning's blue pupil is as vast as the universe. She is respected as the Royal daughter and is the first choice for the Queen's heirs. At the same time, there are several Prince's daughters who have been trained as princes since childhood. Relatively speaking, they are more qualified to inherit the Queen's throne."

"But I'm not afraid that anyone who wants to put Miss Anning in that position and be a puppet queen."

In Leng Youchen's eyes, Leng mang flashed by. Wei Anning had a few pounds. He knew better than anyone that he did not despise her ability... Well, he did despise her talent and was not enough to sit in this position to be subdued.

More importantly, she absolutely doesn't want to be the queen.

Otherwise, she would not have been a silent designer in Huanyu real estate for five years.

She said she wanted to marry Gong ting. Maybe the Duke suddenly proposed marriage that night, which made her feel that she was under siege. Was she coerced or seeking asylum to marry Gong Ting?

The man's face was heavy. "She can't do it."

"Ah?" Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, then reacted and remembered Wei Anning's appearance. He smiled. "Miss Anning really can't be a queen. She's a little woman."

Leng Youchen passed by with an eye knife, "when is it your turn to comment?"

"..." Lu Feng looked at his smelly fart, "boss, I suddenly thought of a question. If Miss Anning is really arched in that position, she will be the queen in the future. Are you Wang Fu?"

"Ah, hahaha, it's expensive for you to rely on your husband and wife."

Leng Youchen grabbed an ashtray and threw it at Lu Feng. He was agile and quickly avoided his attack. He firmly grasped the ashtray in his hand and put it back on his desk. He said with a smile: "boss, I've been busy all night and didn't dare to close my eyes. I'm sleepy. I'll go back to sleep."

With that, he swaggered out of the office.

Leng Youchen put his hands around his chest and leaned against the back of the chair, with deep eyebrows and eyes, deep in thought.

Wei Anning returned to his office and burst into tears where people couldn't see him. According to the position of her heart, she felt pain every time she breathed.

It turned out that both life and death made her miserable and desperate.