Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen rubbed her head. Unexpectedly, her requirements were so simple. He joked: "don't want to go to the mall?"

Young girls should like shopping, but she is an exception.

Wei Anning shook her head. She couldn't take away her clothes. Only memories can live in her heart forever. She wanted to have more memories with him, which could comfort her thoughts when they were separated.

"We are lame and disabled. How boring it is to wander." When Wei Anning finished, she was surprised that she had said something wrong. She clenched her lower lip and looked at Leng Youchen uneasily, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that."

However, Leng Youchen was not angry. He said with a smile, "one is lame and the other is disabled. Doesn't it just match a pair? Ender, go and prepare the helicopter. The one with the least noise. "

The housekeeper took orders and left.

Wei Anning looked at him nervously for a long time. When she saw that he was really not angry, she was relieved. Next time, she must pay attention not to talk about disability or lameness.

Leng Youchen took her downstairs. The bodyguard followed them out of the hospital. There were three cars parked outside the door, a black Audi in front of and behind, and an extended Lincoln RV in the middle. This battle was even more luxurious than the mayor's trip.

Sitting in the car, Wei Anning looks at Leng Youchen beside her. Many questions ferment in her heart. She seems to underestimate Leng Youchen's ability.

He is the abandoned son of the abandoned desert island. Even if he leaves Aisha island without permission, he will be blamed by the family, but he can travel freely in Marseille not only because she left, but even he asked the housekeeper to prepare a helicopter just now.

Where did he get his money so wasted?

Is it true that the small Treasury mentioned by Leng Yanbai really exists?

"What are you thinking?" Leng Youchen looked at her. From the moment she got on the bus, she looked at him with that kind of hairy eyes, "ask what you want."

Wei Anning shook his head and pressed the question to the bottom of his heart, "nothing."

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the most luxurious restaurant in Marseille. They got off. In front of the restaurant stood two rows of doorboys. When they saw them get off, they bowed down respectfully to them, "lengshao, madam Leng, welcome!"

Wei Anning was so frightened that she shrank into Leng Youchen's arms. Leng Youchen was naturally happy that she took the initiative to throw herself into her arms. He hugged her and asked with a smile, "are you scared?"

Wei Anning felt very counselled. She shook her head and would never admit that she was so counselled in front of him.

After entering the restaurant, Wei Anning found that the restaurant had no guests except waiters. The waiter stood in two lines and saw them come in. He shouted in unison, "welcome, Mrs. Leng."

Wei Anning has never felt this honor. She knows in her heart that all this is because of the man behind her. The waiters knew him, and it seemed that he had come to Marseille.

The restaurant was booked by Leng Youchen. The waiter led them to the window seat. From here, you can see the bright street view of the city like a star river.

Wei Anning looked at the man opposite in confusion and suddenly felt that he was too strange to reach. Which one is the real him? Is it the cold man abandoned by his family on the desert island, or the noble man loved and respected by everyone in front of him?

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Leng Youchen crossed his hands and put his chin on the back of his hands. Seeing her frightened appearance, he guessed that she was probably frightened by the tip of the iceberg he showed.